【Magic Feast】

It has always been held only before the official performance of the circus, but this time it is held before the non-performance, which is obviously a very important time node in the eyes of the boss, even more important than the official performance.

And the 'reform' in the mouth of the boss also makes everyone have their own ideas.

However, the specific reform will have to wait until the end of the magic feast, and the most important thing at the moment is to consider the production of dishes.

At the moment, a "receptionist" is nervously riding a roller coaster to the clown house.

He is the lowest staff member of the circus, responsible for the basic work of bringing the audience into the circus when it opens, explaining the rules, and delivering drinks and food given by the circus.

According to statistics, one out of 100 receptionists may be promoted to poker face.

This receptionist is obviously very ordinary, but today he suddenly received an order from Pokerface, asking him to go to the Clown's House to convey to [Clown Art], who has been in retreat, about the holding of the magic feast and the impromptu meeting.

He also wondered if this kind of thing should not be communicated directly between the main members. Why did he, a small low-level employee, convey such an important thing.

Moreover, the character he will face is also the most notorious clown in the circus.

Click~

Roller coaster arrives at the station.

Looking at the balloons lined up in front of the Chief Clown's house, he was already trembling with fright, and his legs were weak.

But strangely,

His illness was automatically activated, counteracting the fear by growing red lupus all over his body, a biological instinct that caused him to get out of the car and move closer to him.

It's strange that the human head balloon didn't absorb him, but made a way for him,

As he managed to approach the factory gate, the humanoid chain hanging from the door untied itself, as if the people inside knew he was coming.

The door opens,

What he saw was a sarcoma space filled with endless tumors and countless wails, pus gushing from everywhere, and even a sticky sensation beneath his feet.

malignant overflow,

But he didn't reject it at all, and actually had a feeling of going home.

But in the blink of an eye, only an empty factory remains.

In the open space in the center of the factory sat a dry corpse with a withered face in a loose clown suit, and even its cheeks were completely sunken, like a human skin skeleton.

But by the exaggerated hooked nose and colorful makeup, you can recognize his identity at a glance, it is the chief clown.

The tension is indescribable,

But the receptionist sorted out all the language and began to convey the message.

"Report! Dear Mr. Art, based on the recent expansion of the circus' space and the use of the fear value, it can be estimated that the effective growth rate of the tent has decreased significantly, which may be related to the spatial constraints of the old world and the low quality of the fear gained from recent performances.

In addition, there is a ...... in terms of recruitment.

Finally, I would like to tell you the story of my relationship with Miss Marina and how I have been urinating frequently and urgently lately......"

This person said a bunch of things related to the overall operation of the circus, and even some of his own private affairs and strange things, and did not mention the word magic banquet that should have been talked about.

It wasn't until he told everything he knew that he realized he shouldn't have said it.

"That's right! I'm here to inform you of tomorrow's feast, and if there's nothing to do, I'll leave first. ”

The man was clearly thinking about leaving, but his feet were walking in the opposite direction, and before he knew it, he was already standing in the middle of the factory, already leaning in front of Art.

Airplanes!

A certain resonance effect was created between him and Art,

At some point, his abdomen had risen up to half a meter, ruptured and leaked pus, and the bones and skin of his body, including the skin sacs, turned into pus and flowed into Art's body.

The man was not in the slightest pain, as if he had been separated from Art's body from the beginning, and only remembered it just now.

When it was completely inflowed into it and the union was completed, Art gradually opened his eyes full of malice.

months of retreat,

He didn't eat anything, and even separated the excess nutrients from part of his consciousness, forming this 'harmless' receptionist to experience the grassroots life of the circus.

His malignant Buddha-figure is in a state of no desire, completely starved and unable to divide the tumor cells, and is engaged in the purest retreat.

The wounds of the moon scar have long since been repaired, and Art seems to have reached a higher level of illness.

"Demon Feast...... Just right~ My body is in urgent need of food nourishment. The boss's upcoming reform is also just right for me, and the timing is really perfect. ”

……

The feast will be held tomorrow evening.

At that time, the main members will gather in the back kitchen one hour before to make dishes together.

Excluded, William and Catherine decided to make the dishes, but in order not to put pressure on others and not compete for space and ingredients in the back kitchen, they came to the back kitchen a day early.

Chef Timmy is overseeing the poker face of the house as he cleans the back of the kitchen.

"Didn't the boss let you rest? And tomorrow is the feast, don't disturb our preparations. ”

William stepped forward and made a gentlemanly salute,

"It's the chef like that, Catherine and I are going to create a joint dish to add variety to the feast. Our dishes will not participate in the subsequent competition, but simply want to set off the atmosphere of the magic banquet.

Moreover, our dishes can be prepared now, and they can be served directly tomorrow, so it will not affect the process of the magic feast at all.

If Chef Timmy is not sure about the quality of the dish, we can make an extra one tonight, and it is up to you to decide whether to serve it or not.

In addition, we will not interfere with your work, most of the ingredients are provided by ourselves, and there is no need for "boss's meat". ”

In view of the amazing dishes that William had made, Chef Timmy also made an exception and nodded, "Then I will definitely raise the threshold for review, and if I can't pass it, go back and rest." ”

"Okay."

Co-production.

Due to the strict requirements of the boss, the magic banquet must show the personality of each member, and everyone needs to complete their own dishes independently, so this kind of joint production has never been possible.

Chef Timmy, though he doesn't seem to be interested on the surface, is just supervising the clean-up, but he actually peeks at the progress of the two whenever he finds an opportunity.

What made him very strange was that the two of them did not use the tableware brought by the kitchen, but used the skin bag and deep-sea gel to make a bucket of portable tableware, which did not look beautiful at all.

Moreover, the two of them also divided the work to make strange dry ingredients, and even borrowed an incinerator to quickly dry the materials if necessary.

The preparation of the dishes is not all smooth sailing,

It can be seen that many things are done for the first time, and if they fail, they will be thrown directly into the trash, and they will not be considered to pass until the two of them nod at the same time. In this way, it took six hours to make the first finished product.

It's already three o'clock in the morning,

Chef Timmy, however, sat in front of the monitor without any sleepiness because he watched the wonderful cooperation between the two.

When he watched the two of them wave to the surveillance head, he deliberately pretended to be woken up and rushed to the back kitchen with an impatient face.

Looking at the dishes brought by the two, he opened his mouth to criticize,

"That's it? Can such a rough shape be on the table of the magic feast? ”

"We will also draw a pattern of the outer packaging in the future to make it look a little better. However, the main pursuit of the magic banquet is the taste, chef, why don't you try it first? ”

"For your sake, I'll give it a try."

With trust in William, the chef stirred the mysterious dish in the bowl and slowly put it into his mouth, before he even began to chew......

All areas of the circus are basically completely separated, and the privacy is excellent.

But tonight, most of the people heard a strange and shrill moan, and thought something had happened to the circus.

(End of chapter)