Kim and Harako get punished

“…This is all your fault.”

“C-come on. I-it’s not so bad…”

Clad once more in her fine leaf dress, Jira pulled the curtains. The patrons at the casino gawked at the sight on the stage.

A couple of stark naked women were displayed, Kim’s shapely figure and Harako’s slim spectral body. A rope was tied to each of their limbs, all controlled by the giant puppet master above them. They each only wore a tin crown on their heads and cardboard wings on their backs.

To start the act, the puppet master made them do a pirouette, spin on their axis, and then bow before the audience.

“S-see? It’s just dancing," Kim said, trying and failing to not wince. "Could be worse-Whoa!”

“This show will have audience participation. When I say throw, please throw your food at our two puppets here,” Jira cheerfully said while her mother pulled the two girls apart and made them collide against each other.

“…Ow! …You were saying?”

“I mean… It COULD be worse. What if this was a romantic play? At least we are not going to hug and make out in front of all these people. Ouch! Now that would toe-curlingly bad.”

“Get ready for the Birds and the Bees, a comedic recreation of the fight and eventual love between the queens of two warring tribes of fairies ....”

The two marionettes were pulled apart only to swiftly crash into each together again. “Ouch! Maybe it will be a short show?”

“…A four-hour epic that has captivated the minds of our people for centuries…”

“Ow! It’s still could be worse. What if we had to-”

“…Just shut up.”