I Don't Know

Having just subdued the two Jinchuriki, before the audience beneath the stage had even finished leaving, the curtain onstage had already begun to slowly close.

Anyone who often watched stage plays knew that this was the most chaotic time.

Whether it was a stage play or a movie, when the show ended, everyone had plenty of thoughts they wanted to share with the people beside them. If they had come alone, then pretend I never said that.

Uchiha Qingfeng was glad he had acted early. If he had been a step later, that bubble-blower might have run away.

He casually put on a mask. Don't ask where it came from, and don't ask why.

It was the toy mask he had specifically bought when impersonating Obito before.

As for why? Of course, because he cared about his image. The audience had not fully left yet. If he rushed onto the stage now, he would be acting under everyone's watchful eyes. Being watched by a crowd was incredibly embarrassing.

It would be different with a mask on. As long as nobody could see his face, he could do whatever he wanted.

With a Body Flicker Technique, Uchiha Qingfeng appeared on the stage.

Fuhua Xiaoxue, who was playing the princess, was preparing to leave the stage when she suddenly discovered a masked pervert standing in front of her.

As for why he was a pervert, suddenly blocking someone's path—especially the path of a young girl in the bloom of youth—what else could he be but a pervert?

That was also the instinctive reaction of many young girls.

These clothes look a little familiar. Aren't they the two country bumpkins who bought tickets earlier?

What is he trying to do by wearing a mask?

*Could these two have been sent by her uncle