The Carnival the Day After Tomorrow

"An explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth."

I really am not.

Several people opposite them simultaneously cast disdainful glances at Ke Xi. The clown with the white-faced makeup even took two steps back and exaggeratedly hid behind a stone pillar, peeking out half his head to stare at Kexi, as if he were looking at some dangerous element.

Kexi sighed helplessly.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was recite a poem to prove that he wasn't a lolicon.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and cleared his throat.

Her delicate face and youthful teeth revealed her innocent beauty, and her bright, intelligent eyes were as clear as an abyss.

A smile as gentle as a spring breeze, eyes as clear as autumn water reflecting the clouds.

Her figure is graceful and full of youthful vigor; her demeanor is elegant and refined.

Who wouldn't pity her innocent and youthful beauty? She's like a fairy descended to earth.

The clown opened his mouth, but couldn't close it for a long time.

The other members of the theater troupe looked at each other, a hint of confusion on their faces, but soon their contempt for Kexi deepened.

This poem is indeed well-written, with elegant diction and a refined artistic conception.

But upon closer inspection, it's clearly still about lolis.

You still say you're not a lolicon!

"A beautiful poem, a beautiful poem."

An aged voice came from behind the crowd.

Kexi turned her head and saw an old man standing on the other side of the stone platform.

He was short, slightly hunched, with messy white hair, and was smiling at him while clutching a tattered script.

Baldorio strolled over slowly, patted Kexi on the shoulder with a rather firm pat. "Young man, come here."

Kexi followed him to a secluded stone platform nearby.

Baldorio plopped down, placed the script on his lap, and looked Kexi up and down.

"You wrote that poem just now?"

"Just something I thought of on the spur of the moment."

"Not bad for something you came up with on the spur of the moment." Baldorio nodded, his gaze sweeping over the young man's face. "You're the new guy Brant brought back today? What did you do wrong?"

"Forehead."

Baldorio patted the stone platform beside him, gesturing for Kexi to sit down.

If it's inconvenient to say, then let's not say it.

"This is a haven for fools; if you have nowhere else to go, you can stay here for now."

"Every time I see young people like you, I know there will always be people who question the Order."

"The Order cannot suppress people's right to pursue freedom; the holding of this carnival precisely demonstrates the Order's compromise."

The old man seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, talking non-stop, even explaining why he had come here.

"You know, I was exiled back then because I couldn't stand the order of the Order, so I used a cloud-making machine to shower the whole city with flowers for three days and three nights during the carnival."

Kexi was completely confused, but when he heard the last sentence, a legendary figure flashed through his mind.

"You are Baldorio? The Carnival laureate from over twenty years ago."

"Oh, you know me?" Baldorio raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with surprise and smugness.

"I've heard of it." Kexi nodded. "You used to shower the whole city with gold dust during the carnival, Order. But I was too young to see it with my own eyes; I only heard about it after I grew up."

Baldorio grinned, revealing a set of slightly crooked teeth.

That smile was full of undisguised smugness, like an old fox recalling his most triumphant prank from his youth.

"Back then I was young and hot-tempered, I never imagined that after all these years someone would still remember me."

He laughed, his face crinkling with wrinkles, but it was a truly hearty laugh.

Kexi looked at the old man and suddenly asked.

Do you regret it?

Baldorio turned and glanced at him; a bright light shone in his cloudy old eyes, illuminated by the cave lights.

"What are you regretting?"

"Exiled."

Baldorio thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No regrets. When I received the laurel wreath, the saint was still alive. The carnival was a lively affair. After the saint left, the Order began to reclaim power, and the festival shrank smaller and smaller, the performances became less and less interesting. It was all just scriptures. I strung myself up the gondola on Gondola to the roof of the Order and scattered flowers, just to tell them that the carnival couldn't be done like this."

He unfolded the script again, glanced down at the dense annotations, and a smile crept onto his face.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"Kexi."

"Kexi." Baldorio read it aloud, then nodded. "Got it. The Fool's Troupe doesn't keep idle people. Can you act?"

"Won't."

Can you sing?

"Not really."

Can it do somersaults?

"I can't translate it well."

Baldorio clicked his tongue. "So what can you do?"

Kexi thought for a moment, "I can write love letters."

Baldorio's eyes lit up. "Is it well written?"

"A masterpiece."

The old man laughed out loud and patted Kexi on the shoulder with quite a bit of force.

"Young man, are you interested in participating in the carnival performance the day after tomorrow?"

"Carnival performance?"

"Didn't Brant tell you? We've already made plans. We've set up a grand stage for the carnival the day after tomorrow. Apparently, the main characters are a lady called The Rover and the second young lady of the Montelli Family."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Kexi was shocked.

It's not his fault. After all, he skipped through the plot back then because the earlier parts were genuinely boring. And after so many years, it's quite remarkable that he can still recall some details.

"Young man, if you're interested, you can talk to Brant. There's still time; he can arrange a role for you and give you some stage experience."

"Oh, sure, sure."

That damn little potato, he sneaked out to fool around without taking him with him.

If he suddenly showed up that day, it would definitely be a surprise for her.

Wait a minute, he remembered that it seemed like the Fractsidus planning something at this carnival.

What a coincidence! He'll hide in the shadows, and as soon as Fractsidus descend from the sky, drive his Aleph-1, and stab them all to death. Hehehe.

And that scoundrel Christopher, we must find him and make him repent for what he did.

The thought of him piloting a Gundam and slapping that Christopher so hard in the palm of his hand filled him with immense pleasure.

He couldn't wait to say goodbye to Baldorio and go find Brant.

As it turned out, Brant had disappeared. Kexi couldn't find him and, after inquiring, learned that he had gone out to sea again.

Kexi could only wander around aimlessly.

As he walked, he discovered a sea of flowers.

"Flowers in a place like this?"

He went closer and saw that it was a potted plant.

It seems there are flower lovers here.

There are all kinds of flowers, such as Wintry Bell flag, iris, Golden Fleece, and even iris.

Iris... Iris...

Kexi thought of someone.

He picked an iris, held it to his nose, and gently sniffed it. The flower's fragrance lingered in his nostrils. Kexi still remembered that night when his face flushed and his heart raced; the scent was somewhat like that person's body fragrance.

Now is the time to put everything down and see her.

Next, he will perform a sacred summoning ritual to meet her.

He found a high hilltop, raised his right hand holding the flower high, and shouted in a childish, dramatic voice. "Dancer who wanders through countless long nights, note that awaits its sound in the mud, listen to my voice, cross the dimensional barrier, open the gate of space, appear! My most loyal servant!"

Just as this sacred summoning ritual reached its crucial moment...

Kexi seemed to hear a majestic voice echoing in her ear—

The summoner can use the iris flower to send the signal of the King of Love Talk to unlock Liu Zhixiao's sealing device in the Hanging Gardens, and merge with Iris to obtain the power of the Physical Zone, summoning the passerby heroine with high beauty on both the left and right sides - the Sai.

Kexi roared.

"Appear, Selina!"

Beep beep beep.

"Young Master, where are you?!"

Selina's surprised voice came from the terminal.

Kexi was also surprised to find that there was actually a signal here. She had to admire the incredible signal strength of the private terminals in Montelli.