The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Actually.." Mikail took out an envelope from her suit pocket. "The one who died in the fire nine years ago was not Rafael. But you, Valentin!"
Cheri was stunned as he smothered his mouth. Between surprise and joy. I thought Rafael was not dead, he thought.
"You're dead, Val!" Mikail added.
Valentin snorted and grinned. "You think you can bully me with such nonsense?" said scorn. "This body belongs to me. I'm the one with the birthmark!"
"Birthmark is fake!" sergeant Mikail. He held up the envelope he had taken out of his pocket. "I have proof here!"
Valentin was silent.
Cherry looked at the two in turn.
"This is a doctor's letter about the child who survived the fire" Mikail explained as she placed the envelope on a dressing table near Cheri.
Valentin snatched it, opened it and read it.
"The mark on his waist is not congenital since birth" Mikail said. "It has been known that the sign is a sign caused by the operation he underwent not long ago. This boy is not Valentin who has a birthmark on his waist. It has been concluded that she is his twin sister, Rafael Moscovich."
Valentin turned his attention away from the letter and glanced at Mikail. "cheap tactics," he snorted.
"That's the truth" Mikail said. "This information is not published. Moscovich's family kept it a secret. But you'll know that you're asking the person directly."
Cheri snatched the letter from Valentin and read it. His face was straight. "So Rafael's really real?" exclaims happily.
Valentin glanced at him with a wounded expression.
"From the beginning I was sure that the one who died in the fire was not Rafael," Cheri glanced back at him with a grin. Then turn to Mikail. "Why have you been quiet all this time?" grunts at the man. "You knew from the beginning, right? If you say this from the beginning, Rafael's suffering can be minimally reduced."
"There's still one more doctor's certificate.." Mikail then pulled out the other envelope. "Owns the dead child."
Cheri grabbed him and opened it.
"In other words. Valentin's death certificate!" Mikail added.
Cheri screeched and smothered his mouth. "It's a lie, isn't it?"
"That's what forced me to shut up all this time" muttered Mikail.
Valentin took the letter from Cheri's hand and read it. Then laugh out loud.
Cheri and Mikail froze with helpless expressions.
The doctor's affidavit states that Valentin's death was not an accident, but was killed. And because in the closed room there were only the two of them, it is estimated that the killer is Rafael.
"Thank you, Mikail!" Valentin glittered between his laughter. Then stop laughing and stare intently at Cheri. "In this way, the reason I hated Rafael became more and more obvious. With this, Rafael can't possibly beat me. You miscalculated, Mr. Volkov!"
Mikail remained unmoved.
"After knowing the truth, I felt stronger!" Valentin added. "Ah—it's time," he told Cheri. Then it grabbed the girl's wrist and pulled her out of the room. "Come on!"
"Wait!" Cheri held Valentin. "Is there no way you can live together?"
Valentin turned to Cheri. Next to his eyebrows raised high, feeling a little irritated.
"Please!" pinta Cherry.
"It has gone so far" Valentin replied coldly. "That's impossible!"
Cheri sighed helplessly.
Valentin turned to face Cheri. "Now you know Rafael is a murderer" he said with a denouncing expression. "You still love him?"
Cheri spontaneously fell silent.
"Can you really love her?"
Cheri staggered with his face back pale.
"Cheri! Now it's your turn!" The stage supervisor shouted from the monitor room. "Come on! Fight on! Just one more scene!" the man encouraged Cheri.
The stage supervisor was…
Kyle Denovich's!
Cheri walked towards the stage blankly, his head filled with Valentin's words.
Again, the situation seems to support each of his roles. His acting always looks reasonable.
Or is it acting?
Aye!
Acting is not a pretend act…
But a real fight against yourself.
Because stage…
It is a universe that has been bewitched!
Cheri's acting skills are not luck. But that is how Cheri lived his role.
Some people capture the characters and emotions of the characters in the story with an approach to the figure concerned. But that only applies if the characters in the story are from the same world.
What if the characters in the story are from different worlds?
Joan is from the Middle Ages…
Or any other person who emerges from a fantasy.
Who can approach imaginary people?
Capturing the emotions of the character is not by forcing yourself into the character concerned, the best way to capture it is to attract the character into us.
And.. Here comes Cheri now!
Torn between belief and reality.
Just like…
Joan of Arc!
"We're thirty seconds late" Kyle told the staff through the microphone. "Joan will perform in front of the stage curtain. Back then, the stage decoration for the burn punishment was prepared."
And immediately, the staff began to get busy.
"Is the 'burner' officer downstairs ready?" The staff leader shouted from the side of the stage.
"Yes, everything's been turned on!"
"Rise the fire again!" Instructions of the staff leader.
Valentin was standing on a burning penalty pole, "Do I look like I'm burning in the air?" he asked the opinions of the staff below.
"Whoaaaaa..it's amazing!" someone commented. "How the hell, how?"
"This is a trick that uses lighting and half mirrors" Valentin said as he crept down and joined the staff. "First of all, a real fire was lit under the stage. Then the fire was reflected in the half mirror that covered the entire bottom of the stage, so that, from the audience seats, it looked like it was burning in the air."
The staff listened to his explanation while amazed. Especially the staff from Tsar Dramy's group.
"In practice, if the actor facing the half mirror is highlighted by a strong spot light, the reflection of the fire, and the actor will become one, so it looks like it is completely burned together. Same principle as zanaves."
"Wouldn't the actor get hot?" The staff of Vladimir's group were curious.
"The heat from the blaze was diverted elsewhere to keep the players and spectators safe" Valentin said.
The staff applauded with amazed expressions.
"Get up the ladder again" Valentin ordered the staff.
Mikail appeared and joined them.
Valentin glanced at him with a cold expression. "Cheri is performing" he whispered to Mikail. "Now he's in a place no one else can reach."
Mikail blinked and did not look.
"After this, Cheri himself will choose me or Rafael." Valentin added.
Mikail remained unmoved. But his heart felt stung. Rafael never showed up, he thought bitterly. Cherry's choice seems certain!