Devil's Music

When I came home early in the evening, I left the nanny to take a bath in Kiska and always visited Gregory in the library. The members of the organization guarding the corridor of the main house moved out of the way as soon as they saw the familiar matter.

Knock, knock.

“Come in.”

Gregory opens the door and is slightly surprised to see that the gun will come in advance, then he wakes up smiling.

“It's been a long time since I called, Kay. Haha. Come sit over here. ”

When the gun sits on Gregory's recommended single-service couch, Gregory comes back to the front of the desk and smiles with his arms crossed.

“Yes, did you do well today? Do we like Kiska? ”

“Haha, of course. You've done well. He seemed to like the professors. ”

“Haha, good for you. So, what's going on? ”

In a cautious tone, Professor Corelliano told me that he wanted to teach Kiska. Gun spoke calmly about his appeal to the genius of Kiska while practicing opera before returning to school and not being able to spend much time with Kiska after returning to school. Gregory, who was listening to the case with a serious face, took out a cigar and tied his hand and cut off the end of the scissors.

“Well, I know you can't stay in Kiska and this house forever because you have a job. If you were a regular student, I'd put a lot of money next to Kiska, but if Keira did that to a genius, maybe she'd get attacked somewhere. Haha. So, does Kiska want to do it? ”

When Gregory gives his permission, the case turns around and says,

“Of course! It was Kiska's will to help Professor Leontin Price. ”

Gregory twists his eyebrows as he lights his cigar.

“Kiska? You're saying she's a doctor? How?"

“I didn't speak to the doctor. When Professor Price asked me by analogy if I was right, I found out that Kiska nodded. ”

Gregory crosses his arms, chewing the tip of his cigar, and looks down at the cottage outside the window.

“Our Kiska expressed her doctor · · · not just like and dislike it, but also told us what she wanted to do · Hmm. ”

Looking down at the cottage for a long time, Gregory looks back at the cigar.

“Again, thank you very much. It's all thanks to you that our Kiska is getting better so quickly. I'll trust you on this one. Pay attention to the security issues of Kiska. I bet you can trust that professor, Corelliano. ”

The gun nods, smiling bloody.

“Of course, he's so famous, he's never caused any problems in his life, and he's an accomplished professor who loves Kiska very much. ”

Gregory smiles with a long burst of cigar smoke.

“Okay, so what's Kiska doing at the retirement show for that professor, Leontin? If you play a small role in a foreign language, I'd love to see it too. Kiska doesn't go to school, so she's never been to a fun party. ”

“Haha, of course I'll invite Gregory to perform. Unfortunately, the role of Kiska is not to be onstage. ”

“Haha, at Juilliard, the school of geniuses, we're not going to build Kiska in the retirement performance of a legendary professor. So, what's the play? ”

Gun gets up from the couch and approaches Gregory at his desk, looking him in the eye.

“Kiska will write the lyrics for the opera, based on Professor Corelliano's music and Professor Price's scenarios. ”

Gregory snaps his butt at the desk, startled.

“What? What are you talking about? Are you kidding me? ”

The gun smiles and puts its hand on the waist dance.

“Haha, no matter how close you get, I know who you are, and you're not someone I can play with easily. Haha, Kiska is right to write lyrics. Do you know my song this time? ”

“Oh, yeah, that song. Miroslav told me.He says it's very popular, but congratulations at the last minute. ”

When I played ‘If I could change the world’ out of my pocket with a playful face, I showed him the screen and saw Gregory's words on the liquid with a curious face.

Composition by Kay

Lyrics by Kiska Miocic

Gregory looks surprised, looking at the gun's face and looking for an explanation.

“Haha, really. It's a song written by Kiska in a sketchbook. ”

Gregory was startled and pressed the lyrics on his handphone to see the contents again.

“Yi, is this really what my child wrote? You mean Kiska?”

I smiled and nodded, but I couldn't feel it. I saw Gregory's tears of appreciation for seeing the lyrics a few times. When Gregory turns back to the sky and tries not to shed tears, he silently waits for his heart to sink, remembering that it is in front of the gun. Gregory, who was looking at the sky for a long time, mutters nonchalantly, wrapping his hands around his face.

“Natalie... this is a gift you gave to Kiska. ”

After Gregory falls into the memory of his wife, the case quietly gets up and leaves the room to avoid disturbing him. I closed the door slightly to make no sound, and I saw Gregory's rear view just before the door closed.

‘May your life filled with despair and tears become a light for your daughter. ’

Quietly, when he came to see his wishes and blessings, Kiska was lying on the couch, lying down next to the bottle and looking at something. After Kiska found the case first, she rushed to hug her legs and smiled, laying on her back with one hand.

