Devil's Music
[349] Chapter 62 With Kiska (2)
Her grandmother's house was a small old town called Abhazia. I got out of the car and saw my grandmother's house thanks to Kiska, who sat next to the case for more than an hour and explained the neighborhood.
A house built in the middle of a hilly slope was a double-story house with a dark brown roof on a wall made of yellow-colored bricks against a nice mountain background.
In front of the house was a ramp of grass and a cliff at the end of the road. There were no other mountains beyond the cliffs, and the view of the far city was like an ant.
When he smiled at the cool breeze blowing from the mountain, Gregory came to the side and said, looking at the gunny.
“Nice place, isn't it? This is where I was born. ”
I laughed as if I was trying to store clear air in my body.
“Yes, it's a beautiful place. ”
“Hehe, let's go inside. Let's say hello to Mother first. ”
Following Gregory to the grandmother's room on the second floor, I could see her sleeping quietly. When Gregory opened the door and saw his mother sleeping, he closed the door so that there was no sound.
“Haha, you're sleeping. Say goodbye later. ”
“Yes, it is. ”
Gregory came to the reception room and recommended a flat piece of bread while Kiska was brushing her windblown hair.
“It's a Georgian grilled bread with cheese in it. Call me Puri. Listen to me. I'm going out there. ”
The gun bit the bread into my mouth and asked.
“Your mother is sick? ”
“Yes, he has cancer. When he heard he couldn't operate because he was too old, he insisted on being in the hospital or coming home. I don't think you're gonna make it this year. ”
“I see……. ”
“I should have come a little earlier. If my mother had come when she was healthy, I would have shown her a lot of good places. ”
When he saw Gregory's regretful eyes, Gregory, who changed his face brightly, looked up at Kiska's room on the second floor.
“What are you going to do with our Kiska? ”
The gun opened its eyes wide and asked.
“What are you going to do? ”
“As a father, I know, but as a party, you don't know? ”
“I don't know what you're talking about, Gregory. ”
“Haha, don't you know that Kiska likes you? ”
“Oh... I know. ”
“Tell me what you would do if you knew. ”
“Well, it's... it's still too young for Kiska. ”
“You're young. You're twelve. ”
It was because of Gregory, who tried to leave 14-year-old Kiska to the gunman, who was also South Korea's age.
“Well, if it were a little bigger……. ”
Gregory glances quietly at the case. Suddenly, Gregory stops talking and asks me what I can't help but wonder.
“What do you want to do……. ”
Gregory speaks with serious eyes.
“You don't want me to die of old age just loving my daughter, do you? ”
“Well, that's ……. ”
“I admit Kiska is still young. But there are too many women around you. Of course you don't seem to notice, but Kiska is very anxious. Especially with that Japanese kid Shizuka. Not long ago, Kay tried to dye that pretty blonde like Shizuka, saying he'd like to dye his hair black. ”
“Ah... I see. ”
“Get engaged.”
The gun opens its mouth, expressing its soul. Sitting comfortably with his legs twisted, Gregory looks back at the gun with his mafia boss' eyes.
“Simply engaged, of course, when Kiska becomes an adult. ”
“Well, that's ……. ”
“You don't like my daughter? ”
“Oh, no, it's not that. ”
The stuttering is so sudden that I'm out of my mind. Gregory starts pushing again to make sure the case gets to the bottom of a busy window.
“No pressure. If one of you asks for a divorce, I will accept the separation of the two without a word. Is that okay?”
The gun frowns slightly. I asked him about looking into Gregory's eyes for a moment.
“What's the rush? If that's the case, shouldn't we slow down? ”
Gregory gets up from his seat and looks out the window. He folds his arms and looks at the landscape with his deep eyes and opens his mouth in a long time.
“I'm anxious. ”
Seeing that it was an intuitively important word, he quietly looked back at him.
“Kiska, you know, she's not normal. No, it wasn't, and now it's coming back to normal. That's why I'm anxious, because I can't see him as a perfectly normal kid. I really need you to stay with Kiska. I believe it will allow Kiska to live the same life as anyone else. ”
Gregory turns around and sees you sitting on the couch.
“I feel compelling for you. I feel sorry for you. I think we need to correct the horse. I want you to promise me that you'll stay by my Kiska's side more than your engagement. Then I guess I'm feeling a little less anxious. ”
The gun nods as if it had nothing to think about.
“Of course, Kiska will always be there if she wants to. ”
Just then, Gregory turned his head while smiling and was surprised to see Kiska standing on the stairs leading up to the second floor.
