Devil's Music

Suite at Grand Hyatt Hotel, 42nd Street Manhattan East.

Lin comes back to the hotel, sits on the couch and drinks coffee, confirming that she and Carlos are actively discussing Fury's arrangement. Lin, who was touching the table with her fingernails, mutters low.

“Create a new version of Fury, and Gunny wants to get it to as many people as possible in time. But even if you're planning a concert now, the only time you're going to be able to make it to a live hall reservation is after Gunny's vacation. Hmmm · ·"

Lin turns to look at the calendar on the hotel wall. Lin, who was staring at the calendar for a moment, suddenly got up and picked up her phone on the bed. Lin, who called somewhere, turned into a seasoned entrepreneur.

“It's me. Get me to Liverpool Sound City Planning as soon as possible. ”

Lin hangs up her phone, placing the phone on the table, and staring at the black liquid. In less than a decade, the liquid crystal-fired phone vibrates. Lin, who took a short breath, picks up the phone.

“Yes, it's a hand ring. ”

“Yes, Director. This is Ryuway from Strategic Planning. I'd like to connect you with Team Leader Joe Allen of Liverpool Sound City Public Relations. ”

“Yes, please. ”

I heard a signal for a moment and heard the bass of a man with a British accent.

“I'm Joe Allen with the Public Relaxation Team. ”

“Greetings, Fantasy's Hand. ”

“Yes, Director. It was delivered in advance. What's the matter?”

“Are all the musicians in Liverpool Sound City confirmed? ”

“Of course, we only have two weeks until the festival. Equipment is currently being installed after completion of the location. ”

“Could you spare a spot for the performance? ”

“Are you a Chinese musician? ”

“No, it's Montana. ”

Wudang!

You hear something fall over the phone. Lin takes her ear off the phone with an impression that she dropped her handset or something. A moment later, you hear a rustling sound, and the man's voice rings again.

“Hey, hello? ”

“Yes, go ahead. ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. Did you just say Montana? ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

Once again, Team Leader Joe Allen loses his words for a moment. Liverpool Sound City was an international event, but it was not a favorite stage for major musicians. Three days of big music in the city of Liverpool, where the Beatles started their band.

It was a festival, but the stage was a small stage of a shopping mall or a festival using parking lots, warehouses, etc. Of course, there are clubs that are also hosted, but there are other clubs in Liverpool that are smaller than major musicians that have been performed by the Beatles.

Liverpool Sound City was the festival of many indie musicians. If Joe Allen succeeds in Montana's performance, his promotion will be won.

“Wait! Please wait a moment, I will check the schedule table. ”

“Yes, I'll wait. ”

You hear Joe Allen's shout as you hear the sound of handing over the documents long beyond the handset.

“What a tight-knit scheme!!? ”

Fortunately, Lin's face crumples with a desperate shout, not frowning as she lowers her handset. It wasn't until I heard the sound of handing over more documents that Joe Allen spoke.

“I-I 'm sorry, but the concierge is so tightly scheduling that there's no room for Montana. You have to do at least three songs because you're a big musician. ”

Lin taps the table without lifting her phone.

“How about one song? ”

A moment of silence passed over the phone. Team Leader Joe Allen, who appears to be embarrassed, said cautiously after a moment.

“A big musician like Montana comes all the way to England and only plays one song? ”

“Just one song would do it? ”

“Well · · With one song, you can put in as much time as you want when you replace musicians · ·”

“Okay, if you meet our terms, we'll do that. ”

“Th-the conditions? Sir, are you asking for Garrety? I don't have the budget to give a huge amount of guerranty to a big musician like Montana · ·”

“No, our terms are to promote Montana to as many people as possible from today until the start of the festival, to have as many stages as possible instead of one, and to be on an open-air stage rather than a formal club.

Are you sure? ”

“Ah · · · The first is what we want too. And the second is that you can do it any number of times with just one song. But the third thing doesn't make any sense. Liverpool is full of soundproof clubs. I want an outdoor stage where there's a lot of noise.

Is there a reason you're here? ”

Rin sighs for a moment, then says.

“The musician's willingness to connect with as many people as possible. ”

“Oh, I see, there's something different about a Montana musician, haha."

“Then may I know it's possible? ”

“Yes, of course. Could you send me a formal notice of participation by the end of today instead? Marketing on our end costs money, so if you cancel after you start marketing, you lose a lot. ”

“Very well. I'll send it in an hour. ”

“You're refreshing, haha. We'll get the posters ready and ready to go live on your homepage. Oh, excuse me, what song are you going to play? ”

“This is Fury. I'm going to play just this one song on every stage. ”

“Yes? Fury noodles · · vocals..”

