Chapter 12: Arc 1, - 12: The Show-Stopper
"We're going to the circus~! We're going to the circus~!" Fumeko skipped and sang ahead, almost mockingly at Jotou, whilst Hotaru and Jotou walked side by side.
The large tent propped up in Kria Park around noon—when the show was to begin. The three shuffled into the benches, under the purple and yellow tent.
"Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever been to an actual circus," Jotou whispered, a little louder to be heard apart from the chit-chat around.
"I snuck in when I was very little; I didn't get to see much though. This will be an experience for the both of us! It better be a good one for those horribly expensive tickets. Curse international laws of pricing..."
Fumeko, wide-eyed, peered to the centre where the grass was pressed on by the countless circus props, ready to be performed with and upon. Ropes hung from the roof and the ringmaster was stood in the middle.
The sunlight disappeared and the entrance shut. "Shh! It's starting!" Fumeko leaned forward.
The portly man, purple and yellow garments from his shoes till the top of his hat. With his arms out wide and a crack of his whip, "WELCOME ONE AND ALL, TO THE GREATEST SHOW YOU WILL NOT WANT TO SKIP!"
At the halt of his words that somehow projected all around the tent- "POOF!" Smoke and glitter puffed up the stage! Within the clearing dust were dozens of performers, drums beating from, somewhere...
Two short strongmen, locked by their knees and walking on their arms. A jester with too many bells on his hat. A little girl on the ropes with a unicycle!
All of them teasing their own portions of the show before the smoke puffed up and they disappeared again!
Ooo's dispersed through the crowd. Jotou and Hotaru peppered in some of their own claps; all the while Fumeko watched with a childlike gaze, both of her hands grasped onto the wooden seat in front of her.