Devil's Music

Carlos has re-rented the Lincoln Center he borrowed for his last job. The cold winter didn't have to go far, and Lincoln Center's workshop had relatively great facilities. Practice at Lincoln Center, not professional recording.

It's a decision I've made since I was able to digest it with enough equipment.

Upon discharge, I found the workshop where I had dispatched my cup to Byeong-jun's side on the way home with Kiska. The practice room was empty before the case was finished, so the Montana members were resting. Man in an empty practice room.

Without me, I felt a bit cold, so I turned up the temperature of the individual boilers installed by the practice room and entered the recording booth. When I looked at the empty new place on the table, I sat on the floor and looked down at the place.

‘I had no idea. With a pretentious excuse to express the anger within me, I just wrote a song that blames my father, or the parents of the world. It grew up digging for people who weren't actually abused and feeling sorry for their parents.

It would make you express your emotions in anger. Fortunately, the scores that were corrected in his sleep contain affection, so he avoided even the most socially problematic levels. ’

Gun glanced at the wall clock. As the hospital always did, the discharge proceedings took place this morning, so I woke up to confirm that the lunch hour had just passed.

‘We need to think about anger. It is only musical utility to ask for songs expressing my heart. I only tell my story because I empathize with it and act on it. ’

The conversation with the demons I had in my dreams and the time I spent reflecting alone in the drawing room led me to a more mature idea. A member of the team quickly approached Lincoln Center in his bare body because he didn't have a bag with him.

“Are you out already? Would you like to go home?”

Unlike Byeong-jun and Kiska, he smiled and shook his head when he saw more than ten members of the organization guarding the perimeter of Lincoln Center.

“No, I'm going to the school library. I'll be out in a few hours. Would you like to come over for dinner? ”

A member of the organization stood by the case and called out to the other members who were waiting far away.

“I'll take you to the entrance of the school. Go ahead.”

“Oh, thank you. ”

The moment I spoke with the group, people who knew me began to gather.

“Boom! Kaya! ”

“Look at that! I told you I might be able to see you around Julius! ”

“Ahh, look at this, Kay! ”

The fortunate thing about not letting the members go inside was that he smiled at the people who looked at him. Occasionally, someone tries to reach out and touch the gun, but the person with the gun walks away as soon as he shows the gun in his hand. If you're in Korea, go.

Although you may have suspected that the guards with real guns were not scorpions, it was common for American guards to have guns, so people followed a little distance ahead of Julius, just thinking Kay's popularity is highly guarded.

As I stood in front of the school and looked back, I smiled and raised my hand, the cheers of the people who followed me burst out. It whispered to the group members that posed for those who wanted to leave a photo for a while.

“I won't be out for three hours. Maybe it'll take longer. Eat and get some rest. ”

A member of the team looked over the sunglasses and said,

“I'll leave one in front of the school. Let him know if you need anything. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

I smiled at the group member who wouldn't move until the gun went into the school, and he opened the school door. The students who were standing in the hallway talking stopped talking as soon as they saw the case and opened their mouths, but it was too much.

I headed to the library, where there were only a few students who recognized me at the entrance of the library who were occupied with practical schools and vacations, but when I got into the library okay, I wrote a few books about the anger that psychology speaks of.

I found the book and headed to the far corner.

When I pulled out the chair to sit down, I put my earphones on the other side and saw the girl studying, and pushed the chair back quietly. When you look up at yourself, you don't want to interrupt your opponent's studies, but eventually climb up a slightly wider window frame behind the column.

I hid behind the nest and opened the book. It was a few hours after the horrific concentration of politeness fell into the book. Once I looked at both books without lifting my head or turning my head, I closed the book when there was no more bookshelf at the end of the last chapter.

I looked out the window at Manhattan in winter and recalled the contents of the book.

‘Anger must be controlled. However, if you accumulate without letting go of your anger, you will become a vase. Therefore, it is also necessary to express anger. However, there are often times when direct expression is not possible because angry targets are too large. ’

You shrug your shoulders several times after stretching your base, even if your waist is tight.

“I never knew there was a word called the Oedipus Complex, which is why people need to study. I've been living with so much music, I need to read a book. ”

The gun lowers its leg from the window frame and picks up the book.

