Devil's Music

I didn't notice three people outside watching me writing songs while maintaining focus. When I was playing guitar with my headphones for a long time, I pressed the stop recording button and sighed. When the gun opens its eyes, you see crumpled, torn scores lying dizzy on the floor. I picked up one of them and opened the crumpled one and looked again. I frowned.

‘Phew, it's not as easy as I thought. ’

The sheet of music that the gun was opening was full of red notes. While looking at the sheet music for a moment, I looked at the crumpled piece of sheet music rolling around on the floor, holding a half-torn sheet of sheet music. This note was filled with black notes. I looked at the two musical notes alternately, sighing and placing the musical notes on my thighs and folding my arms.

‘It's about how to interpret it. Will it go to red with fury, or black feelings of anxiety, darkness, despair and silence?’

Bottle Joon looks puzzled when he sees the gun grabbing his head or scratching his head.

“What is she doing? ”

When the gun grabbed his head like a half-crazy person or spread out a crumpled sheet of music, and then tore it again and flew it into the air, Kiska laughed if it was fun, and Byung-jun tried to enter the recording booth if he was worried. The white hand of Shizuka rises above the black hand of Bottle Jun who just grabbed the door hook. Byeong-jun, who was about to open the door, turns to Shizuka and shakes her small head.

“You know creation involves pain, Manager. ”

Byeong-jun takes off Shizuka's hand, grabbing her wrist, and fingers the door.

“Can't you see he's in there right now? What's gonna happen to him? Wouldn't it be better to tell them to take a break? ”

Shizuka shakes her head with determined eyes.

“No, I prefer to leave it alone. I can assure you. ”

Byeong-jun, who saw Shizuka's eyes, thought for a moment and then retreated. Fortunately, in the recording booth, he heard music again, closed his eyes, and saw the watch.

“Wow, time flies. Kiska, let's go home. I have to take you home and schedule a Shizuka. ”

Byung-jun called Kiska in her coat, but Kiska said she didn't want to hide behind the sofa with her butt out. Byeong-jun went to catch Kiska, but the girl who was running away from the cooking was eventually caught by Shizuka. Shizuka, holding the shoulder of Kiska, who was about to spray his hands with an impression, knelt down and said with a serious face.

“Kiska. You don't want to interrupt Kay, do you? ”

Kiska struggled and reacted to Keira. Shizuka quickly pointed to what appears to be a window in the recording booth.

“Kay needs to be very focused right now. You're gonna break that focus. So am I, right? So I still have some time left, but I'll be outside while the manager takes you home. There's only one reason. Because I don't want to be a distraction for Kay. Kiska, aren't you? ”

After stopping, Kiska glances at Shizuka's face and turns to the case in the recording booth. Shizuka smiled as she saw the case for a moment, pushing Shizuka back, then running to shove and holding Byeong-jun's hand.

“Yes, we're good at Kiska. ”

Byung-jun looked at the watch, smiling and looking away at Kiska.

“Let's go quickly. I'll be late if I have to.”

Shizuka, who was looking at the case in the recording booth with her sad eyes, knew that she would not hear it inside, but closed the door silently and went out. The fact that three people didn't even know it was there keeps filling out the sheet music, tearing it apart, and pulling out a new sheet of music again. The scratch on the back of his head lowers his gaze for a moment and speaks to himself.

“What is my current emotion? Do you hate him? Maybe I'm still a little fuzzy for hating. Do I have to confer this vague emotion on him? No, then this music is meaningless. It's better to express the anger I felt at the time. ”

You pick up the sheet of music that is full of red notes from the sheet on the floor and spread it out again.

“Express your anger immediately from the A Verse. It is also to shine a light on Kevin, but in order not to miss the tension of this song, the guitar and the base must be constantly struck. We need to find harmony in it again. ”

I put the chair away and put the guitar on the floor of the recording room, and I wrote a note on the sheet with a pen. The studio door outside the recording booth opens quietly while the gun is blindfolded. A very blonde boy with a cold expression came in first, sat on the couch where Kiska was sitting and folded his arms. A moment later, the black-haired man enters the suit wearing black leather gloves. The man who was watching the recording booth with the brief incident sat next to the blonde boy, and the blonde boy said.

“You're welcome to keep it that way, Mr. President. ”

The kiln hangs its chin and looks at the unseen window with complex eyes.

“Hmm · · · Pymon What do you think? ”

Pymon says without taking his eyes off the recording room window.

“It's not your intention. Listening to your child's music is more likely to emit negative energy. We have to stop it.”

He sighs with a worrying look on his face.

