Devil's Music

Cold winter.

A van speeding through downtown Manhattan speeds up the driveway without a car. A white man sitting in the passenger seat, who was driving in a car, ringing a collection, asked the man holding the safety bar.

“Ben! What time is it?! ”

A man named Ben looks at his watch and says, without letting go of the safety bar.

“You have 3 minutes left, Director Rich! ”

A man named Rich was wearing a black hat with headphones around his neck, like a camera director, and a vest with a tool on it.

The man spun his steering wheel as he sweated coldly, shouting as he stepped on the accelerator.

“Damn it!! It's a big deal if you're late!”

“We're almost there, and that's the mansion around the corner. ”

“I know! It's not cool to wait 10 minutes ago, but you'll love it when you're on time! ”

“Well, yeah. ”

“This is on you, you son of a bitch! What's the point of having diarrhea on a day like today and going to the bathroom five times? ”

“Th-that's my choice, where... I'm sorry. ”

“By all means! If he gets angry, get down on the ground!" ”

“Yes… I understand. ”

“Did you read the script? ”

“Yes, but I need to make some edits. ”

“What? ”

Ben circled one of the thick manuscripts with a pen.

“This part here. the Nobel Prize for Literature, three times. ”

“Well, he got it, didn't he? ”

“I checked it four times, and he also gets this literary award. ”

“Oh, really? Are you sure?”

“Yes, it is. I contacted the association and received confirmation. ”

“Does he know? ”

“Yes, I understand you've already been contacted by internal sperm, but there's no competition. ”

“Well...... He is unrivaled in literature, so it is natural for him to be rewarded. If you already know, change it. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

Ben checks the paperwork with a pen, then suddenly looks out the window, pointing to a desolate demolished building.

“Huh? Is there no ice cream house here? ”

Rich glances out the passenger side window and says, driving again.

“Well, it must have disappeared about six months ago. ”

Ben finished his tastes as if he was sorry.

“Oh, I had memories with my mom since I was a kid. ”

“Yeah. I heard you've been doing business at that house for 80 years. That's too bad. ”

“Why is the door closed? ”

“I've been doing business for generations, and not long ago, the last owner died of old age, and she said she wouldn't take over the ice cream shop. She said she'd become a lawyer. ”

“Really? I'd like to try that ice cream one more time. But how do you know so much? ”

“When I set up the interview, he said he likes ice cream here, so I came in advance and closed the door, and I asked the manager. ”

“Yes? What kind of ice cream does a grandmother over 70 like? ”

“He must have had ice cream in that store when he was a kid like you. Maybe you had a memory, not ice cream? ”

“Hmm… I see, ah! Here we are!”

In the eyes of the two, a magnificent and massive mansion appeared. When the car stopped at the entrance guarding with a black suit, Seen the man tapping on the driver's seat window of the car, Rich opened the window and said.

“This is Rich from the New York Report we're filming today. I have an appointment in advance. ”

A man with a snake tattoo on his face pushes his head into the car and looks up at Ben sitting in the passenger seat.

“Let me see your ID. ”

“Oh, yes! Here you go, Ben! Come on, show me. ”

Once the man confirms the identity of the two, the door to the mansion is opened and the path to the mansion is cleared.

Ben wipes his sweat as he sees men patrolling the house with guard dogs.

“Phew, I'm always nervous when this is my second visit. ”

Rich, who was slowly driving his car, said as he wiped his forehead with his sleeve, he was nervous as well.

“Things get messy when the world finds out, even though the press is off the hook. Anyway, it's late. Let's go. Has Olivia arrived?”

“Yes, I spoke to him earlier and he said he already had the equipment ready. ”

“Okay, get out. ”

Immediately after the car was parked in front of the mansion, a woman in her thirties opened the trunk of the car and shouted.

“Director! What took you so long? You're waiting!”

“Oh, I'm sorry. Olivia, I had a situation. ”

“What's the matter! Do you know how hard this interview was for the company? ”

Rich glanced at Ben, who was squatting.

“There was a situation. It's dirty. You don't want to hear it. Move on. I'll buy you dinner later. ”

“Phew, okay. I need you to unpack and set up the main camera. ”

“Oh, okay. ”

Olivia sets up Rich, who is about to enter the mansion, packing up a huge camera equipment.

“Not there, I'll do the interview at the annex over there. ”

“Huh? This isn't it? ”

“Yes, he asked me to do it in the annex. I've got all my gear over there. ”

“Okay, Ben! Let's go!”

Ben, who was carrying his luggage and going to his cabin, asked when he saw all the colorful flowers in the garden that had to be left behind because of the winter branches.