“Yes, that's right. Kay will be attending. ”

Wudang!!

Once more, you hear something fall over the phone and Joe Allen's shout erupts.

“Are you sure?! Kei, Kei's coming? ”

Lin lets out a sigh after hearing a combined shout from employees eavesdropping on a phone near Joe Allen.

“Am I hearing this correctly? Director! ”

Lin, who put the phone back in her ear, said in a calm, office tone.

“Yes, you heard me correctly. Kay will appear in Liverpool Sound City. ”

“Y-yeah!! Oh, yes, sir! Let's do a big ad right now! No, I'll spend it all on marketing as well as subsidies! Please take care of the formalities, Director! ”

“Yes, I'll send it right away, so take care. ”

“Thank you! Thank you, Director! ”

Lynn hangs up the phone first, thinking Joe Allen won't stop thanking him for a long time. Lin, who touched her ear with her palm, smiled while drinking coffee again with a calm mind.

* *

Late night.

I reassured everyone that I didn't have to spend the night in an uncomfortable hospital and sent people back. The last of Shizuka, who went home and packed her homemade food and fed it to Kiska and Gunn, was the only two people left in the spacious VIP room. Shizuka's Disease

As I left the thread, I watched Kiska, who was sitting on the bed, quietly looking at her.

Looking at Kiska's cute face for a long time, he said, looking at the girl's eyes.

“I was so surprised when I heard Kiska's voice earlier? ”

As Kiska blinks her big eyes and tilts her head, the gun laughs.

“I was surprised at how pretty and cute her voice was. ”

When Kiska looked up at him, he swept his head.

“I didn't know you had such a pretty voice. It was the most beautiful voice I've ever heard. ”

Just seeing the girl looking at herself, Kiska hugged her and said.

“Aren't you sleepy? Shall we go to sleep?”

Kiska, who was watching the gun lay down and cover her duvet, whispered a small whisper as she watched the back of the case as if she was about to go to the bathroom.

“Is your voice · · · · pretty? ”

My body was stiff trying to cover the bathroom. I looked back in my surprised expression, and I saw Kiska lying there blinking her big eyes, covering her eyes.

“Did you say · · · · again? ”

Gun approached the bed and shocked Kiska with his face.

“Kiska! Say that again, what did you just say? ”

Gun urges Kiska, but the girl's mouth is no longer open. After talking to Kiska for a long time, I got up from bed shaking my head. He scratches his head and mutters as he goes to the bathroom.

“Oh, isn't your head better yet? I think I heard what you said. ”

As she watched the gun go into the bathroom, Kiska smiles small, covered in a blanket.

“You have a beautiful voice. ”

Kiska, who had a blanket over her head, rolled around the bed feeling good. I went to the bathroom and watched Kiska turn into a ghost by drying her sheets.

The next day, the doctor prepared for discharge. After being contacted by the hospital staff, Byeong-jun roughly opened the door of the room and yelled at him for putting a button on his shirt on the bed.

“Hey!! Where are you going? ”

I turned and laughed as I sat on the bed.

“I'm fine, bro. I just had a really bad headache. ”

Byeong-jun stomped toward the bed, screaming, and sat on the couch and looked at himself, shaking his head.

“Kiska, I brought ice cream. ”

Kiska picked up a bag of ice cream from Byeong-jun with a shimmer color. Bottle Joon, who handed the ice cream to the girl, said in a calm tone.

“You asked Director Lynn to perform, what kind of performance does she do with her body? You're not discharging, you're going to be grooming! ”

When I finished wearing my clothes, I smiled and bottlejun didn't open the lid, so I went to Kiska who was trying to open the lid of ice cream by herself.

“You can't just give it to her like this. ”

The gun opened the lid of the ice cream, grabbed the spoon in Kiska's hand and woke up. Seeing Bottle Joon staring at himself with a disdainful look, he smiled and pulled out his coat from his closet and said.

“Not only Fury, but my music is just like my children's. I don't want to be a father who just waltzes in and doesn't take responsibility. I want to fix what's wrong. ”

Byeong-jun frowned and asked.

“What? For what? What's that supposed to mean? ”

Kiska, who was putting ice cream on her mouth and putting her face on the cup, wiped her mouth with a smile.

“We have to go protect our children who are still short. Because that's my father.”

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