Devil's Music

Those who pressed Refresh waited two days for The Lake's homepage to normalize and were disappointed after normalizing it.

It was because their efforts to wait two days were wasted in the first 10 minutes after the advertisement came out. Many inquired about further production on the homepage and SNS, but The Lake noted that there was no further production of white Falcon collaboration.

A watch costing more than US $10,650 (KRW 12 million) was just a tool to show the wealthy how superior they were.

The watches they were hanging on their wrists cost over $100,000, so the wealthy executive secretaries were able to move quickly and purchase them.

This time, the White Falcon model was only made for men, so there are numerous articles from female customers asking about making women's watches.

Arthur made only one woman's watch, which was the only woman's watch to give to Kiska because of a request.

The White Falcon model, delivered regularly to Kiska by members from Russia and Georgia, delighted Kiska because it was the only woman in the world with only one watch.

Arthur asked not to be posted to SNS for a while because he might have a customer complaint, and he produced about ten additional watches for the case, and the watches that he had to pay Ilysher Usmanov for were stacked in the apartment where he stayed.

On the day the watches were delivered to Red Kessle, Bottle Joon, who had digested Shizuka's schedule until late at night, opened the door in the annex and saw a white box and a letter on the couch.

“Huh? Is the gun his thing? ”

He took off his coat and looked at the letter next to the box. He saw his name on the first line and picked up the letter.

Dear Byeong-jun, dear brother.

Four years have passed since I met my brother, and he folds in the fifth year.

I don't think I've ever given you a change of heart since you always thought of me first and loved me, so I brought you a gift this time.

We are always grateful for your hard work.

Guns up.

I didn't know what the gift was, but by the contents of the letter, Byeong-jun, who frowned, rubbed his nose and lifted the box. A refined white box with embossed gold decoration was reflected in a bottle.

The White Falcon model! ”

It was a shame to touch it, but I could see the gold engraved on the inside of the movement in Bottle Joon's eyes, who was only looking at the beautiful watch in the box.

Since the writing was so small, a little tears came to Bottle Joon's eyes.

Lee Byeong-jun, the world's best manager.

Byeong-jun, who made a small smile, rubbed his eyes and took the watch preciously. Byeong-jun, who wanted to visit the closed case, entered his room.

The eye curled like a crescent when I was watching Byung-jun with the light turned off.

‘Heehee, you like it. Thank goodness.'

I thought it would be much more touching to give with a letter than just give it. The moment I sat in bed and tried to call Kiska, my new phone, not my old one, rang. When I looked at the clock on the wall, I confirmed that the 12 o'clock was slightly over the clock and tilted my head.

“Who are you at this hour? Ugh!!! ”

I carved the blue embroidered text on the black base of the eyes of the torn case. The trembling hand picked up the phone, swallowing the drought.

“Ah, ah, snub, snub. Ha-ha-ha-ha. How are you? ”

“Do you want to die? ”

“Oh, no, that's not it. ”

“Make me wait three years? How dare you?”

“Oh, no, I was going to contact you, but that's... ”

Hearing the sound of the gun loading over the handset rattling, the man excuses with a cold sweat.

“Well, it started in Nepal, so there was a lot going on, Snap. ”

“Is it hard to make one phone call? ”

“Ah-ha-ha-ha... I'm sorry. ”

“Give me the watch if you're sorry. ”

“Yes?”

“Watches.”

“What the... ah! The White Falcon model? ”

“Yes, limited edition, I was going to order it right after the ad, but it was a little late. Apparently, you're not just an advertising model, you're the majority shareholder. Will you be able to send me a watch? ”

“Yes, of course! Bo, I'll let you go. ”

“Okay, then I'll forgive you for waiting three years. But in a month's time, he wants to see you, too. ”

“Yes, yes. It's not far. I'll be there. ”

Suddenly, you hear something chattering beyond the handset. Snap cries out after a long struggle against someone.

“Gotta go!”

“Hey!! Give it to me!”

Two crates of White Falcon models were found smiling at Neminem's voice just before it broke. The moment he decided to send it to a quick registration early tomorrow morning, his phone rang again as soon as he tried to call Kiska. I checked my phone and got a call with a glare.

“Oh, Arthur? ”

“Haha, Kay. Did you get your watch?”

“Yes, if Hugh Arthur hadn't prepared it, I might have been shot somewhere and found vomiting in an alleyway somewhere. Thank you so much."