“Phew · · Right. ”

Pymon turns his head toward the fork next to him and says with a serious expression.

“I know why you're worried. But we have to, Mr. President. ”

“Mmm-hmm ·”

Pymon says, as he still looks troubled.

“If you just wanted to fulfill your goal, you would have mentally assaulted your child. It would have been quicker to make it your Marionette. I know you already think of him as more of a surrogate. It makes sense to me, too, that we've been watching him together for over 20 years. ”

As Pymon reaches out and stirs his hand in the air, a golden error spot is drawn in the air. Once again, Pymon reaches into the gun-toned recording booth, grabbing his fist as if it were absorbing something, and sprinkles it on top of the gold spot, and red notes stick into the gold spot. Pymon opens his mouth to see the notes embroidered in the air.

“All notes are red. There are also two instruments that fight each other. This is definitely a new attempt, and it's very likely to be appreciated by professional musicians. And for people who like rocks, it's going to be a new rock form. But then everyone who listens to the kid's music will be emitting negative energy. ”

The kiln claps its mouth shut and just stares at the window, saying Pymon is frustrated.

“Are you going to leave it alone? He is already loved by many in the human world. When that kid speaks, a lot of people will hear, and the negative energy that they're putting out may be the amount that can blow up all the plus energy that they've saved up, Mr. President. ”

The kiln closes its eyes.

“Summon Amduras. ”

“Yes, Mr. President. ”

“Not now. ”

“Yes?”

“The manager will carry the sheet music with him when he goes to Mexico to sign a contract. Use your hands then. ”

“Hmm · · · Yes. ”

The kiln stood up and said.

“Tell them to stop by before they use their hands. ”

Pymon rises up and asks.

“Do you have something to say? ”

He put his hand in his pants pocket and said,

“Don't change all the children's music. ”

“Yes? What do you mean, Mr. President? ”

The kiln lowers its head for a moment, looking down at the floor and saying,

“Only ten notes of a child's score. That will do. I will ask you to keep your hands to a minimum. ”

“Hmm · · · Will that be all? ”

“Don't look down on the Devil of Music Amduras, he's lower in rank than we are, and there's no one who can deal with music. ”

Python raises his hands, shivering.

“Hehe, he's so reckless, I keep forgetting he's one of the 72 demons. Okay, I'll do that. ”

When the pot nods and tries to go outside, Pymon calls for the pot to be erased with his hands on the embroidered sheet in the air.

“But, Mr. President, Can I ask you a question? ”

The kiln that was about to leave looks back.

“What?”

Pymon folded his arms and touched his lips as he looked at the sheet music in the air, pointing his fingers from eight words to the end of the sheet music and asked.

“Look at the sheet music here. Can you feel the guitar and the bass fighting each other to eat each other? It's like two predators fighting. Is this how it's going to be? ”

GaMagin looks at what he's pointing at and smiles.

“Do you know of any sea creatures that humans eat called squid? ”

Pymon tilts his head and moves his fingers to the ground.

“You mean the one who looks like this? The one with the dried-up hat? ”

“Yeah, he looks like that. ”

“Yes, I know, but... why are you telling me this all of a sudden? ”

The pot approaches Pymon and stands in front of the sheet music.

“The squid is in a hurry and dies soon after being caught at sea. Fresh live squid and dead squid are worth every penny. Humans use their best efforts to keep them alive until they sell them. ”

As Pymon listens silently to his words, he speaks.

“Do you know how to get a squid to shore? ”

“Well, I don't know. Will it create an environment like the sea? ”

“Hehe, there's no way we can build such a facility on a small gravy boat. ”

“So what do you do? ”

The sheet of music, embroidered in the air, disappears as if scattered by the wind, as the kiln raises its hand and pokes at the area where the guitar and the base are fighting.

“I put the squid in the fish window under the boat, and then I put together a couple of his natural fish enemies. ”

Pymon bites with surprised eyes.

“Yes? Then they'll all be eaten inside, won't they? ”

“Haha, you said a couple, right? They can't eat all the squid they want. ”

“Ah · · · How can using that method help save the squid? ”

“Hehe, the squid who saw the fish in there is running away with all his might. There's a will to life. We take them ashore while constantly struggling to survive, and it keeps them fresh. ”

Pymon looks at you quietly and nods deeply.

“If you put the word music in the squid, it simply adds up to what it says. ”

He walks out the door again.

“Yes, deep. There's a reason I chose music to go back to being an angel. However, if you fight like that and eat each other like that, you won't be able to relax until the end. Finding harmony in it will be his job. ”

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