Devil's Music

Spectacular yet antique corridors in the White House, Washington, USA.

Matt Wesler, the senior secretary of the president, walks down the hallway with a piece of paperwork on his side. Met arrives at the secretary's office in front of the president's office, nodding, looking at his desk, and she answers the phone.

“Chief Secretary Matt Wesler is here. Yes.”

The secretary hurriedly ran to the door and said.

“Come in. ”

As the secretary opens the door, a slight ceremonial mat enters the Presidential Office, listening for a small, regenerating Fury and noticing Herald Winston turn his chair toward the window. When Matt approaches his desk, he sees a large speaker spewing out the music of a beating that sounds small, but exciting, and then puts the document on his desk.

“Here's a report on the status of Master Kevin and Kay. We also investigated the sales of Montana's album inventory. ”

Harold Winston gestures without looking back.

“Yes, tell me. ”

Matt saw Herald Winston still in the background, holding up his paperwork and reading it in an office tone.

“Young Kevin returned to the United States two days ago. His current residence is Hughes Officetel Fant House in Midtown, Manhattan, and he lives with Carlos Montana. In addition to Master Kevin, it has been confirmed that he lives with a Mexican drummer named Jose Alanis. ”

Herald Winston lowers his head slightly and says,

“That's a relief. The CIA had an emergency with the President's son in a foreign country. Go on.”

Matt begins to read the document again.

“Kay is only visiting a factory in North Dakota and dining with the factory owners and their home in Red Kessel. Sources say he's holed up in an apartment where he lives and he's doing some research. There was no more information in the cabin than the manager of Fantasy and Keisha Miochi. ”

Matt reads the document again, noticing Herald Winston nodding his head.

“Here is Montana's album sales performance: Today, by 24: 00 yesterday, on the ninth day of album release, there were over six million sales. We only count parts sold in the U.S. and Europe, and we estimate more than 10 million if we count them in Asia, but it is difficult to estimate the exact sales price as we have not yet reported the exact data on the Asia side. ”

Matt handed over the documents and checked the back and said,

“Derivatives tell us that CD player manufacturers and repair companies are having a blast. The record production plant has already covered the total album production in Montana over the last two years, so Montana has officially announced that it will not publish digital albums, which has significantly increased CD player sales. ”

Herald Winston looks out the window and asks.

“Montana moved the company, right? ”

“Yes, I moved to Kei's company, Fantasy. Master Kevin had originally signed a contract with Fantasy, so it shouldn't be a problem. ”

“I see. Thank you. Is there anything else to report?" ”

Matt reviewed the documents to the end, folded them over and put them on his desk.

“Check the paperwork for the small stuff. I've seen all the thick stuff. ”

Herald Winston nods, never looking back.

“I see. Well done, go ahead. ”

After Matt's funeral, he approaches the door to leave the office, hearing Herald Winston's voice behind him.

“Matt.”

As Matt stops and looks back, Herald sighs and asks.

“I was the father of a family before I was president of the United States. Right?"

Matt looks back at Herald Winston with serious eyes and turns to a cold expression again.

“You were the president of the United States before you were the father of a family. Think about it.”

Herald Winston, who was silent for a moment, said:

“I see. That's what you think. Okay, get out of here. ”

Matt opens the door with a cold face and leaves Herald Winston alone to open the drawer and remove the cigarette he had sealed and light the fire. He covers his eyes with his hands after coughing a few times about smoking again in a long time. The sound of the battle between Fury's repeated repetitive performances echoes into his ears.

Every child's story begins with the parents.

(All children's stories start with their parents)

* *

Red Castle Night.

Sitting on the couch of the annex, playing with Kiska, I saw Bottle Joon come in, furrowing his eyes sitting on the shoulder of his coat.

“Brother, are you here? You did well today.”

Byung-jun took off his coat and held it in one hand and smiled.

“Yes, Shizuka's busy, so I'm busy too. What were you doing?”

“I was playing with Kiska. ”

“Did you? Kiska, did you eat? ”

Sitting on the floor, he saw Kiska nodding, rubbing her chubby cheeks and placing her coat on the couch.

“Director Lynn will be here tomorrow. ”

Gun stood up with his coat.

“Is it because of Montana's contract? ”

Byung-jun untied his tie and threw it on the couch.

“Yes, at Montana level, you have to sign the contract yourself. ”

The gun picks up the tie with an impression.

