Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece

"Then let's go in."

After watching the big star's promotional event, Uchiha Shiraha led everyone into the theater.

As soon as you enter, a rich aroma of popcorn and caramel wafts over you.

The theater's interior was decorated in the most luxurious way, with huge crystal chandeliers emitting a dazzling light, and red velvet carpets extending all the way to the entrance of the screening room.

It's more like a stage for a musical than a movie theater.

Wow, the atmosphere here is really nice.

Matsumoto Rangiku looked around excitedly.

"Although there was a little hiccup just now, I'm actually looking forward to it now."

"Hopefully, the quality of the movie will match the decor."

"Are movies tasty?"

Connor, still chewing on potato chips, mumbled indistinctly.

"No, Connor-chan."

The group entered the screening room and found seats in the middle.

As the lights dimmed and the giant screen lit up, the movie officially began.

However, the content of the movie left Bai Yu slightly disappointed.

This is a dance drama with a clichéd plot and chaotic logic. Apart from the dazzling special effects and the seemingly superhuman song and dance performances of the main characters, there are not many highlights.

It's safe to say that it's not much different from the Indian dramas that Uchiha Hakuba used to watch.

"This plot..."

Matsumoto Rangiku watched the scene on the screen where the protagonist suddenly started dancing at the critical moment of life and death, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Isn't this a bit too outrageous?"

"But in this country, outrageous is normal."

Uchiha Shiraha leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his eyes looking somewhat languid.

"However, as a popcorn movie, it does make me laugh in some ways."

People can laugh when they're speechless...

"Indeed, although the plot doesn't hold up to scrutiny, the visuals and music are very appealing."

Nicole Robin, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the show, and she appeared quite interested in this exotic form of cultural expression.

The movie ended amidst a lively song and dance performance.

When the lights came back on, the audience stood up and applauded, clearly very satisfied with the performance.

It should be said that people from every country have their own different preferences.

"Alright, the movie's over. Shall we go get something to eat?"

Uchiha Hakuba stood up and dusted off his clothes.

"I heard there's a nice restaurant around here."

"Okay, okay!"

Upon hearing the word "food," Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes lit up instantly.

"I'm starving!"

"Let's go then."

The group of people walked out of the theater with the flow of people.

However, as soon as they stepped out the door, they were stunned by the sight before them.

The square in front of the theater was packed with people, holding various signs and flowers, excitedly shouting a name.

"Alicia! Alicia!"

"Goddess! Goddess, look this way!"

"My God, this is too exaggerated."

Matsumoto Rangiku was taken aback by the scene: "Is this how celebrities are treated here?"

"It seems the movie she just watched has boosted her popularity even more."

Uchiha Shiraha said calmly, while subtly glancing at the woman.

Unfortunately, just as he knew in his previous life, female celebrities without power or influence could not escape their fate.

At that moment, the crowd became even more agitated.

Alicia looked a little pale, but when she saw the fans' excitement, out of professional ethics, she forced a sweet smile and waved to everyone.

Alicia! We love you!

The cheers from the fans grew even louder, and a few enthusiastic fans even tried to break through the bodyguards' blockade and rush forward.

"These fans..."

Matsumoto Rangiku frowned.

"Can't they see that Alicia is feeling unwell?"

"In their eyes, Alicia was a perfect person, an object of their fantasies."

"How pathetic."

Nico Robin sighed, a hint of sympathy flashing in her eyes.

Just as Alicia was about to board the bus, she seemed to sense something, and her gaze pierced through the crowd, looking in the direction where Uchiha Shiraha was.

Eyes facing each other.

Without a word, Alicia saw Uchiha Shiroha as nothing more than a handsome stranger, completely unaware that if it weren't for him, she might have been embarrassed on the spot.

Uchiha Hakuba withdrew his gaze and turned to walk in the opposite direction.

"Let's go eat."

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Matsumoto Rangiku, Connor, and Nico Robin quickly followed.

……

Inside an elegantly decorated restaurant.

Several people sat around a table, which was filled with various exquisite dishes.

"Mmm! This grilled meat is delicious!"

Matsumoto Rangiku had her mouth stuffed full, and a satisfied expression on her face.

"No wonder Bai Yu recommended this place!"

"It's really unique."

Nico Robin gracefully cut the steak on her plate.

"Honestly, the spices here have a very unique flavor."

Seeing the two of them so happy, Uchiha Hakuyu smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass on the table, and took a sip.

The sake in the cup had a slightly spicy taste as it went down, but it made the lively atmosphere seem even more real.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, a light drumbeat suddenly came from outside the building, followed by the sound of string and bamboo instruments, creating a playful and lively rhythm.

"Oh? Looks like the entertainment for tonight is here."

The group was quite curious, as they had never seen dancing during a meal before.

As soon as he finished speaking, several dancers dressed in colorful costumes walked in, their steps light and graceful, as if gliding on water.

The woman at the head of the group waved a feather fan in her hand, her eyes sparkling with a hint of playfulness.

Inside the restaurant, the noise seemed to be quietly soothed by the rhythm of the music, and everyone's eyes were focused on the small stage in the center.

With a rapid string of pipa plucked, as if water droplets were falling into a deep pool, the dancers' figures suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, the melodious sound of the flute rose up, as delicate as silk threads, and the dancers swayed gently like willow branches caressed by the spring breeze.

At first, the lead dancer walked with a limp, her back slightly hunched, her hands loosely clasped, and her eyes showing a hint of confusion and caution.

Each step she took was extremely heavy, as if she were walking on thin ice, not flat ground.

That posture perfectly captured the image of a stranger entering the world for the first time, feeling unfamiliar and fearful of everything around them.

She was imitating, mimicking the postures of the pedestrians around her, but she appeared so clumsy and ridiculous that it drew soft chuckles from some people at the table.

However, the laughter did not last long.

As the drumbeats suddenly quickened, like a sudden downpour on banana leaves, the dancers' movements abruptly changed.

The awkward, foreign feeling vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely elegant and graceful gait.