Chapter 611 I Don’t Like Citrus Flavor (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"I heard that a performance lasts two hours, and there are 6 performances every day, from 8 am to 8 pm!"

When Miss Miyano and her friends went to buy snacks and drinks, Conan stood in the shade with a flyer and said:

"Such a high-intensity performance will last for a month?"

"Can their bodies bear it?"

"Yeah"

Hattori Heiji said:

"It's really hard, but."

"The performance is divided into programs. You can see that there are aerial acrobatics, tightrope walking, magic, tigers jumping through fire rings and other programs on the flyer. The performers must be different."

"Assuming that a magic show lasts 20 minutes, he will have 2 hours of rest and preparation time before the next show starts."

"Thinking about it this way, he should be able to stick to it."

After buying the tickets, there was no need for Sakaki Makoto and others to stay at the door all the time. They found a bench to sit down and wait for the next show to start.

"That's right."

Leaning back on the bench, Makoto Sakaki fanned himself with a flyer and tugged at his collar:

"The hardest part of the circus is not on the stage, but off the stage."

"After the performance, they have to undergo systematic training to keep their bodies in peak condition."

"A mobile circus like this is even more displaced and difficult to settle down."

"If you get injured during this period, it will be very troublesome."

Conan and Hattori Heiji nodded in agreement.

Just then

Not far from the bench, a middle-aged man with white foundation on his face and wearing a loose robe ran out.

He walked around the tent half a circle and caught a man smoking in the corner:

"Hey! Nishijo!"

"Your turn will be here soon!"

"Come in!"

"I know, I know."

The man called Nishijo was thin and looked fragile. His hoarse voice was accompanied by a little impatience:

"Captain Haneda, what do you think about my matter?"

"They keep urging me!"

"No!"

Captain Haneda flatly refused:

"What's wrong with our circus?"

"We make a lot of money every day and have so many guests who like us. Although we are a little tired at ordinary times, we have never treated you badly!"

"Besides, you are the only one in the troupe who can play the clown. If you leave, who will take over?"

"China!"

The thin Nishijo Said:

"Hasn't she always wanted to perform?"

"I have taught her everything I have learned in my life, there will be no problem!"

"She has only been in the troupe for two years and has not had a formal performance. She is still too young."

Shaking his head, Director Haneda sighed:

"You joined the troupe at the age of 17, and it has been almost 10 years to this day."

"Well, it will be 10 years tomorrow."

"From the original 7 people to the current 30 people, we have witnessed the growth of Sunshine Circus. As a veteran, if you insist on leaving, I can't stop you, but"

After a pause, he added:

"I hope you can at least train a young person to succeed you before you leave the troupe."

"Let's part ways in peace, don't you think?"

Hearing this, Nishijo suddenly fell silent.

He smoked his cigarette, and suddenly said after a while:

"Captain, I want to stay too. We have been through all the ups and downs of the circus in the past 10 years."

"You know my family's situation. We are in urgent need of money."

"Although you said you would raise funds from the troupe to help me, the circus's traveling performances seem to bring in a lot of income, but in reality, we can't save much money."

"For the future development of the circus, I can't drag everyone down. Sorry."

After saying that, he spit out the cigarette butt and stomped it out with his foot:

"Don't worry, Captain. I will stay in the troupe for the whole month, and Chinatsu is very talented. She will definitely not drag our troupe down."

"Let Chinatsu and I go on stage together for the next performance."

"Alas!"

Captain Haneda wanted to say something, but a young woman who ran out from behind the tent interrupted him:

"Captain, the magic show is about to end!"

"Let's go."

Nishijo walked into the tent without looking back.

The next performance was his.

After the leader and Saijo left, the young woman bent down, carefully wrapped the cigarette butt with a tissue, picked it up, and put it in her pocket.

At this time, she also noticed the gazes of Makoto Sakaki, Conan, and Hattori, smiled shyly, bowed slightly, and quickly returned to the tent.

The three big "idlers" looked at each other.

"Ah, so boring!"

With his hands behind his head, Hattori Heiji complained:

"Mr. Makoto Sakaki, when will the show start?"

"There's still half an hour."

Makoto Sakaki looked at the time:

"The next show is at 12 noon."

"Are you hungry?"

"A little."

"A little."

Conan and Hattori Heiji said in unison.

Pah!

The sudden chill on his forehead made Makoto Sakaki's forehead skin shrink, and the excitement of the sympathetic nerves caused the arrector pili muscles to contract.

Goose bumps appeared all over his body.

He looked up and found Miss Miyano looking at him with a smile, holding a cup of purple ice cream in her hand.

"Is it hot?"

Miss Miyano stuffed the ice cream into her boyfriend's hand:

"Eat it."

"We bought egg waffles, French fries, ice cream, and iced coffee!"

Sakaki Makoto looked at the ice cream in his hand that was covered with purple sauce. Under the sunlight, the ice cream glowed with fluorescence, which was very tempting.

Purple

It should be blueberry flavor.

He scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and put it into his mouth. The sour and sweet taste of blueberries immediately spread and went straight into his heart.

Then, the mellow and rich aroma of milk followed closely, and the delicate taste dispelled the heat brought by summer.

"Well, it really tastes like blueberries."

After eating a few bites, Sakaki Makoto glanced at his girlfriend next to him and found that the ice cream in her hand had no jam, but was sprinkled with a thick layer of chocolate chips.

Miss Miyano ate happily, one spoonful after another, and from time to time she picked up a French fry and dipped it in ice cream and put it in her mouth.

"Do you want to eat it too?"

She finally noticed her boyfriend's sight, scooped up a spoonful of ice cream, and sent it to Sakaki Makoto's mouth:

"Ah~~"

Yuyama Kazuha next to him stopped moving and looked over intently.

Makoto Sakaki bit the spoon, not avoiding the gazes from all around.

"Hey, it tastes good."

His eyes lit up, he stuffed his blueberry ice cream to Miss Miyano, took the half-eaten chocolate ice cream from her hand, and said:

"Let's exchange."

Miss Miyano readily agreed.

She liked blueberry jam the most.

It was also within her expectations that Makoto Sakaki would exchange ice cream.

That's great.

Toyama Kazuha looked away enviously, staring at the citrus-flavored ice cream in her hand for a long time.

Suddenly poked Hattori Heiji's arm:

"Heiji Heiji, let's exchange too!"

"What?"

Hattori Heiji raised his eyebrows and said with some disdain:

"No!"

"I don't like citrus flavor."

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