‘Like Freud said, an extreme dissension about my father did not spread to my mother's lust for ownership, but the conflicts that occurred in the most important period of mental development are still troubling me, and so is Kevin. ’

Gun put the book back in the library, passed by the sleeping librarian and left the school. I was surprised to see the dark sky when I opened the school door and asked the organizer who was waiting for me.

“H-how many hours have I been in there? ”

He said with a bored look in his eyes.

“Five more hours. ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. You must have waited a long time. I'm going back to the practice room. ”

“Very well. Come this way. ”

When I returned to the practice room, I looked at the watch and smiled with apology.

“Well, I might spend the night here. Can you just go away and come back tomorrow? ”

A member of the group shakes his head decisively, even though his nose is red and cold.

“Then Miroslav will kill you. I'm going to rest around roughly. ”

Gun looks sorry.

“You must be freezing · ·”

“I'm fine, go back to work. ”

I'm sorry, but I smiled and said that I couldn't enter the practice room.

“Come to think of it, I'm going to go home one day in the practice room. Let's go back today."

A member of the team said in a hurry that they saw the car moving.

“You don't have to do that for us. ”

The gun waves its hand without looking back.

“Oh, no. I want to go home. Let's go!”

A member of the group who stood long enough to see the car door burning on his own, shaking his head, but a smile came to his face. After a short while, Miroslav, who was waiting for you, arrives at Red Kessle in front of the annex.

“Am I allowed to leave so soon? ”

The gun grins and closes the car door forcefully.

“It's okay. I just had a headache for a second. ”

Miroslav glances up and down and says,

“If you have time, could you tell the boss later?" ”

The gun opened its eyes wide and said.

“I saw you with Gregory yesterday. What happened? ”

The Miroslav glances at the lighted fort with its poor eyes and emits white vapors through its nose. Miroslav turns to look at the gun and opens his mouth with difficulty, briefly showing complex eyes.

“Just, the boss seemed to need a companion. ”

I noticed something and looked into Miroslav's eyes.

“Well, should we go now? ”

“Will you do that? ”

“Yeah, it's not that hard. It's right next door."

“Then please. ”

With Miroslav's guidance, you arrive in front of Gregory's library, waiting for him to open the door. Miroslav, contemplating at the door for a moment, turns to the gun.

“You can go in yourself today. ”

When I never opened Gregory's library door myself, I opened my eyes for a moment, but soon I nodded and knocked.

Knock, knock.

“Come in.”

I leaned against the window to open the door and saw Gregory with his arms crossed, biting the cigar. When he first saw something lonely and lonely, he stopped walking and Gregory turned his head and pulled the cigar out of his mouth.

It's coming.

“Oh, I heard you were discharged. Come on, don't just stand there. Come sit down. ”

When Gun met Gregory, he sat down as if he was familiar with the single-seat couch he always sat on.

“What about Kiska?”

Gregory smiles bitterly and points out the window.

“They'll be waiting for you at the annex. ”

“Ah-ha-ha, I see. ”

I carefully asked Gregory if he felt his expression was unusual.

“W-what's going on? ”

Gregory smiles again. Gregory opens his mouth after a while, folding his arms.

“I'll leave the work here to Miroslav for a while and return home. ”

“Yes? Oh, you're going on vacation? ”

“Well, you could say that. ”

“Is home in Russia? ”

“No, it's Georgia. ”

“If it's Georgia, then · · · · that little country over Turkey? ”

“Yes, after the dissolution of the Soviet Union. ”

“Ah, when the Soviet Union · · · · Gregory was born, it was called that. ”

“Yes, this is where wine was born and where Stalin came from. ”

“Did wine come out there first? I thought you were French. ”

“Hehe, a lot of people think that. ”

“What about Kiska?”

Gregory sighs for a moment, pausing at the last question before looking straight at the case.

“I'll take you. ”

He nodded as if to ask.

“I think I'll have to go to England soon anyway. I have a gig. It's only been a week, but I'll be back before Kiska goes on vacation. When are you coming?”

Gregory's expression stiffens. The case raises the question with a neutral face, and carefully asks Gregory, looking at Gregory's stiffness.

“Are you... going for a long time? ”

Gregory looks at the gun for a moment, crossing his arms and looking out the window.

“Maybe he won't come back. ”

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