Fashion Genius Collects Stars - Chapter 95



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Episode 95: The Performance of the Century

Millif Erethicia.

People cheer for her.

Perfect skill.

Perfect fan service.

A cool personality that inspires life.

Her ardent fans went beyond loving her; they worshipped her.

No kidding, wouldn’t there be at least ten thousand people who would be willing to give up their lives for her?

But none of them knew about Millief, who was sitting backstage just before the show began.

back

ha…….

Haaa… … .

A deep, exhaling sigh.

Feet up on a chair.

Crouching back with knees wrapped around.

A cold sweat that comes out moistly.

Millif’s face was pale, and her eyes shook anxiously.

In addition, he occasionally tensed up his whole body and clenched his lips as if his heart was aching.

“Um, um. Shouldn’t we call an ambulance?”

One of the staff members who joined the show for the first time took out his cell phone and said.

Then another staff member stopped him.

“No, that’s how it is before big performances.”

“Huh? Is that how it always is?”

I look back at Millip in surprise.

Now she was rocking her body back and forth.

I leaned forward as if I was going to fall forward into the chair, then fell over so much that I hit my chin on the back of the chair… … .

Shake. Shake shake shake.

The chair she was sitting on creaked as she moved.

Even now, moans were leaking out from between her tightly clenched lips.

“Uh… … . Uhh… … . Hmm… … .”

The staff who were looking at it were suddenly scared.

Oh, I saw that.

My relative who died from a serious illness was just like that… … .

Later on, it was so painful that I even had to take narcotic painkillers… … .

So he had no choice but to ask again.

“Is it always like that?”

“Yes. It’s always like that. It’s like panic. It’s true. Standing in front of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of people. That many people have paid so much money to see me. You have to be the best. It’s not stress that a person can handle. For those few hours that you shine on stage, you endure such long hours of suffering. That person.”

“ah…….”

In fact, it is common for people to feel like their world is falling apart when a few people talk bad about them behind their back.

Even if only a few people are watching me, I worry that I might be ridiculous right now and get anxious. That’s human nature.

The weight that a superstar carries is far beyond common sense. It might be better to be a psychopath.

Millie, with her warm and sensitive sensibilities, had no choice but to bear all the pain and tension alone.

The two steps looked at her with pity, but they could not approach her hastily and just watched quietly.

Then one person looked at his wristwatch.

“Ha… … But I’m a bit worried today. I think things will calm down a bit if everything goes according to plan.”

“Is everything going as planned?”

“Yes. In order to relax, Millief does exactly what she does before a show. She drinks a set amount of tea, eats a set amount of snacks, walks a set amount of time, sits in a set place… … Then she calms down a bit… … Today, she said she really wanted to see someone before the show, so I think that’s why she’s acting like that. She hasn’t come yet. That person.”

“A person? Then, will things get better if that person comes?”

“Yes. It will get better. I’m sure it will.”

“What if… … doesn’t come?”

“Then today’s performance was a disaster.”

“omg.”

Their gaze turned to Millif again.

Millif’s white forehead, soaked with cold sweat, was furrowed in pain.

One of the staff members turned on a fan next to her, but Millie didn’t seem to feel the wind as she just shook her body and muttered to herself, not caring even as her wet hair blew.

* * *

Tutatatatatatatata-!

The noise from the helicopter was tremendous.

It feels like someone is constantly yelling in my ear.

That was actually the case.

Below, as Central Park came into view, Michelle screamed in my ear.

“All! Here! Now! I’m getting off!”

I was so dumbfounded that I just nodded.

When have I ever been on a helicopter?

Honestly, I felt motion sick and scared to death.

The helicopter landed

We ran towards the back of the stage where Millief was waiting, facing the gusting wind.

Michelle said, checking her watch repeatedly.

“5:50! The show starts at 6, so it’s not too late!”

I ran after her.

I didn’t even have time to feel like this was New York. This was Central Park.

She just ran like crazy. Michelle shoved her ID card at the guards who were trying to stop her, pushed them away, and made her way through.

And finally, the back of Millif was visible.

