Devil's Music

Gregory picks up the gun and heads for the fortress. The annex to the right of Gregory's mansion was a single-story space with a garden full of red light that bloomed in winter. Gregory next to the case is looking at a house that feels like a white temple in Greek mythology.

“Do you know the Parthenon in Athens, Greece? It was where my wife and I went on our honeymoon. I wanted to reimagine the hotel Electra Palace Athens, where I stayed. But the terrain over there is too weak to build a four-story building like that hotel. Unfortunately, I had to settle for the first floor. Before my wife left like that, she loved it there. The Cyclamen were planted by my wife. ”

The gun smiles, looking down at Kiska, standing holding her hand with an expressionless face. He bent one knee and made eye contact with Kiska pointed to the house with his eyes.

“Kiska, why don't you and your brother go play over there? ”

Kiska turns her big eyes around and looks at the house. Gregory shakes his head, kicking his tongue with his arms crossed.

“I'm not going. After his mother left, he tried not to go into the cabin. It's the most memorable place with my mom. I used to run all the time in that garden. ”

Looking up at Gregory with his knees bent, he looks at Kiska. Kiska, with the big eyes, was making eye contact with the case. When the gun got up and walked slowly into the garden of the house, Kiska's feet moved slightly, but stopped where they were. When Gregory sighed and gave up, looking at Kiska with his sad eyes,

The sunlight reflected off the windows of the building behind the case when the Cyclamen flowers entered the field. The eyes of Kiska, who saw the sheep shining brightly from the gun, shivered thinly, smiling and reaching out to Kiska.

“Kiska! Come here! Play with your brother!”

In the deep darkness of the Abyss, the brother I met following the light is reaching out his hand with the same smile. Kiska's tiny, lovely feet move slightly. Gregory's eyes widened as he watched Kiska take another step forward. As he slowly approached, Kiska suddenly started running with a small fist.

“Oh my God!! Kiska!”

Gregory screams as he looks behind the running Kiska. Kiska jumps into the flower field and grabs his hand and holds it. Gun smiles, knelt down and hugged Kiska.

“Ouch! Kiska, if you hold it too hard, it hurts. Haha.”

Kiska, who held the gun in her arms, feels her body trembling nicely. She wipes her smile and looks intense. The gun nods at Gregory, staring at both of you in horror from a distance, and Gregory rushes into the garden.

“No, Kiska! What's going on here? You never came into this house, did you? ”

Gun holds Kiska in his arms, raises his body and looks out one hand.

“Don't keep asking your child for explanations. because there are limits to what a child can say with his vocabulary. And there's a lot of thought and improvisation going on. Asking for explanations may give logic to a normal child, but it's poisonous to children like Kiska. ”

Gregory seems to have a point.

“Oh, yeah? Are you also studying child psychology? ”

“Haha, no. I'm just talking about my childhood feelings. I couldn't explain to adults a lot of the things that I dreamed about. ”

I heard the word dream in Kiska's ear in his arms. My brother was dreaming like himself, and I thought I would meet him in the dream, so I could laugh for no reason.

“Huff!! Keys, Kiska! Kiska's smiling, Kay! Keys, Kiska's smiling! ”

Gregory grunts as he sees Kiska smiling a little. Gun opened his mouth again without giving Kiska any attention.

“Don't be surprised by trivial behavior. So the child may not want to act surprised by the father again. Just treat her as you would a child's life. Surprise yourself. ”

Gregory rushes to his senses and lowers his hand. Gregory said, holding the case in his arms and fixing his gaze on the case's face, he felt a little disappointed.

“Too bad I'm not the one sending that smile. Tsk.”

“Haha, you'll see it someday. Let's go inside. Oh, my gosh, we're heavy on Kiska. Is that because you're ten? I'm having a hard time, haha. ”

He blushes slightly at the fact that Kiska is heavy and twists his little feet as if to ask you to get off. With a smile on his face, he lowers Kiska and makes eye contact with her, turning his head slightly red. He said that he pinched Kiska's cheeks slightly because he looked so cute.

“Haha, the little lady is already ashamed? Do you want to come in with me? ”

Gregory looks at Kiska, blushing and turning his head. He tries to scream and shuts his mouth.

Oh, my God, we just met, and you're already expressing yourself? What couldn't I have done for four years? ’

He holds Kiska's hand and looks back at Gregory, standing at the door of the house.

