Zoo All-Stars 3/3

"Hehe, Performer, were you moved by my beautiful singing and came especially to watch the show? I am very pleased!

Come, admire my talent, offer thunderous applause, and lavish praise upon my voice, comparable to Venus's!"

Seeing the arrival, Nero proudly puffed out his small chest and made her self-intoxicated declaration.

"Hey, hey, hey, I gave you all the snacks already. Please be professional and don't stop throwing flowers!"

Attila, who had just set down the flower basket and reached toward another plate of pastries, heard her employer's request. Somewhat unwillingly, she withdrew her hand and continued serving as a heartless flower-throwing tool.

Faced with Samael's black-as-a-pot-bottom expression, the self-satisfied Tyrant remained utterly unaware. She placed one hand over her chest, gracefully raised the other, closed her eyes, and let out a poetic sigh.

"Oh, Performer, I have only now realized how dazzling my radiance is in the arts!

Umu, I've decided! Leave all future singing and dancing to me! Even when I return to Rome, I shall make this my proper vocation! It's far more interesting than being emperor!

You there, mind the atmosphere. Applaud!"

"Clap, clap..."

The Xiongnu King, already tamed by pastries, decisively bit into a grape pie and expressionlessly clapped her hands as part of the atmosphere crew.

So this hobby of yours had awakened, huh? You were even planning to take it back to Rome? Were you going to seal the venue doors and force the citizens to listen through the entire performance?!

The veins on Samael's forehead throbbed as the smile on his face became so broad it nearly twisted into something grotesque.

Bang! Bang!

Two dull blows echoed through the room as the Fist of Justice landed on the heads of the two calamities.

"Performer, you have no appreciation for art! That hurts!