“Come on, there's a hanger. Why do you always do this when all you have to do is hang clothes with the energy you throw on the couch? ”

“This is comforting. Don't nag like your wife, or a man will get stuck like you. A man's got to be dirty. Isn't that right, Kiska? ”

Bottle Joon, who didn't know what he was talking about, woke up with a smile as if he was blinking his big eyes and pinching his cheeks slightly.

“Oh, I have to go to bed with the shower early. If you want to sign Montana early tomorrow morning and schedule a Shizuka afternoon, you need to get some sleep. They both grow up early. ”

When Byung-jun entered the shower room, he saw that Kiska was also sleepy. He hugged her and headed to bed. I laid her down and picked up a book of fairy tales from the bookshelf and sat by the bed.

“Let's read a book about wolves today. ”

Kiska, who was looking at the case with sleepy eyes, turned around and smiled as if she wanted to read something, and began to read the book.

“A boy in an Indian village once compiled stories from a wise chief. The chief says there are two wolves in everyone's heart. One wolf is a wolf in the name of joy, hope, joy, and the other wolf is a wolf in the name of despair, grief, and tears. Two wolves are always biting and fighting each other in their hearts. ”

After the case was handed over to the bookshelf, the horse was spoken.

“The boy asked. If two wolves fight, which one wins? ”

The gun hands over the bookshelf again and pauses for a moment. Reading the sentence in the picture book, which was only a few letters, said quietly and badly.

“The chief said, The one you feed wins. ”

Looking down at Kiska, who was snoring and falling asleep, I read the book in my hand again from the beginning. Although it was a short book, I read it again three times, turning off Mood's back, quietly coming out of the room, I picked up Fury's musical notes on the lighted living room table and headed to my room. You turn off the room light, lie on the bed with the stand turned on, and look at Fury's sheet of music and touch the note with a purple outline on the red note.

‘If I had recorded the same music that was only full of red, how many people would I have fed the wolf in their hearts? ’

I was thinking about it for a while, and I smiled.

‘What a great person I am,' he said. ’

The gun swept through the note and got to thinking again.

‘I haven't figured out how to draw the border yet. If I can figure this out, I can get to a little higher than I am now. ’

I got up from my bed and put the sheet on my desk and looked right through it. I read the sheet music three or four times from the beginning and started copying Fury out of a new misdirection. Despite relying on the score from start to finish, all the notes were painted in red. The new, crumpled sheet of music grabbed my head and ripped it off.

"What, I didn't change my tune, I drew the same thing in the shop or in the flat, why do I only draw red notes? What did I do that night in my sleep? You don't remember! ’

He leaned down and scratched his head on the desk. For a long time, my head suddenly fell off the desk with my forehead. When the clock on the wall of the sleeping gun room slowed down, and the sound of the clock's taper slowed down, it finally completely stopped, all the colors in the gun room lost its color and turned black and white. A dark and gloomy vortex strikes from the ceiling of the gun room, and a large, black hand protrudes out of the chamber, grabbing the sleeping gun and dragging it into the black space.

When he opened his eyes after a long time and realized he had fallen asleep on his desk, the place with the gun was not in front of his room desk, but in the grass in the forest. When I looked around, it was a strange forest that did not hear the sound of birds or bugs, even though it was in the forest. The strange forest that the trees and flowers had never seen in their lives gave them an ominous feeling, even though it was daytime. When I touched the flower petals mixed with purple and red, I tilted my head.

“What kind of flower is this? Where am I?”

As I was walking through the forest, I noticed a huge castle built on a cliff. Throughout the day, bats were flying around the castle with castles as thick and sharp as Dracula's, and the jeopardized castle had an ominous black outer wall.

“It's cool, but · · · Is it a dream? ”

You feel that the ball doesn't hurt as you pinch your cheek and nod.

“It's been a long time. ”

As I approached the castle with relief from the dream, the blonde beauty standing in front of the castle found the case and approached. When I saw her coming from afar, I opened my eyes wide and thought.

‘What a beauty. By the way... I think I saw it somewhere... Where did you see it? ’

As soon as the woman approached, she grabbed his hand. The woman smiles and says, startled by her sudden actions.

“Welcome. I was always thankful to be with Kiska. ”

I said with a frown on my face.

“Keys, Kiska? Do you know Kiska?”

A beautiful woman nods and smiles upon application.

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