“Yes? What is that……. ”

“Haha, no, but what happened so late? ”

“Oh, it's too late. I'm sorry. I just sent you two women's watches. I'll be there in two days. Check it out. ”

“Oh, thank you, Arthur. ”

“But what if one woman's watch is worth something, and the first person is disappointed later? ”

“Hehe, it's okay. I'm gonna ask you to keep it a secret. ”

“Is this for your family? ”

“Haha, no, I'm going to give it to Mr. Handheld and Professor Sharon. ”

“Oh, I see. I don't know who Professor Sharon is, but I'm thankful for him, too, so if he doesn't get back in two days, please call me. ”

“Yes, Arthur. But how's the drumming going? ”

“Yeah, well, I work hard every day. ”

“How about a beat you can play confidently? ”

“Hmm…… two quarters, maybe four. ”

Arthur smiles. He was confident because he would not only be able to play.

It means you can play it with more precision than anyone else. Gun smiled.

“I wish I could play all the music I've made in the last five months, Arthur. ”

“I'll do my best, but why did you ask me to learn drums? I'm thankful that I have a good hobby now, but for someone like me, my inability to play the right beats was unbearable. ”

“Haha, that's why, Arthur has the right rhythm, and that's what you need as a drummer. ”

“Yes? What do you mean……. ”

“You're the last piece I've been looking for, Arthur. ”

“Yes? Well, then……. ”

“Yes, my drummer. You have to be my drummer. ”

Arthur stutters, not thinking about it.

“Well, have fun practicing, and in five months, I'm going to release a full album. You're gonna have to take over my drums, Arthur. ”

“Y-yeah!! ”

“Haha, I'm hanging up. Please, I... ”

“Hey, there! Kei! Kei! ”

“Hello."

I hung up the phone, smiling and remembering my conversation with Sharon. Sharon built a workshop with the dean, and the conditions for working with music in the practice room and recording room of the school were excluded from all classes.

In the fourth grade, it was yesterday that the school's position to acknowledge the credit was to release a regular first house album, not a single album.

I finally got off the phone with Kisso. Kiska answered the phone before the tone rang once.

“I've been waiting, why are you so late? ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. Calls were coming from everywhere. ”

“It's the watch! ”

“Yeah, a lot of people ask for watches. ”

“Look, I'm begging you. ”

“Yes? You gave it to me. ”

“You look so jealous, can't you just send me one more? ”

“Haha, I already have Gregory's things, and I gave him a Miroslave. ”

“Really?"

“Yes, I was going to give it to you when you got back, but I'll send it to you tomorrow. ”

“Yes! Thank you. ”

“And then, I'm going to release an album. ”

“Yes? You haven't graduated yet, do you have time? ”

“Yes, with permission from the school, I will focus solely on the album work. ”

“To me? How many songs?”

“Eight songs, if you can't make it to the full album. ”

“Tell me when you have the concept, Kay. I will write the first album lyrics. ”

“Haha, okay. ”

“You got an idea, already? ”

“Well...... I haven't embodied it yet, but the first live I met with Carlos was in Chicago, and I want to keep my promise to her. ”

“Ma'am?”

“Yes, I made a promise to the woman who lost her child and looked very sick, even though she didn't know I made a promise. ”

“Umm... Which song is it? ”

“It's gonna be a healing song, and that's all I've thought about yet. ”

“Healing? A song to heal the sick? ”

“Yes, I can't relieve physical pain, but I want to write a song that relieves mental pain. ”

“Are you going to make eight songs out of it? ”

“No, we'll figure out the direction of the first song, and then we'll figure out the rest. ”

“Okay, but do you know we're almost done for the last two hundred nights? ”

“Oh... is it already like that? ”

“Few days left. You have to keep your promise to me. ”

“Haha, okay. Then I'll give Gregory the watch and go. ”

“When?”

“Well, you should see the plane ticket. ”

“When?”

“Haha, I'll see you now. ”

“Let me know tomorrow. ”

“Yes, Kiska. ”

“Then a fairy tale book. ”

“Okay, haha. ”

Reading a fairy tale book to Kiska was a pre-order for a flight to Georgia. Thinking I'd met Kiska in a few months, I turned my back on my insomnia for 30 minutes after lying in bed, and then I woke up again and took out the blank page.

Her eyes deepened as she sat at her desk, clutching her chin and looking at the empty spot, smacking her chest in Chicago's park.

“I will keep my promise, ma'am. ”

The case dragged something to the top of the misdirection, a place where the title could be written. I tried to write a musical note, but without thinking about it, I fell asleep at my desk without drawing a single note until dawn. The text written in the title box shines blue above the fallen spot.

The song of water.