“Hey, do you have Gregory's permission? ”

The gun grabs hold of the leg, hugs the suspended Kiska, and laughs on the couch.

“Yes, I did. Kiska, what are you doing? ”

Kiska leans over, smiling at Gun's face, and gives out the paper she was looking at.

“Huh? Oh, that scenario you got back there, did you have fun? ”

Kiska nods sweetly, smiling. Gun lowered to the side without looking at the scenario that Kiska gave him, then made eye contact.

“My Kiska. You know you don't have to be good at it, right? Let's just think of it as fun. I'll help you a lot. If it's hard or you don't want to do it, just let me know. Okay?"

Kiska makes a loving face full of eyes and touches the gun's hair. He opened his soles and touched the arm with his toes while lying down with two people looking at each other's eyes.

“Hey, this guy's getting worse. Look, she's only ten years old now. Can you not look at me like that? ”

The gun struck Bottle Joon's foot with its arm.

“Don't say such filthy things, brother. ”

Byeong-jun did not give up, but stabbed the side of the gun with his foot.

“Hey, is it just you or not? Look at Kiska's eyes. Is that just the way you look at me? ”

He frowned and looked at Giska, who was still touching her head. When I saw Kiska looking carefully at the forehead, eyes, nose, mouth and chin with a red face with a smile, I just liked it or said with a funny look that Byeong-jun smiled.

“Hey, you! Child, it's the law on the protection of teenagers' sexes! Son of a bitch!”

“Oh! What are you talking about! Don't talk dirty to me! ”

Byeong-jun raised two fingers and poked the gun in the eye.

“What should I do with this evil look in his eyes? I'll dig it up! ”

“Oh, come on! Go away!”

Gun gets up from the couch with Kiska in his arms, smiling toward the refrigerator.

“Kiska, shall we have ice cream? Have you eaten already?”

Kiska clapped her hands, nodding her head and looking down at the bottle.

“Keisha, you didn't have ice cream today, did you? ”

Byeong-jun lay on the couch and waved his feet.

“I didn't eat. Yeah, let's cool it down with boiling blood ice cream. Young people.”

“Oh come on!! What are you talking about in front of him? ”

“You're trying to talk Kiska out of it, son. ”

“Oh, don't be weird! ”

When I opened the refrigerator, I took out the ice cream I had bought in advance, took out the spoon, sat Kiska on the dining table, and handed out the spoon. Since it was frozen ice cream, I looked down at Kiska, who was eating delicious ice cream with her elbows flat on the table.

“Delicious? Maybe we should try something different next time? ”

Kiska looks at the gun with her big eyes, shaking her head and then grinding her fingers at the ice cream she is eating.

“Haha, is that good? You haven't eaten anything else. Everything else is delicious, Kiska. ”

When Kiska was troubled with a serious face, her cute appearance burst into laughter.

“Okay, so why don't you always buy what you're eating, buy one more flavor at a time? ”

Kiska smiles and nods, giving a scoop of ice cream to the puffer gun. I couldn't refuse Kiska's favor to share her favorite ice cream with a scruffy hand while she was putting the spoon in her mouth. While scratching her belly, I met Bottle Joon who was coming to the table. Byeong-jun saw Gun and Kiska's behavior on his way to the table, then ran to Gun looking up at himself, holding his spoon in his mouth, and hung his headlock behind him.

“Son of a bitch!! I knew it! I'm calling you, you son of a bitch! Spit it out! You filthy bastard!”

“Huff! What are you doing?! Cough!”

Byung-jun shouted, rubbing his face against the house of the scenario that Kiska was watching.

“You bastard, you're getting picked on by an innocent child! ”

“Huff-puff! What a keystroke! ”

“Raise him and eat him! ”

“Cough! Let go of me!"

The house of the scenario that Byung-jun missed fell on the table as he jumped up and down with an impression. He sat down and stared at Byeong-jun.

“Don't even think about it! ”

The case laid eyes on the house while cleaning up the scattered scenario house on the table. While looking at the house scenario for a moment, I was surprised and told Kiska.

“Kiska, why do you underline all the crepes differently? ”

Kiska opens her eyes and grabs the house of the scenario, running to get the crepes, and climbs onto the dining table chair and bites his mouth as described. Kiska picks up the green crayon and draws the line hard in one paragraph. This time, she pulls out the line in pink crayon on the next paragraph. A closer look at Kiska's actions raised his head to the house in a scenario underlined by Kiska.

“Kiska.”

Kiska opened her eyes wide.

“Can you see the color in the letters? ”

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