Devil's Music

Starting the next morning, I went to the studio every morning. Because it was a matter of focus, I had to leave Red Kessle before Kiska woke up, so I took only three members of the group to the studio, starting at dawn. As I was driving to Lincoln Center in the morning, I saw Logan's shop door open and pulled over. It was dawn time, so there were only one or two people in the street, so I got out of the car and pushed the store door, and the bell on the door rang.

Daughter.

Logan, who was putting the baked bread on the shelf at dawn, roars with a bent waist.

“Welcome! It's still on display, but there's lots of freshly baked bread. ”

Logan raises his head, placing the leftover bread on the tray, and is surprised to see the case.

“K, K!! ”

The gun opens its arms and smiles.

“Haha, Logan! You're doing business early?”

Logan sprints around the counter, throwing a tray and tweezers. He wiped his hands on the apron tied to his waist and hugged Logan, smiling on the face.

“No, what are you doing this morning? Bakeries usually open at dawn. It's good to bake bread that day. If you want to deal with your customers in the morning, you start baking at around 4: 30 in the morning, and you open your shop around 6: 00. Of course, it's got to be around 7: 00 or so. But now it's time · ·”

Logan turns his head to look at the clock and his eyes widen.

It's 6: 10. What the hell is going on? ”

The gun shakes its head with a smile.

“Not a big deal. I had to go to work early to make some music, and I noticed the door was open, so I thought I'd buy a sandwich. ”

Logan rubs his hands against his teeth.

“Oh, yeah? We got Kay, of course we're gonna make him! I have to keep my promise to you! Logan's Special Avocado Sandwich is Free! Hang on!”

“Haha, thank you. Logan.”

When Logan, who had just made two sandwiches in a paper bag, came out of the kitchen alone, sat by the window and looked out the window. Logan hesitates for a moment as he seems to be thinking about something. He kills the sound of his feet and approaches, placing the envelope on the table.

“Well, is there something bothering you? ”

You look at Logan, slightly surprised to think of something else, and smile and grab the paper envelope.

“Ah? Haha, no. Thank you, Logan. ”

Logan sits across the hall and says with a serious face.

“Come on, tell me. The answer to a question is always to find it in a strange place. ”

The gun stares at Logan for a moment and opens its mouth.

“Well, can I ask you a question? ”

Logan claps his hands together.

“Of course! You can do several! ”

“Haha, then · · · Logan. Do you know a band called Montana? ”

“Yes? Isn't that obvious? Who doesn't know a band that famous? ”

“Well, I see. So do you know the last album or song that the band released? ”

Logan thought about it for a moment and said,

“It's been a while, but my last album was Supernatual. ”

Gun flinched and said.

“Well, it's a 1999 album, Logan. ”

Logan scratches his head and says,

“Well, yes. Anyway, the band album is the best. ”

The gun narrows its eyes and asks.

“Why didn't you listen to the last of it, since it's the best band? ”

Logan fixes the pose that scratched his head and thinks. I opened my mouth again after waiting for him for a long time.

“Just Feel Better in 2005, Into the Light in 2007, While My Guitar Gently Weeps in 2011. So why didn't you listen afterwards? Was it a bad song? ”

“Oh, no. It felt like a Mexican rock band · ·”

“Yes, but why? ”

Logan hesitates, no matter what he thinks, and then he asks again.

“Let me ask you the opposite. Then why did you like Montana? ”

Logan glanced at the question as if he was confident.

“I liked the Latin Rock vibe. and a band that plays a really good mix of exciting and sad songs. ”

The gun nods and says:

“Right? And the albums haven't been the same since? The Latin rock vibe would have been alive in every album. ”

Logan mutters faintly, making a difficult face again.

“Well, frankly, every album is the same, and the band..."

The gun opens its eyes wide and looks at Logan. Logan recalled that Gunn and Carlos were close as his eyes grew larger, and said in a cold sweat.

“Oh, no. That's not what I meant · ·”

The gun raises one hand and shows the palm of the hand.

“Wait, what did you just say? ”

“Oh, no. I'm sorry, I think I made a statement. ”

“No, Logan. Say that again. It's okay."

Logan looks at the case and says a little.

“Well, I mean, it's a Latin rock band, but it's like that album, and it's like that song. As soon as I hear it. This is Montana's song! I think it's been active for a long time, but it's not new at all? Something like that. Car, keep it a secret from Carlos. ”

The facial expression changed severely. Logan looks at the case, his fingers twitching, and then raising his head, his expression is a little brighter than before.

“Thank you, Logan. Haha, that was a big help. ”

“Huh? Me, me, what help · ·”

After the gun rose from its place, Logan looked up at carrying the paper bag.

