Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

But there's one thing she wants to know.

What did you mean when you said, "People who get too close to me often don't end up well"?

Luna smiled and said, "Literal meaning."

Navia was still puzzled: "Like a curse?"

"It's not that exaggerated, but they will definitely be disappointed in me in the end."

Navia sighed, "What? I thought it was some kind of cursed fate or something, but this is nothing..."

She stood with her hands on her hips, her smile confident and radiant.

“It’s nothing to me! I don’t mind! Let’s continue being partners.”

Luna smiled wryly and said, "I already said that my main job isn't being a detective anymore."

"It's ok."

"I have no intention of continuing to investigate the serial disappearances of teenage girls."

"That's alright!"

Navia extended her fist, indicating a fist bump.

"I just wanted to do it."

A fist bump... Luna stared at Navia's fist for a while before slowly extending her hand. But instead of a fist bump, she gently pulled Navia's hand away and then grasped it.

"Okay then, but don't get your hopes up too high."

Because I will steal your treasures too.

34: Fryna's Sleepless Night

Meanwhile, at the Mo Mang Palace.

Funina glanced at the clock and thought it was time to go to sleep.

"But today's trial was truly..."

Having lived this long, she had rarely experienced such a torturous trial.

Morbid ideas and thoughts, gruesome corpses... Funina couldn't help but recall several crime novels she had read before.

She had to admit that sometimes the fear a madman instilled in her was far greater than that of a regular ghost.

Funina shook her head quickly.

"No, no, no, I can't think about such nonsense anymore, or I won't be able to sleep!"

"To expect me to face tomorrow's tasks in such a broken and disheveled state of mind is tantamount to murder!"

So, I'm going to sleep!

She turned off the lights, climbed into bed, and closed her eyes.

The mental state is most exhausted after stepping onto the stage. Once you relax, sleepiness will engulf your consciousness in darkness, but in the boundless darkness, vague dreams will emerge.

"I'm going to turn your face into a mask too... Hehehe..."

"Alas!?"

With a mournful cry, Funina sat up abruptly.

Sure enough, I had a nightmare.

She tugged at her collar, her whole body covered in cold sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

"Sigh... I should have known better than to attend today's trial." Feeling deeply regretful, Funina was wide awake and had no choice but to go to the window.

The cool night breeze brushed against her skin, calming Funina's restless heart.

"Instead of thinking about such terrifying things, it's better to think about other things."

Other things... Funina pondered for a while.

The ever-rising waters. Fontaine's prophecy. The entrustment of the man in the mirror.

No, no, thinking about such heavy and serious things will only make it harder to fall asleep! Think about something interesting and pleasant, like—

"Speaking of which, that actress named Luna is really quite peculiar."

He appeared suddenly, jumped onto the stage, and performed so perfectly the first time, whether it was a trial or a performance.

That's truly amazing talent.

"And then there's the phantom thief who's recently appeared..."

Although the events were unrelated, she had a feeling that something big was about to happen in Fontaine.

After thinking aimlessly for a while, Funina climbed back into bed.

"Let's not worry about that for now."

Human life is more important, go to sleep.

"............."

"........"

"...Can't sleep!"

Funina is having trouble sleeping.

The next day.

Luna, who was sleeping soundly, slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes as she prepared herself.

Breakfast still didn't need to be too heavy. She casually took today's newspaper from the mailbox, then sat down, sipping her warm milk.

The Mask of the Dead, the Sins of the Living: The Latest and Most Horrifying Case at the Opera House

Yesterday, the Opiclie Opera House held a trial that left those in the know pale with fear, the heinous crimes committed by the accused being utterly appalling. The truth about the missing woman, Marie Bestina, has finally come to light: she was not missing, but murdered...

............

Lady Furina declared, "This person's script is utterly blasphemous!"

Even five-star crime expert Mr. Mike said, "I have never seen such a disgusting incident."

Our reporter had the privilege of interviewing Ms. Luna and Ms. Navia, who were both the accusers and the key figures in solving the case.

............

"It is because of everyone's existence that I can bring evil to justice, that I can stand tall in the courtroom and speak out for justice." — Miss Luna said.

Miss Navia also gave an affirmative answer regarding her description of the troupe.

"Just like Lulu said."

............

With such a major situation arising within the Darkmoon Theatre Company, what are their plans for the future?

Regardless, Miss Luna has already shone on the stage, and her strength and sense of justice are indispensable treasures for Fontaine.

Let's look forward to every performance by Miss Luna in the future.

"Hmph, we can certainly look forward to it." Luna nodded in satisfaction.

She looked down and saw that there was another section with news about the phantom thief.

The Phantom Thief is slandering Fontaine's justice!

However, this section was not written by Charlotte, but by other reporters from the same newspaper, and the content quoted other people's opinions.

Marcellus: "The phantom thief is a cancer on this country!"

Five-star crime expert Mr. Mike: "I can't say."

One commentator remarked, "She's stealing the hard work of the people of Fontainebleau."

Five-star crime expert Mr. Mike: "I can't say."

A certain celebrity said, "She's just trying to attract attention. Maybe her real identity is that of a twisted and wicked person."

Five-star crime expert Mr. Mike: "I can't say."

Reporter: "So what can you possibly say?"

"I can't say."

............

Luna, of course, didn't feel anything about this.

She did hope that the newspaper would publish some news about the treasure, but after flipping through it for a while, she found no information worth paying attention to, so she put it on the table with little interest.

Luna licked the breadcrumbs from the corner of her mouth and stood up.

I need to go to the theater troupe to handle the remaining matters.

Good morning, Miss Luna.

"Good morning."

Good morning, Miss Luna!

"Yes, good morning."

Luna felt that the troupe members were much more enthusiastic towards her, and this was probably not just her imagination.

Undoubtedly, the presence of a psychopathic killer within the troupe would severely damage its reputation, but the one who reveals the truth is someone from the same troupe.

Luna, on the other hand, spoke well of the troupe with great magnanimity.

If she had said something like, "Actually, the people in the theater troupe have a problem with my accusations," she would have been fine.

Public opinion will destroy their livelihood.

Without a job, one cannot support a family, and pursuing dreams is utter nonsense—one cannot escape reality in this world.

So kind, so talented, so tolerant... how can we not respect her? How can we not love her?