He was standing in front of the aisle leading to the stage, preparing to enter the stage.

however…….

Somehow, her back, which looked smaller and more fragile than usual, caught my eye and stuck in my mind.

Why is that?

Could it be because the concept is to change stage costumes during the performance, so they only wear short, tight-fitting tights and a T-shirt?

Why is it so sad?

Even though I was out of my mind, I felt so sad that I could hardly breathe, and I screamed without realizing it.

“MILF!!!!”

Wince!

She shook her shoulders and looked back at me as if she was jumping.

The pupils shook in the wide-open eyes.

“I’m here! Sorry I’m late!!!”

I’m coming! Sorry for late!

As I shouted with all my might, a sunny smile spread across Millif’s face.

“It’s okay! You just came!”

At that moment, I suddenly felt that she had suddenly grown taller.

Just a second ago, his back looked pitiful and timid, but suddenly he grew as big as a giant and shone like an angel wearing a halo.

“I’ll be back! I’ve reserved the best seat for you! Watch over me from there!”

Millip’s brisk strides towards the stage radiated tremendous confidence and composure.

I’m just walking… … .

This is what a superstar is.

I stared blankly at the sight.

I heard Michelle sigh loudly next to me.

“Ha… … . I’m so glad. I’m so glad… … . I almost got in big trouble.”

I scratched my head and asked, feeling as if I was exaggerating my relief.

“Aren’t you overreacting? I don’t think that Millief would have gotten all nervous and all that if there wasn’t even one person like me?”

Then Michelle looked at me with very complicated eyes and shook her head.

“Let’s talk. Okay. Come this way. I’ve reserved the best seats.”

“Oh, yes… … .”

When I looked back, the faces of the kids in the school zone, the filming crew, and the security guards were all flushed from running and their hair was disheveled.

We looked at each other’s messy appearances, then laughed, put our heads down, and followed Michelle.

* * *

I am an ordinary person.

The only concerts I’ve seen in my life are a couple of school zone concerts.

And I feel sorry for the kids in the school zone… … .

Millip’s concert was truly on a different level.

What should I say about this?

okay.

I found out for the first time that day.

A great concert is like a kind of hypnosis.

The first thing I felt was ‘glamour’.

Music is playing on the stage

The lighting pours down as delicately as the music.

The stage costumes I made, which were occasionally revealed between the lights and were indistinguishable from clothes or just flowing fabric, made the stage even more splendid.

Into the middle of it all walked the superstar, Millie Eretica.

The concert hall filled with 300,000 people, the largest audience that Millif had ever aimed for in her life. The huge space that was bound to be noisy naturally became quiet in an instant.

Millif acted cleverly.

Sometimes as a pure and loving young lady.

Sometimes as a vicious snake.

Sometimes she was an obsessive girlfriend, but then again, she was a free spirit with strong self-reliance.

As the song she sang changed and the tone of her performance changed, she wore one set of clothes I had made for her.

These were not just clothes, but were made like stage props, sometimes wrapped around the body, sometimes dragged across the entire stage, and sometimes barely covered important parts with countless threads.

“Wow… … .”

“Ohhhhh… … .”

As she continued her medley, which flowed naturally without interruption, each time she changed her clothes, the audience erupted in exclamations.

300,000 people swayed like reeds.

They were increasingly enthralled by the feast of pleasant songs, splendid costumes, and stage direction, and were sucked into the stage.

The audience is getting more and more excited.

Their faces were filled with smiles, their bodies were shaking, and some people were singing along to Millie’s song with excitement.

But the atmosphere that seemed like it was about to boil over stopped in an instant.

Rather than continuing with the atmosphere as it was, Millip stopped it for a moment and then brought in someone new on stage.

“It’s Unnie Jinhee!”

Han Min-ha shouted loudly and then covered his mouth, perhaps surprised by his own voice.

But soon the cheers began again.

really.

Because Sung Jin-hee walked out onto the stage.

They said they would invite me as a guest and release a song they made together, and it was true.

I felt a little regretful because I thought that if we had arrived a little earlier, we would have been able to say hello to Sung Jin-hee.