“Huh? Leaving already? ”

“Haha, yes. Thank you so much for today. Thank you for the sandwich.”

Logan stood up with me and said,

“Well, I come here a lot. Kay's always free. ”

“Haha, you can't come here more often if you say that. ”

“Come on, come more often. I'd appreciate it if you'd come when you have some customers, rather than coming at dawn like this. Haha. ”

“I see you, haha. I'll be back tomorrow, Logan. ”

“Then I'm good! Stop by anytime!”

Logan's shop gives you a deeper look at the car ride.

‘Clychet · · · Clychera · · Montana · ·'

The car in question takes less than a minute to arrive in front of Lincoln Center. Gun said to a member of the organization driving out of the car, holding a paper bag.

“This is going to take a long day. Lunch is cheap, so you'll only be out till dinner. ”

At dawn, a member of the group in sunglasses looks down, smiling down to the basement of the Lincoln Center and opens the door to the studio, past the sleeping security guard. An empty studio was frozen in winter weather. When I turned on the light and pressed the button on the heater, I rubbed my hands and sat on the chair until the studio got warmer, and then the temperature rose to some degree, I opened the recording room door and went inside to grab the guitar.

"It's a Montana song, so of course it's a genre rock. But try something other than Latin Rock. You can't just think of it as Kevin's song. This is Montana's song, and it has to be one to make Kevin shine. ’

The gun unfolds the lyrics written by Shizuka in the bag and smiles. After reading the lyrics from start to finish, I nodded slightly and ricocheted the electric guitar that was not connected to the amp. I gasped for a moment and closed my eyes and wrote a musical note.

* *

9: 00 a.m.

Shizuka, who woke up in her own office, came down from bed in her pajamas and opened her base and looked at the watch.

I thought you said Kay was working today. ’

Shizuka, who was looking at the watch for a moment, quickly got up and searched the refrigerator.

“Where's my mother-in-law you sent me? ”

Shizuka, who was searching for the refrigerator for a long time, laughed as she pulled out a wife with a full egg.

“Yes! Here it is! ”

I baked seafood in a frying pan, put the freshly made rice in a lunch box, and took out the bottom dishes. After checking the time when Shizuka was almost ten o'clock, I moved a little faster. Last night, Shizuka thought, closing the lunch box with all the side dishes, after checking the table with the bottle junk on the door of the refrigerator.

‘Today's schedule starts at 3: 00, so you should be able to stay with Kay a little while longer, right? Lulu’

Shizuka in a black coat and fur hat covered her face with sunglasses, then left the officetel with a shopping bag with a lunch box and took a cab. Shizuka, who was dropped in front of Lincoln Town in the morning by quite a lot of people, leapt into the basement covering his face and heard an enormous amount of metal music coming from the stairs.

Are there other bands working? ’

Approaching Studio C where Gun works, Shizuka felt the metal music getting louder and louder and her eyes opened wide.

Isn't this Montana's song? This music...

Shizuka opens the door, looking inside with a small window in the studio door, and the sound of tearing up the room flutters. Shizuka was surprised to see the studio when she felt her head blown off by the sound. After Shizuka's gaze turned back to the inside of the studio for a moment, she saw Shizuka glaring at her sitting on the couch with a clear window in the recording room.

Kiska? ’

Shizuka raises one hand with an awkward smile.

“Keys, Kiska. Oh, hello. You're here with me again today, right? ”

“No, I came with you. ”

Suddenly, Shizuka was shocked by the thick voice behind her, and she looked back and saw Bottle Joon's thin black face.

“Ah! Manager! ”

Byeong-jun pushed Shizuka as if to go inside.

“I didn't come with him, I stepped on my stomach sleeping since morning and begged him to come out. Good for you, by the way. I have a schedule for today, so we can stay here and go together. What's that, a lunch box? ”

Shizuka opens her mouth reluctantly, holding her shopping bag in her hand.

“Yes · · · D, would you like some? ”

“Oh, good. I was hungry because I couldn't eat breakfast. Good. ”

Kiska opened her shopping bag from Shizuka's hand and clapped her hands as she looked at Bottle Jun eating a gross lunch. Byung-jun, who was eating with his head down, suddenly looked at Kiska's smile and tilted his head. Shizuka, who was watching the lunch box that Byung-jun was eating disappear like a crab, said after seeing that she was focusing on her headphones in the recording room.

“But wasn't this work on Montana's album? ”

Byeong-jun looked up at the bowl and said,

“That's what I know. But what the hell is this song? It's like Megades or Metallica, right? ”

There were dozens of musical notes crumpled around him, with headphones on and passionately recording other parts in the eyes of three people.

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