Cirque du Soleil
"That wretched guy, he's just a chef who was parachuted in, yet he dares to yell at me and find fault with me. When I was working on the cruise ship, you were just a baby who had just been weaned!" A person wearing a white chef's uniform sat on the deck, constantly complaining.
He was the head chef of the buffet restaurant who had clashed with Kaminari a couple of days ago—no, he should be considered the sous chef now. It was clearly rush hour, yet he, as a chef, had left the kitchen and was drinking on the empty deck.
Although only a small number of customers witnessed his dismissal, those few customers were the only remaining source of traffic for the buffet restaurant. After all, wealthy people wouldn't care about such a small amount of money and would certainly enjoy higher-class services in paid restaurants rather than come to this completely self-service, free restaurant.
The buffet restaurant, where even the few remaining customers didn't want to dine, left the newly arrived chef with no room to maneuver. He was constantly being coldly ordered around, and even when there were no customers, the chef wasn't given a moment's rest.
He endured it for two days, and finally exploded tonight. After a huge argument with the head chef, he carried a case of beer from the warehouse to the deck to vent his anger.
"It's all that blond brat's fault! If he hadn't been acting all high and mighty, I would never have run into the supervisor. If he hadn't been there, I would have already taught those two brats who dared to mess with me a lesson!" He cursed Jilan while chugging his drink. "If I ever get the chance, I'll definitely drug that brat's food. Doesn't he have a lot of girls around him? I'll make him lose face and embarrass him in front of everyone!"
He cursed as he looked at the beer in his hand, then paused, stunned. Ahhh, that's right, the reason he was being devalued was actually this beer! It was because that little Grape brat wasn't watching where he was going and spilled beer all over him, which is why he was targeting them!
His eyes reddened, and he threw the bottle directly into the sea in front of him!
Screw beer, I'm never drinking it again!
He silently dusted himself off and stood up. No matter how he vented, since he wanted to continue working on this ship, he had to endure it.
Go back and apologize to the head chef. Just say you were talking nonsense. After all, you're a senior chef, and he'll give you that face. And if you have the chance, you should apologize to those kids. You were definitely not rational; you wanted revenge for such a small thing. Even if you don't necessarily get their forgiveness, it will at least make you feel better.
He gave a self-deprecating laugh, his heart perfectly calm, just as he turned to leave—
A gigantic shark suddenly leaped out of the sea and charged at him, its serrated teeth snapping off his head in an instant!
The headless corpse didn't have time to move before it fell straight to the ground under the force of gravity. The artery above its neck seemed to react only then, gushing blood from the mangled flesh.
The shark bounced a few times on the deck, then lay motionless, powerless.
Suddenly, a huge wave surged in, rising several decks higher than the lower decks. In the churning water, the shape of a massive whale tail could be vaguely seen.
As the tide receded, both the chef's headless corpse and the shark were thrown into the sea.
The shark regained its vitality upon encountering seawater, excitedly rolling around on the surface before diving back into the sea.
The deck was washed clean by the waves, and the bloodstains from the body were washed away by the seawater. If someone came to the deck again, it would be impossible to find that someone had lost their life there.
Suddenly, a person appeared on the deck. He seemed to have come riding the waves, his whole body was soaking wet, and he carried the fishy smell of someone who had lived with fish for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, he took a step. His clothes had been soaked in seawater for an unknown period of time, and with each step, large amounts of water droplets wet the floor.
But he seemed completely oblivious and walked straight into the cabin.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I repeat once again, welcome to the fantastical and magnificent stage performance by members of Cirque du Soleil!" A clown in a flamboyant costume announced in a steady voice as he spun a unicycle around the stage. "The first half of the show featured a variety of amazing acrobatic acts that left everyone speechless, perhaps even preventing them from putting a fork in their mouths once!"
"If you're feeling hungry, hurry up and stuff a few bites in your mouth, because I guarantee the second half will be so exciting you won't want to take your eyes off it for even a second!"
All the guests smiled knowingly and began to eat quickly during the break, including Jilan and the others.
Many activities on the cruise ship are free, but there are also many additional value-added services, such as the Cirque du Soleil show right in front of you. Guests need to pay an extra few tens of dollars on board to watch this world-renowned circus performance while dining, but both the show and the quality of the food are well worth the price.
As Nakiri stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth, he smiled and asked, "Jilan, I heard you once performed in a circus. Who do you think was better, your performance or theirs?"
Jilan smiled and replied, "Cirque du Soleil is a circus that has been passed down for a hundred years. Rather than performing circus acts, they are more acrobatics, especially now that Quirk is important. They have developed the dynamism, balance, and artistry of the human body to the extreme. My performance in the circus, on the other hand, is mainly based on animals. There is simply no comparison between the two."
As early as 1984, when Cirque du Soleil was founded, a tone was set: their performances would not focus on animals, but on people, combining magic, clowns, acrobatics and stage plays to create a brand new art form. When Jilan was with the Oumagadoki Circus, he borrowed the style of Cirque du Soleil, focusing on animals and integrating the entire circus performance into a story script.
If we're really going to make a comparison, the script that Jilan used is something that Cirque du Soleil simply couldn't Copy. After all, they've completely abandoned animals and are getting further and further away from the word "circus."
However, traditional animal performances have long been declining, and Cirque du Soleil, which combines Quirk with circus performances in a more transparent way, will shine even brighter in the future.
"Leaving that aside," Jilan looked up at Nakiri, "How did you know I performed in the circus? Did Yaoyorozu tell you?"
Although the Oumagadoki Circus was interviewed by local media, it only caused a sensation in the local area. Such news from the countryside could not possibly reach Nakiri's mouth, and Jilan had never revealed his identity.
"It's a secret." Nakiri winked knowingly.
Jilan shook her head speechlessly. If Yaoyorozu hadn't told Nakiri, would she still have been stalking her like a stalker?