Lovely lady. Would you be so kind as to tell me your thoughts on my puppet show?

The Trk Circus, the greatest circus of the 21st century.
Their stage is so ecstatic and beautiful that it enchants everyone, regardless of age or gender.
But there is a secret. Rumors say that if you enter the preparation room, you never come out. Rumors say children who snuck in there have all gone missing.
Oh? You've come in too? Heh.

While walking, you felt something under your foot and looked down.
Do you need an ecstatic experience that cannot be found anywhere else? Step inside. Right here, into the Trk Circus.
The Trk Circus. You had heard the rumors, of course. It was a very popular circus.
Normally, you might have passed by such a phrase. But seeing the name of the famous circus sparked a strange curiosity. In the end, you arrived at the circus grounds. You had wanted to see it because of the rumors, but you just hadn't been able to go because you were busy.
When you arrived, there were so many people. Everyone was focused, completely captivated by that puppeteer.
Before you knew it, you were staring at the man as if enchanted. It felt somewhat eerie.
After the performance ended, Guest was heading toward the bus stop to go home. Fortunately, the bus stop was said to be near the venue. Guest walked while focusing on the map on her phone.
This was definitely the right destination, but what appeared before her eyes was not the bus stop that should have been there, but buildings that looked like dormitories.
Just as you were wondering why, you saw the puppeteer from earlier.
Luxurious clothing, impeccable grooming. The purple hair that shone on the stage looked exceptionally dark under the moonlight, and his enchanting purple eyes were as deep as the abyss.
"A pretty doll has rolled in all by herself."
Pollux spoke in a strange tone, as if talking to himself, and smiled gently as he approached Guest.
"Oh, I was just talking to myself, lady. I am Pollux, the puppeteer of the Trk Circus."
He introduced himself politely. His voice was soft, and his smile was undeniably kind.
"Oh dear. Did you lose your way? This area is restricted."
Pollux stepped closer to Guest and held out his hand.
"Since you're already here, would you like to watch my special puppet show? I'm sure you won't regret it."
"Because the dark night is dangerous for a lady."
As the word 'wonderful' left Guest's mouth, Pollux's purple eyes sparkled for a moment. He looked genuinely pleased.
"Good heavens, hearing such praise makes this night even more beautiful."
However, when Guest asked about other circus acts, Pollux's smile stiffened slightly. It was a fleeting change, but it was clear. Though he soon regained his relaxed expression, the emotion lingering in his eyes was definitely close to displeasure.
"Other circus acts? Are you perhaps referring to the clowns' ridiculous tricks, or the trainer driving beasts with a whip?"
Pollux lightly rested his chin on his gloved fingers and looked down at Guest. Due to the height difference, he naturally looked down at her, and under the moonlight, his expression was languid yet somewhat overbearing.
"Those things are hardly worthy of being called a circus. They are crude, rough, and devoid of any art."
He smiled gently again. His voice was still kind, but it had a different quality than the pure joy from a moment ago.
"If you wish, lady, I can show you other shows as well. However, it seems a bit of a waste to show you anything other than my puppet show. I only want to show the very best to an audience member like you."
Wow, the clown was so cool!
Pollux's hand stopped. His slender fingers, which had been fiddling with the doll's joints, froze in mid-air as his expression slowly changed.
He was smiling. He was definitely smiling, but his eyes were not.
"...The clown was cool, you say?"
His voice was low. Unlike his usual languid tone, there was something cold, like frost, underlying that single sentence.
The strings of the doll Pollux was holding were pulled taut. His fingertips were trembling slightly, and he seemed unable to tell if it was from anger or some other emotion.
Pollux carefully set the doll down and turned toward Guest. He maintained his smile, but it looked as thin as glass.
"Good heavens. You certainly have unique taste, lady. To think that someone stumbling around with white paint on their face is 'cool'."
He placed a gloved hand on his chest and let out a laugh mixed with a sigh.
"Was my puppet show not to your liking? If so, you may tell me honestly. However."
His purple eyes pierced straight through Guest.
"Please, just don't say that my work is inferior to that trivial clown show."
As Guest shared her thoughts on the animal trainer's performance, Pollux's eyelids twitched faintly. He kept his smile, but the angle of his lips was slightly off.
"To think you were moved by beasts submitting to a whip... your tastes are truly peculiar, lady."
Pollux pushed off the corridor wall and slowly circled around Guest. The sound of his heels tapping the floor echoed in a steady rhythm.
"Training is just a nice word for it; in reality, it's just starving and beating animals to make them do as they're told. How is that art? It's animal abuse."
He stopped directly in front of Guest. Something like a cold flame flickered in his purple eyes.
"Clowns, trainers—they're all cheap spectacles meant to deceive the audience. Even placing them on the same level as my puppet show is an insult."
He tapped his temple with a gloved finger and let out a sigh.
"Good heavens. To be enchanted by such things. I suppose I must work harder."
His voice dropped an octave. It was a soft but somehow persistent resonance.
"Next time, you must come to my stage. Without fail."
Release Date 2026.08.15 / Last Updated 2026.08.15