“You have to open the door, Gregory. ”

“Ah! It's open, it's in my house too, huh. ”

“Oh, yeah! I forgot it's the same house because it's different, haha. Shall we go in, Kiska? ”

Kiska stands at the door and beans dips one toe into the floor. When I saw her, I got down on my knees again and made eye contact with Kiska, and I could see the girl's big look of anxiety. He smiled comfortably and made eye contact with Kiska in a calm voice.

“Are you okay? Should we not go in? ”

I sought his opinion rather than reassuring him that the case was okay. Trying to reassure him was because he thought it was just a forced emotional infusion of adults from a child's perspective. Until Kiska answered, she quietly looked into Kiska's eyes and came out of the garden holding Kiska's restless eyes without any particular reaction. Gregory, who was looking at it, asked.

“Aren't you coming in? ”

Gun grabbed Kiska's hand and went into the flower garden.

“I don't think I'm ready yet. Come, play here in the garden with Kiska. There's the swing. Let's go for a swing. ”

Seeing a white iron swing in the middle of a muddy flower field, Kiska grabs her hand. Kneel down again and face Kiska's eyes.

“Kiska, do you want to ride a swing? It'll be fun if you push me. What do you think?”

Kiska smiles as if she knew.

“Really? Let's get in! ”

When Gunn lifts Kiska up in a flash and puts her on a swing, Gregory looks at her curiously.

“What are you doing? Kiska was still expressionless. What did you think she agreed to? ”

Gun turns behind the back of Kiska sitting on the swing and pushes the swing.

“When I talk about things I don't like, my eyes get nervous. When I asked him about swings just now, he was expressionless. because that's an expression that you don't hate. ”

“Really? You seem to know our Kiska better than I, the boy's father. ”

“Haha, no way. I'm not sure. You must take him to a specialist. I'm not a child psychologist. If you misbehave with the common sense of adults for no reason, your child's condition could get worse. ”

“At least twice a week, a child psychologist visits and receives two hours of sleep treatment. ”

Gun continues to push the swing of Kiska.

“Was there any professional behavior? ”

Gregory crosses his arms and sweeps his chin.

“We need to know the signs of pediatric depression. He also said he was too young to use antidepressants to direct his therapy to family therapy and psychotherapy. There's no biochemical or genetic cause, and they prescribe it for depression due to environmental factors. ”

“Has Kiska changed since she was treated? ”

“Of course, of course. He didn't even come out of his room. After a year of treatment, I could barely get around the house and garden. ”

“It worked, though, just as I thought we needed an expert's touch. Please let me know if your doctor says anything unusual after you receive treatment. I think I should keep that in mind. ”

“Of course. I'll let you know. ”

“Well, would you stop going in, Mr. Gregory? I'll stay with the baby. ”

“Huh? You want me to come in? Why?”

“I want to give my child a comfortable environment to play in. You're gonna watch the whole thing anyway, right? ”

The gun points to CCTV installed everywhere. Gun counted the number of CCTVs around him by hand and said:

“There are more than ten in the garden. It's in the house, isn't it? ”

“Well, yes. ”

“Then don't worry, go to work. I'll play with Kiska. ”

“Well, can I? Oh, no, is that better? ”

“Haha, you seem to have a lot of work to do. Go now. ”

“Okay, got it. This is my business card. Call me if you need anything. ”

Gregory smiles as he takes his golden business card.

“What a gorgeous business card. Haha”

Gregory smiles fabulously.

“Keep that business card. If I show it to you when I see you in the back alley somewhere, I'll run away. Haha. Then I'll go. Take good care of her."

After Gregory left, he slowly opened his mouth as he shoved his swing without a word for a long time.

“Send me a signal if you want to stop riding. ”

Kiska, who was struggling with the swing's rhythm without any sign of wanting to continue to ride the swing, lifted her index finger slightly from her little hand after riding the swing for a long time. Focusing on Kiska's reaction, he looked at his finger and smiled.

“Did you give the signal? Haha, thank you. Then let's get out of here. ”

Stopping the swing slowly helped Kiska avoid dizziness and then getting off the swing. He approached Kiska, bent his knee and pointed toward the door.

“Would you like to come in? ”

Kiska looks at the door with big eyes. Seems a little shaky around the eye, but unlike before, the gun leaves Kiska's hand and faces the door alone. As Kiska, who was left alone, wriggled his hands and looked at the back of the gun, he looked at Kiska again at the door and smiled brightly.

Kiska jumps at the shotgun, smiling silently, and raises Kiska.

“Yes! Then let's go inside! ”

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