Devil's Music

He looks at the house with his arms folded in the hills of the dark snow.

“But you know what? That trail is too faint to say you were favored by Nathaniel. They look alike. ”

Pymon nods as he strokes his smooth jawline.

“I heard your mother was a newcomer. What was she like? ”

After seeing Gamagin provoke Pymon, he disappears.

“Hmph, there's no way that a man who enters 72 demons would do such a cruel thing against humans. He must have been a filthy lower devil. A piece of junk who wouldn't even know his name. ”

“Well, yeah. Perhaps his pathetic new recruit mother drove out the devil? It would have been possible with a weak force, and if the mother was pregnant with the remaining strength, it would be understandable for the child to resemble Nael. ”

“Well, yeah, I guess so. Otherwise, they wouldn't look like that. So you were too weak to do anything about it without the help of Nathaniel? ”

“Yes. We wouldn't feel it if we were blessed." ”

Gamagin glances around the hills at night.

“With the blessing of Nathaniel, there's no way she won't show up until we get this close." ”

Pymon smiles rotten.

“That's what angels do. I just scatter the seeds here and there to help and then I don't take care of them. And when humans go wrong, they brazenly say that they are responsible for misinterpreting the will of God. ”

Gamagin smiles and looks at Pymon.

“Not necessarily, Pymon. You and I are the Devil's position. We have to keep an eye on them by gathering magic from human life. But angels are different. Humans are weak and need to be rescued, and there are many who need to be rescued. There is nothing for them to wish for.

There's no reason to keep an eye on all of you. Therefore, angels are acting differently from us. ”

Pymon speaks out.

“You sound like you've already died an angel. ”

“Haha, did you? ”

“How much strength have you collected? ”

He stretches his arms and looks up at the sky. Gamagin, who felt the cold nostrils of the glowing stars in the black sky, looked back at Pymon and said,

“Not yet. I couldn't absorb it. I hid it. ”

Pymon folds his arms as if expecting it.

“You must have lost that much magic if you absorbed it right away. Losing your magic will soon be away from the throne of 72 demons. So you'll absorb it later? ”

“Well, I hope so. If you lose your strength, you might not be able to hide it anymore. ”

Pymon looks carefully at the kiln nodding, then looks back at the house.

“Do you really think Lucifer doesn't know, Your Grace? ”

The pot stares at Pymon's side, smiling and turning its head toward the house.

“You know that. ”

Pymon glances at the side of the kiln and says,

“You're pretending you don't know. You have no idea, do you? ”

“Yes, thank you for pretending not to know. ”

Pymon loosenes his arms and approaches him a little later and says,

“Beware of Baal and Gusion. You know?”

He narrows his eyes and sweeps his chin.

“At least Baal would be better off. He's the one who's gonna fight face to face. The problem is the Old Zion. That monkey hates me. ”

Pymon nods.

“So am I. Gu Zion hates and hates all the above sequences, so I get jealousy and the same thing every time. No, worse than you, because the difference between him and me is only second. ”

“Yes, but fortunately, he's so forgetful that if he hears something and doesn't care about it, he forgets it well. The moment he cares about is the moment of danger. Keep that information channel open, Pymon. ”

“Yes, I'll be very careful and listen, Mr. President. ”

A moment of silence flowed between the two of them, and Pymon sighed as he saw Midori carrying fruit into the window of the house.

“That girl's mother. There was very little power left in Nathaniel. I don't know when I'll be taken back by the gringos in that state. What are you doing, Mr. President? ”

You close your eyes and mutter something at the bottom of the snowy hill in Pymon's eyes. The pot bows and says.

“I leave the power of my pottery in this land. No one will feel my power and dare to come near me. ”

Pymon asks if he saw a purple glow emanating from his kiln's hand and seeping into the floor.

“Did you plant the power? ”

The kiln raises its head and nods.

“I think that girl will be around my child in the future, so if something is wrong with that family, it will affect my child as well. We've already given him a prophylactic shot. ”

“Hmm, I see. ”

“Now let's hide ourselves. Looks like you've been here too long. Just keep an eye on him until he leaves this land. This land has been inhabited by demons for generations. ”

The body of Pymon, who was watching Shizuka's house with a light head, fades and disappears. The dark hill is surrounded by silence, as if nothing had happened from the beginning.

* *

The filming in Japan was smooth.

Most of the filming was done in the forests of Akita Prefecture, so it didn't catch people's attention, and as the filming continued late every night, Midori who visited the filming site handed out a warm lunch box packed from home, so the staff members of the vigilante smiled for two days in the cold weather.

I paid. After three days in a hurry, the two couples who came to the airport were crying and holding Shizuka's hand, saying goodbye for a long time. Ryosuke and Midori told me several times to hold Byeong-jun and ask Shizuka nicely. You said not to worry.