But that thought didn’t last long.

Seong Jin-hee wore a milky-blue, angel-like dress that I made for her.

Millif adorned herself with a rust black dress and mask that I had ambitiously created.

Knox Black is a material that boasts the world’s most perfect black color.

That’s a dress made by coating it thinly on fabric, dividing it into several pieces, and then gluing them together.

Not only was the Knox Black dye itself expensive, but the process of creating it was also terribly difficult.

Perfect black is a color that completely absorbs light.

Like a black hole.

It had no shine or shading, so when you put it on your hand, it just looked like your hand was hollow.

The workbench covered with Knox Black fabric seemed to simply disappear into the night sky, and when I sewed on it with thread dyed Knox Black, I was confused as to whether I was sewing correctly.

If I hadn’t used up all the level points I recently earned to raise the design level to 7, I probably wouldn’t have been able to make it…

I really thought my eyes were going to fall out.

It would have been easier if I could have dyed the clothes with Knox Black after they were all made… … . Because the clothes could have been damaged during the process, I had to dye the fabric first and then make them, which was really difficult.

But at this moment,

I was able to completely forget the hardships of that time.

Sung Jin-hee, wearing a milky white dress and singing with a very transparent voice.

And behind him, the Nox Black’s Millie looked like Sung Jin-hee’s shadow.

If it weren’t for the glimpses of Millie’s flesh peeking through the gaps in the stitching, it would have just looked like darkness.

Millif sang, sometimes revealing his face and sometimes hiding it, wearing a rust-black mask that seemed to disappear into the void when he covered his face.

‘Wow. What is that? I’ve never even made a mask before… … .’

Her singing was as vile, intense, and seductive as the devil’s.

Seong Jin-hee and Millief’s voices were already good together, but they contrasted their singing styles, their lyrics, and even their costumes…

An intense sensation and emotion that gave me goosebumps came rushing through my whole body.

I was left dazed, as if I had been hit hard in the head.

Just like the Stendhal syndrome, where you faint when you see a great masterpiece of art,

For some reason I felt like crying.

It’s not just me.

Everyone did it.

The 300,000 spectators who had been heading towards the crucible of excitement just moments ago were now frozen.

An eerie, breathtaking silence descended upon Central Park, with only the two voices echoing through the air.

At that very moment, I wondered if I had been hypnotized.

Because I don’t remember much from then on.

Before we knew it, Sung Jin-hee, who was a guest, left and from that moment on, Millip started going crazy.

Like a dictator commanding an army of millions, like a saint performing miracles,

She controlled crowds of hundreds of thousands with a single gesture or voice.

When she told everyone to laugh, everyone laughed; when she told everyone to cry, everyone cried.

At this very moment, even mortal enemies can be forgiven, and all humanity is connected by the divine color.

As the performance neared its end, Millip looked at the audience and shouted.

“Love you so much!”

I saw it.

With just those words, many people fall down… …

Oh, that’s not a metaphor.

I literally rolled my eyes and fainted and fell down.

But, somehow, I felt like I understood that feeling.

Because my heart was beating like crazy too.

The seat I was sitting in at that time was a VVVIP seat that overlooked the entire stage of Millief. The fact that they had these seats set up outside was incredible.

But this time, Millif looked straight at the direction we were sitting.

Huh?

Are you making eye contact with me just now?

There were so many people that I couldn’t be sure if they saw me, but somehow I thought I made eye contact with Millief.

And Millif put down his usual charisma and shouted, smiling a little like an idiot.

“I love you!”

omg.

My heart felt like it was going to stop.

I don’t think this was specifically said about me, but…

I screamed in an irresistible urge.

“I love you toooo!!!!”

The power that once made me called the lion’s back burst out again.

Millif covered his mouth and laughed.

And Minseo, sitting next to me, was startled by my loud voice and turned around to look at me.

But I didn’t feel embarrassed at all, like I was drunk.

ah…….

good night.

I haven’t seen the concert many times, but I can still be sure.

If you ask people what the best concert of the 21st century is, they will undoubtedly choose this moment.