“Kiska?”
The red-faced Kiska disappears to the second floor of Huddak. I don't know when he heard it, but Kiska was ashamed to hear that he would always be by his side as long as he wanted and ran away. Gregory shrugs as he looks at the matter.
“Then I'll treat you to Georgian cuisine, have you ever heard of Metzvay? Georgian meat skewers. ”
“Haha, I've heard of it, but I haven't eaten it. ”
“Okay, let's see what we can do, but... we're running low on firewood. Can you bring me some from the backyard?" ”
“Oh, I see. ”
When I left the house, I turned around and headed to the backyard. Gregory picks up a beautifully cut piece of wood to the furnace inside the house, making sure it's prepared in advance. Gregory nods, preparing to knead something.
“Just put it in. Don't let the fire get too intense. You have to control it well. The fire is already lit, so you just need to add more firewood. ”
“Yes, I'll do it. ”
Sitting on a stool in front of a small furnace, the burner adjusts and grabs the fire with his bare hands.
I remembered Kiska's appearance in the head of the repeated shredding of firewood without any thought. She, who thought she was just a child, had a body that wouldn't be strange to call a woman big enough.
I still feel as young as I am mentally, but not as I used to feel when I talk to Gregory.
"Oh, my God. Engagement. You're too young. '
Gregory approaches to the side of the burning case, thinking complex thoughts, and starts baking fury in the oven.
He took out a bottle of Georgian specialty wine, which he grilled on the side of his skewers and baked deliciously, and while he was eating, Kiska did not come up to the room. It was late in the afternoon after a big meal, and the wine made Gregory stagger to wake up.
“I'm going to take a nap. You must be tired. Why don't you take a nap? ”
“Oh, I will. ”
“The room is on the second floor. ”
Gregory goes up first, clears out the dishes and goes up to the second floor. I looked back at the room when I entered the only open room in which all visits were closed.
His room was a small room with only a bed with a checked bed and a small cosmetic base.
If Gregory had moved the carriers in advance, he took the comfortable clothes out of the bag on the same side and put them on the bed.
I was a little tired, but I heard the sound of a careful visit while I was tossing and turning about because of what happened today.
Kiska, with her red face, was still standing in front of the visit with a pillow. The gun sits upright and asks.
“Kiska, why aren't you here for dinner? ”
Quica walked into the room, looking down at the pillow on her side.
“I want to sleep next to you. ”
“Huh?"
“You slept with me all the time. I want to sleep next to you. ”
“No, there's the key, Kiska. ”
She sat on the bed and saw the footstep retreat and threw the pillow down on the bed and sat on the edge.
“Why? We just slept together. What's wrong with you? ”
The tendon retreats, sweating coldly.
“No, that's not it. There.”
Kiska bows her head and says:
“You said you'd stay with me. ”
“Huh?"
“You said you'd stay with me if I wanted to. ”
“Oh, but... ”
Kiska has taken over the case. The uplifting of the torso is pushed down by the power of Kiska. The embarrassment tries to push Kiska away, but Kiska whispers in his waist.
“Put him to sleep, like old times. ”
He was big, but he still felt Kiska's body temperature, which still smelled like a baby, made him smile.
What was I thinking? ’
Gun grabbed Kiska's head. Kiska, who rubs her face against his stomach, said, "It's good to touch his head like before."
“Good night, brother. ”
“Haha, good pronunciation. ”
“Put me to sleep.”
Gun strokes Kiska's head and starts singing in a loud voice, and Kiska's arms fall asleep.
Her singing, looking down at Kiska, confirmed that she was completely asleep and smiled.
‘You're a big girl and you're still a baby. My Kiska.’
My eyes were almost closed as I felt the warm body temperature of Kiska. I was tired from the long flight, and Kiska relaxed my mind, and soon my horse jumped on me.
Just before I closed my heavy eyelids, I heard another visit. The woman who turned her head to sleep came in with a frightening look on her eyes.
“Th, my God!! Who are you!! ”
Thanks to the old lady screaming, she woke up and woke up her torso, and the duvet fell down and she saw Kiska sleeping beside the case.
When she saw Gun and Kiska sleeping together, she was surprised to see the match. She jumped into the room with the broom beside her and swung.
“Who! Who is our granddaughter!! Gregory! Gregory!! Where are you!! ”
“Oh, that's not it, grandma. I... ”
“This brat is a precious granddaughter!! ”
I smiled helplessly as I hit my head with a broom full of dust and cobwebs.