The peace of mind has barely lifted the couple off the plane and the group has completed a short trip to Japan. It was Shizukawa who went back to school and spent the same life as before, but Fantasy didn't. Within a few days, the production team had a few days to complete the desired level of editing.

After counting the nights, a trailer for the music video was produced, and Lin demanded several re-edits. And finally, five days after returning from Japan, Shizuka's music video teaser was published on Pantageo's website.

Asahi newspaper, Japan.

It was late at night, but reporters who could not finish editing the morning announced the urgency of the deadline, wandering around the office in a hurry. Yu Una, a four-year journalist who joined the newspaper this year, edited an article about Japanese radiation that she wrote just before the end of last year as a celebrity.

I saw Momoko, the friend who moved. Yu-na sighed and asked, seeing Momoko staring at the laptop screen, if he hadn't found an article to write yet.

“Momoko, haven't you found anything useful yet? It's an hour before deadline. ”

Momoko was looking at the laptop screen to make sure she couldn't hear what Yu was saying. The frustrated Yu 'una reaches out and touches Momoko's shoulder, and Momoko, who lifts up his round glasses, turns in anger and shouts out in a loud voice.

“Huh? What? ”

When the reporters who were working because of the loud noise raised their eyes, Yu-na, who looked slightly down with her apology, fell facedown and whispered.

“Why are you talking so loud! ”

Momoko smiled awkwardly, pulling the earphones out of her ears, and Yu asked with small eyes.

“What were you looking at, you don't know what to call me? ”

Momoko pulls out one of the earphones and pulls out the empty chair next to him.

“Have a seat. It's the Fantasy Homepage. Looks like someone new is making a debut. ”

After Yu Na sat down, she put her earphones in one ear and said softly.

“Fantasy is not good except for Kay. I think there are some popular singers in China, but they're not for international exports. If you write a story like that, you'll get mad at the director. ”

“It's a little weird. There's some snow-covered mountain in the beginning of the video, and I don't think it feels like China, but like Japan. ”

“What's that? Maybe they filmed it in Japan. ”

“Anyway, I was just about to call you, so let's see. ”

“Oh, I'm on a deadline, too. I'm busy!”

“This is just over a minute of teaser footage. Just look at this.”

“Phew, okay. Let's get started. ”

When Momoko pressed the spacebar on his laptop, a static video began. Yu Na tilted her head as she heard nothing on her earphones.

“Your earphone seems to be broken. ”

Momoko puts her index finger on her mouth.

“Shh, listen to me. ”

Yu-na focused on the small sound coming from her earphones following Momoko's words.

“Is this... snow trampling? ”

In the footage of Yu 'una's eyes, I saw the bare feet of a woman climbing a snow-capped mountain. The camera slowly climbed up to the white milk calf, shining a pretty foot that walked on the cold eyes with bare feet. I see a dress with white lace starting at the knees and on and on.

The camera shines a woman as you go up, and a woman with long, raw hair and few toilets is captured. The woman smiles up a snowy mountain. The mountain atmosphere was very mysterious, with snowflakes laying heavily on top of the ugly branches.

C. As I was going up the mountain for a long time, I looked at the black space where the two big branches of the woman smiled as if they were the entrance, enjoying the life force of nature revealing a crooked bud among the eyes.

The woman who paused for a moment and looked over to the dark side then walked back out into the forest, clearing the branches. Yu Yuna, who was staring at the mysterious scene, whispered to look at the side of Momoko who was concentrating.

“Awesome atmosphere. But she looks Japanese, right? ”

“Yes, a Japanese woman with a hundred percent. If he's Chinese, he's Japanese. ”

After a long walk through a dark cave in the eyes of two people, she arrives at a huge room with a light piercing through the ceiling and wanders around in a mysterious space with a bright expression. Black Pia in the middle of a mysterious space with forest moss embedded in the walls and little birds flying around.

There was a paddle. A swarm of light descends from the pierced ceiling, reflecting off the black piano and shimmering. A woman with a bright smile runs to the piano and strokes the body of the black and radiant piano. With her eyes closed, she smiled and felt the cold touch of the piano.

The screen approaches her innocent and beautiful face slowly fades away as she closes her smile.

At last, when her eyes opened, the black piano in front of her disappeared and a man in a black suit turned around with black wings on his back. The camera shows a woman staring at the man who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Lost, her eyes closed.

The man shines in the woman's eyes, smiling brightly, turning to her and reaching out his hand. Yu and Momoko, who were watching the video, stood up and shouted, taking off their earphones at the same time.

“Oh my God!! Caeda!!! ”

The journalists who were looking at the deadline bowed their heads and gathered their attention to the two people who were suddenly awake.

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