Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 881 - 60 Gestalt-like Community

The grand performance, a night of revelry, tens of thousands gathered in the massive venue, fluorescent lights flickering.

On stage, lights intertwine, sometimes separating, sometimes converging, as girls of matching height in beautiful dance costumes move joyously. Their silhouettes morph under the gigantic screen behind them, forming two neat rows shaped like an 'A', their movements unfolding like petals, ultimately focusing on the girl in the center.

Black hair flowing in the light, where purple streaks temper the quietude, strikingly vibrant and filled with rebellious energy.

"Let's lengthen those eyelashes"

"Just apply some volumizing mascara"

"Draw eyeliner to create big, watery eyes"

"Clear definition of light and dark shades"

"Just a bit more on the lips"

As she sings into the microphone, she skips towards the front of the stage, every step hitting the beat, as if stepping on the hearts of everyone present, making their spirits waver.

"In dazzling rosy shades"

"Say my neckline is too deep?"

"But isn't this what you like?"

The black skirt has a purple inside, Uesugi in a body-hugging, off-shoulder top with a modest neckline, revealing just the right amount of pale skin, captivating yet not seductive, displaying the vitality of youth.

"Make the heels three centimeters higher up!"

"Like being on tiptoes"

"Spray some 'Baby Doll' on the wrist"

"Doesn't the sweetness make your heart flutter?"

...

"Be a bit tougher, come and hug me tight quickly!"

"Don't you get it? My right hand is free"

The wrist adorned with fine purple crystals swings, a peace sign flashes past, catching those playful, twinkling pinkish-purple eyes in the pursuing camera.

"Don't always look at other girls. Though I'm not particularly jealous..."

"I have only you. It's shameful. Don't say."

"So, come give me a kiss"

"Do you love sweet devil?"

"I like you the most"

"To be honest, it'd be really annoying if you weren't 'exclusively mine'"

The scent of youthful romance, like colorful jelly, envelops everyone, pulling them into the world created by the girl on stage.

As the song reaches climax after climax, the audience grows more fervent, the waving glow sticks synchronizing with the lyrics and rhythm, creating a shared moment of euphoria between the audience and the singer, amidst the vibrations of the sound system and the sweat being shed, entering a state of self-forgetfulness.

'No matter how many times, Cui Xing Alanna's performances are always so breathtaking, as if she was born to energize everyone, that charismatic soul seems to flood out from every minute gesture, every glance back, every breath, every lyric, permeating those around her.' — Comment by renowned Federation musician, David Pocophis, on Cui Xing Alanna.

"It's a pity, if she focused solely on singing, she might have gone even further." From afar behind the performance stage, a man in a black tight outfit looks over the revelry within the venue.

Behind him, two figures in the same attire, one communicating with others through an encrypted device, the other manning a computer terminal, gradually taking control of the surveillance system of the venue.

A few minutes later, one puts down the communicator and steps forward.

"Sir, the personnel are all in position."

"Hmm, then let's just quietly wait for our 'little princess' to take her bow."

Half an hour later, as the performance slowly winds down, Alanna's forehead is slightly sweaty, but it doesn't diminish her beauty, those sparkling eyes, matching the lustrous sweat, create a different kind of allure.

"Thank you, everyone~ I had a lot of fun today~"

"So, see you next time~~" After speaking, dazzling fireworks and mist spray from the stage, then with Alanna's light laughter, this grand performance officially concludes.

...

Backstage, after the performance Alanna receives a towel handed by her agent, wipes the sweat off her face, then leans back in her special armchair.

"You worked hard today, Alanna." The agent praises from the side.

"I am a bit tired, but very happy~"

After wiping the sweat, Alanna tosses the towel up, then points at it as if shooting it with her finger, producing a 'bang' sound, then the towel, as if hit by an air bullet, flies up again and lands on a nearby table.

"Now, should we go back to rest, or grab something to eat?" The agent asks again, knowing Alanna's habit of roaming at night and usually using the daytime for sleep.

"Of course, let's go out and have fun, I'm not the least bit sleepy now, I absolutely can't sleep." The girl twinkles her pinkish-purple eyes.

"Alright, I knew you would choose that. Just don't stay out too late." The agent shakes his head, then stands up.

"I won't join you, got to go back to be with my wife and kids."

"Yes, Mr. Agent Uncle, good night~" Alanna jokes in response.

Soon after the agent leaves, the dressing room momentarily remains occupied only by Alanna. She takes out her personal terminal, contacts familiar people, arranges the spot, then sets down the terminal.

"Whew..." She closes her eyes for a few seconds, then suddenly sits up, removing her shoes.

"My feet are sweaty." She observes her slightly steaming feet, feeling much more breathable.

Afterward, she removes her long black socks, walks barefoot in the dressing room, and grabs an unopened bottle of water.

Sitting back in the chair, she twists open the bottle cap, then pours water down her shins.

The cool stream flows from the bottle, tracing a slight arc before landing on her legs, trickling over her skin, providing a refreshing and comfortable sensation. Alanna's eyes glimmer as she carefully controls the water wrapping around her shins down to her toes, before it finally flows onto the floor.

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