Devil's Music

After seeing Byungjun and Kiska hanging out in the window of the annex, I thought for a moment at the door. I turned around and sat down on a white swing in the garden, rubbing my feet in front of the door, making sure my feet didn't fall off. On the floor above the swing

I just remembered a conversation with Gregory in my head about dropping the line.

“What do you mean, you're not coming back? ”

Until then, I thought Gregory was making a mean joke. However, seeing his solemn expression, he sat down and asked.

“Tell me, Gregory. Did something happen? ”

Gregory leans against the window and approaches Gunn. Gregory lowers his gaze, looking up at you for a moment on the couch, and bows his head.

“I was born under my father, a horse rancher in Georgia. At that time, our village was very peaceful, but it was also a place with clear limits to what a dreamy boy could do to grow up. You know, just following your dad around, raising horses, or building farms.

It was all I could do. ”

Gregory picks up a poem on the table.

“I was 15 years old. I heard on the radio that Boronesch was looking for a worker to work in an automobile factory. There was no such thing as a car in our town back then, it was so rural. But I did see a passing car once. It was amazing.

I snuck out of my parents' house with a vague dream of working in a car factory. ”

Gregory bites the cigar and raises the lighter.

“Maybe my parents found me a lot. But I never returned home. I didn't even go when I heard my father was dead. although, of course, I'm paying for my mother's living. ”

Gregory lights his cigar on fire. Gregory spits out thick smoke, momentarily jolting.

“I just walked. I looked at the map, I walked the road all night, I got a wagon that I was passing by. It took me a week to get to the train station for the first time in my life. He took the train out of the house with the stolen money to Boronesch. But there was no place to write me, young man.

It was only 15. I was stuck in a rural village and didn't know the economic downturn of the Soviet Union at the time. ”

Gregory twirls his cigar from his mouth.

“There weren't many things I could do that didn't have money or jobs. But I had to live like a bad guy, so if it was money, I did what I had to do, even if it was bad. I had to live first. I was working in the back alley, and I realized that the moment I looked ridiculous to others was the end.

And I've become more and more cruel and cold-hearted than anyone else. ”

Gregory comes back to the couch, watching you listen to him with a serious look.

“As you can imagine, I've come a long way to this day. I've killed over a hundred of them myself. Huhu”

Gregory smiles spontaneously, looking down at his hands. Gregory clenches his fist as he flips his palm and looks at his hand.

“For once in my life, I regretted that I was walking this path. Other than that, I've always been proud that the little rascal on the street became the boss of the Red Mafia's natural gas mafia. ”

You nod as if it were a guess.

“Must have been the day Kiska's mother died. ”

Gregory nods, smiling powerlessly.

“Yes, I did. She died and painfully killed each and every one of the people who did this to her. But I couldn't escape the futility of losing her. I can't live without booze every day. I've been drinking every day for over a year. Yeah. Yeah.

One day, I saw my daughter, Kiska, who was sitting by herself, painting and playing. ”

Gregory bites his cigar again and takes in a deep smoke.

“From that day on, I swore on my wife that I would give my daughter everything. So Kiska tried to do whatever she wanted, but she didn't ask me for anything, and she just treated me with an insensitive silence. I did everything I could to make her better.

I was out of line, and soon I met you, Kay. ”

Gregory puts his hand on the shoulder of the gun and smiles.

“Now Kiska is able to express herself, and she often laughs and cries. You don't look like you did before you met him. I'm grateful to you for the improvement in Kiska's condition. ”

“No, Gregory. I didn't do much. ”

Gregory grins and taps his shoulder.

“Even if you deny it, it's true. ”

Gregory slaps his shoulder and moves away again, and the gun grabs him by the wrist.

“What does it mean · · · that you might not come back? ”

Gregory looks down at the hand that grabbed his wrist and turns his head again. Thanks to Gregory's natural movements, he missed his wrist and saw the back of his head. His shoulders, which always seemed to be worn out, were somewhat saggy. Gregory goes to the window, lights up.

I looked down at the lost cottage.

“I regretted it for the second time not long ago, my job. ”

You look at Gregory with sad eyes.

“Is that why you can't be found to be the father of Kiska · · ·? ”

“Hehe, that's right. It's already becoming an obstacle to his future. Kiska is already famous, but I'm not supposed to reveal that I'm his father. Do you know what that feels like? A father who can't even say hello to his doctor for his daughter.

I mean it. ”

The gun trembles. It was because Gregory's heart could not be fully understood, but his heartache had spread. Gregory smiles as he sees the gun make a sad face.

“Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not leaving to stop my daughter's future to be a father to her child. ”

“I didn't think of that at first, but why are you going away so long? ”

Gregory opens the desk drawer, pulls out a dusty frame and blows afterwards.

“Hehe, I have a mother, too. Do you want to see?”

On the frame that Gregory handed out, a small countrywoman smiled brightly as if she had lived through hardship. Gregory can't take his eyes off the picture, removing the dust from the very old frame.

“This is the only picture of my mother. I haven't seen him since he was 15. ”

Gregory sets the frame on his desk and says,

“I thought that it was wrong for a child not to do everything he or she did, and to want to be treated as a parent to his or her child. That's why I'm going. I'm going to show my granddaughter to my mother, and we're going to spend the rest of our lives together. ”

“Ah · · Right. ”

Gregory stands up and smiles.

“I'm just going to tell Kiska I'm going on a trip to see my grandmother for a while, would you tell her that? ”

The gun looks out the window for a moment and nods.

“I understand.”

“Oh, I'll tell Miroslav to stay here, even if we're not there." You'll get the same security as before. ”

“Yes, I'll think about it and then I'll tell you again. ”

“Yes, you were discharged on a very heavy topic. Get some rest, Kiska will be waiting for you. ”

I got up from my seat and looked behind me as I left the room.

“Do you have my song in the background where you made that decision? ”

Gregory looks at the gun and shakes his head as he makes complex eyes.

“No.”

I sat on the swing and recalled a conversation with Gregory and sighed as he laughed as if he was having fun with Byeong-jun.

"Maybe I'll never see you again?" ’

I felt my legs twitching for some reason. I wanted to get up from the swing and stay another minute with Kiska, who might not be able to see me for a while, but my legs didn't move. I used the dragon to get up, and I sat on the swing for a little while, and then I woke up in a long time.

When I opened the door, Kiska, who was sitting on Byungjun's boat lying on the couch, pushed him out with her feet and smiled, jumped.

My eyes were sad when I looked down at Kiska, who was holding the leg in her happy expression. Kiska, who grabbed her leg, looked up and quickly avoided her gaze without looking at her.

“Kiska, are you enjoying yourself? ”

I could feel the girl holding her legs nodding her head, but she took off her coat and said that she didn't have the confidence to make eye contact with the girl.

“I did. I'll be right back. ”

When the gun pushed the leg and stepped forward, I saw the back of Kiska, who had lost her grip of the bridge, being distanced by a large gaze. I bowed my head to the door of the closet where Kiska, who was walking along the way to the bathroom, was closed. I'm impressed by Byung-jun who was looking at it.

He rushed to hug Kiska and yelled at the closed bathroom door.

“Son of a bitch! Kiska's been waiting all day for you, and I'm gonna give you a hug! ”

I sat on the couch, tapping on the back of Kiska, remembering what Byeong-jun said when he saw his disappointed face and tried to insult him more.

“Kay's discharging today. He's in a lot of pain. We need Kiska to understand, okay? ”

In Kiska's eyes, she sat on the couch with Byung-jun, but only looked at the door of the bathroom that was leaning against her backrest, and she saw a bright smile as the door opened. The gun smiles, arms outstretched, and one knee bent.

“Ah! I think I'll live with the washing! Kiska, come play with me! ”

Kiska, whose face was brightened, jumped off the couch kicking Bottle Joon's face.

“Ugh!!! ”

Kyska, who didn't care about Byung-jun or not, ran and hugged him and laughed.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk! Did you have dinner?”

The gun smiles and makes eye contact with the girl. Kiska looks mysterious, smiling at Gun's face. I looked up at the open bathroom of Kiska, who had touched the ball of the gun. Gun turned around, saw the bathroom Kiska was looking at, and then he tilted his head.

He asked.

“Why? Do you want to go to the bathroom? ”

Kiska looked at the bathroom without saying anything and saw his face again. As soon as Kiska's mouth fouled, Byeong-jun came to me with a face.

“Kiska! I've been playing with him all day while you were gone, but it's too much to wear a face. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Gun, what happened to your face? ”

Gun opens his eyes wide, holding Kiska in his arms. I asked him about touching his face.

“Why, did you bury something? I washed up and left.”

Bottle Joon gave a serious look while placing his cauldron-like hand on the ball.

“Don't you really have to go back to the hospital? You cried in the bathroom, right? Look at the puffiness. Should I go back to the hospital now? ”

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