“Wow, flowers bloom in winter. What kind of flowers are these? ”

Olivia lowers her large bag in front of the annex and breathes for a moment.

“Cyclamen flowers. ”

“Cyclamen? I've never heard of you. Are they usually blooming in winter? ”

“Yes, it was his mother's favorite flower. ”

“Beautiful.”

“Haha, don't you like flowers? ”

“Haha, yes. I get distracted when I see flowers. What kind of flower horse is this? ”

Olivia gently touched the petals of the nearest flower.

“The red cyclone means' I'm worried because you're so beautiful, 'and the white cyclone means‘ owner of a kind heart. ’

So people know a lot about the word "shy" in Cyclamen. The reason the white Cyclamen came to mean "shy" is because the white flower was looking at the ground, and it reminded me of a girl who was pure and shy. ”

Ben nods and looks at the flowers. Reflecting the noble hobby of the gardener, the beautiful and noble flowers were very beautiful in the cold wind and the waves.

Olivia, who was looking at the flowers for a moment, is furious.

“Mommy, I almost lost my mind! We have to go! ”

As Olivia follows Rich inside, Ben stands alone, looking at the flowers with his regrettable eyes, looking at the white swing in the middle of the flowers, and approaching.

Unlike the steps to check the equipment, he was the reporter conducting the interview, so he had nothing to do with the script.

He approaches the white swing and dares not sit on it, but mutters as he catches four chains of swings.

“This is the swing. ”

Ben, who had seen the white swing mentioned in numerous works, muttered with his eyes filled with regret.

“The first interview was taking place in the main residence, so I didn't see it. I missed you so much. ”

Ben strokes his swing like he misses someone, standing next to it and looking around at the Cyclamen flowers.

“It was 2053, right? This is where they came from," Flowers and swings leave longing and love. "It was her first Nobel Prize for Literature. This is the Cyclamen whose scent was embodied in his work. ”

Seeing your beloved literary work or the place in the film in person gives everyone pleasure.

I didn't dare take a picture, but Ben, who was looking at the flowers as if to keep them in his eyes, turns to Olivia, leaving the door open again.

“Ben! Come quick! ”

“Oh, okay. ”

Ben opens the door behind him, and the first thing he sees is a picture of a woman. She smiles brightly in a straw hat. She is very beautiful, but she has no idea who.

A moment in front of the picture, Ben folds his arms and looks at the picture carefully, and Olivia stands beside him and says,

“He will be here soon. Are you done with the script? ”

“Well, yes. I'm done, so I'm relaxed. ”

“Make no mistake, okay? You're the one who barely got the interview because you grabbed his leg and stretched it out. ”

“Yes, yes. Haha, but who is the woman in this picture? He's known me since I was a kid, but it's not what he looks like. ”

“It's your mother. She died when you were little. ”

“Well, I see. She was so beautiful just like her mother. ”

“Right? I was very surprised to see the picture at first. Now, the interview will take place in the background of the piano over there. ”

“Oh! You mean the piano? ”

“Hoho, yeah. It's the piano, and it's going to be a big talk on the air. ”

Ben hurriedly moves his legs and carefully touches the black body of the piano, standing in front of an old, glittering grand piano, lying next to a window with a white window frame.

“It was 2040, right? I loved this piece called" Piano Song. "”

Olivia nods and says with cold eyes.

“Yes, that was the first time I saw his work. I was just a kid in high school, and I looked at all of his books.

So I came here, and I looked at this piano, and I looked at it, and I couldn't move like you for a while. ”

“Hehe, it's a new feeling that I'm seeing this. ”

“The goddess of literature and the man who became the god of music sat together. A while ago, a rich Chinese guy offered me tens of millions of dollars to buy this piano, but he didn't sell it. ”

Ben frowns.

“The rich man thinks money is everything, but does he know how much meaning and history is worth? I can't believe you personally want a piano that wouldn't cool down in a museum! ”

“Oh, I see. Now get ready."

When Ben reads the script, sitting to the left of the two single-user couches in front of the piano on Olivia's haste, he sees the noise and his equipment checking, and turns his head toward the entrance.

Ben jumped up and ran to the door and saw a tall mid-70s grandmother coming in protected by several men.

“Oh my! Hello! This is Ben Nicholas from the New York Report. ”

I was quite old, but my tall, thin grandmother had a wrinkled face, but I reached out my hand with a nice smile.

“Nice to see you again. ”

Ben is a grandmother, but still blushes when he sees her beautiful. As a grandmother, there were no feelings of being a woman, but Ben, who was beating his chest with the feelings of a fan who saw an admiring literary writer, guided him to the couch.

“Let's do the interview here, Mr. Kiska Miochi. ”