God of Music

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“Hey, when are you going to pay back our money, Lee Gangyun? ”

“..... ”

The man with the crooked shoulders and back teeth surrounded me. They hold long pipes and bats in one hand, making a nasty impression. One of them reached out his hand, pushing his face at me.

“It's been 3 months, Lee Kang-yoon. I don't even know when I said I'd give you this interest. ”

“Just this once, if you'll excuse me... ”

“Hahaha. This customer can't do this. Is this your first time using a private loan? Hello. That's $3,000. That's $3,000. Do you know what happens when you get pushed, sir? ”

“No, I was 10 million won until the last month, how can I be 30...? ”

“You still don't know how to calculate. We can't just leave today, guys. Take it.”

They had no compassion.

Of course, I didn't touch a hair on my body.

However….

“Oh no!! You can't do that! ”

“Haha. Even if I can't go today? Where are you touching?”

Phew! The big guy pushed me hard. I bumped into my desk with the sound of a candy cane, and in the meantime, the private contractors swept through all the profitable documents at the desk.

“No!! You bastards!! You can't do that! ”

“No, you son of a bitch. ”

Phew!! Phew!!

Desk, chair, and they smashed it mercilessly. I hung on to my legs, but there was no business in the club. They shoved me and grabbed me without cause. It was a good thing I didn't steam a club. But they have already messed with my heart.

“Hmph. This ought to do it. Lee Gangyun, I'll see you next month. Let's go."

The private loan sharks swoop out and stay in the office all alone.

I felt like I was falling into hell because I was left alone in a ruined office.

“... Oh shit!!! ”

In an empty office, I screamed indefinitely.

That despair filled the office.

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The private loan sharks took the deposit and there was nowhere to go in the office. I invested all my money to get a house and got an office... It was a disaster that dragged the debentures due to lack of funds.

And...

I think I hit it.

“Ms. Grant, I'm going to quit this singer... ”

“No, Yun Hee. What's wrong with you? You have to work hard to make it work. ”

“I've spent the last two years trusting my boss. But instead of entering the chart, I couldn't even attend the event properly. I'd rather go to college and learn music properly than spend so much time like this. There's no waiver on the contract, so that's fine, right? ”

The day Yoon Hee even lost his office, only one singer left me. The same was true of other employees. Well, who wants to work under a boss who can't even pay his salary?

I had no office, no home, no place to go. I just walked without a trace. By this time next month, private loan sharks were willing to sell their organs, but they had already committed suicide.

Yeah, whatever it takes...

“Hey, big guy. ”

But I was walking the road without a clue. I heard someone calling me.

“What's the matter? ”

“Speaking of hungry, can you buy me a bowl of soup? ”

A homeless person who saw me in Seoul Station talked to me. I used to be a hostile person, but now my hands are strangely in my pockets. Was it time to die? There is a piece of paper caught in your pocket. It was a blue cabbage leaf.

Yeah, why are you doing this?

I gave $10,000 to the homeless immediately.

Then the homeless man's eyes widened.

“Thank you, thank you. I can buy a bowl of soup with this. ”

The homeless man leaps forward, leaving behind a word of gratitude for his elongation. These are homeless people who don't look lively except when borrowing cigarettes, but this one was unusual. I turned back, not feeling much emotion in my empty pockets.

Then I heard a voice calling to me again.

“Hey, big guy. ”

I looked back and I saw that he was homeless.

“Is there anything you want? I was so distracted, I almost left. ”

What do I want with a homeless man?

I just laughed, saying it's okay.

“Come on, tell me if you want something. I'll hear you out.”

“Phew.”

That made me laugh. I don't know what this homeless guy is saying to me. Yeah, what can I do? What can I do? Can you get me out of this hell? It was funny when I thought of this.

“Just, I'd like to start again. Start all over again.”

“Is that what you want? ”

“Yes. I don't think I'll fail if I start again.... That's ridiculous. Enjoy your soup. ”

I secretly tried to complain to the homeless person who smiled happily in one 10,000 won. I wish I could start over. Negative, if you can change the nickname of this negative hand.

Seven years as a manager. During that time, I stayed on the floor, collecting money and connections, and eventually headed to the planner. Planning a singer was fun to create oil out of nothing. I had a great success initially and had a great success in my career from manager to planner. But the problem was then.

After I became a planner for a big company, I became a big singer. I was a five-man singer, and by the time I finished my fourth house and went down to my fifth house, I was planning this singer's album. But the result was a huge failure. Moreover, the group itself was disbanded due to members' quarrels with the organizers, and the scandals of members and fans. It was unfortunate, but the point was that five houses had failed.

What was even more troubling was after that. From God to the middleman, no matter who he takes on, evil never stops. If you release the album, the line breaks. Intermediate singers used their unprecedented failures to inflict a critical blow on their names. These things have been going on for three years.

Since then, my nickname has been the hand of Minus. In the end, it was like a store in this world. I still managed to get all the money I had saved up to live, even the loans, and put the singers back together again, but the result was only the light of the debentures, and I was unemployed again....

This was the only time I really got out.

“Khh. I'm done. ”

I took a cigarette from the street and stood at Marpo Bridge. It is also called a shrine of those who give themselves up. I'm not confident, and I don't like what to do... I think this is the only road left.

But if I quit here, my brother...?

“Hee Yun... ”

I called out his name. However, there are no echoes in the Han River. Who's gonna take care of my brother without me who needs dialysis for life? I couldn't even get on the ledge in front of Marpo Bridge.

If you want to die, you can't die, and if you want to live, you have no way to live. What am I supposed to do?

I started to cry by myself.

Jiaying--

Suddenly, the phone rang. Nowadays, the only phone calls we have are private loan sharks and one friend, Hee Yun. But I have no idea.... Wait, this is the hospital number.

“Hello?! ”

[Are you Lee Hee Yun's guardian?]

“Yes, it is. ”

[Hee Yun is in danger now. After a long time of dialysis, he collapsed on the road....]

My head turned white. I couldn't think of anything else. Hee Yun, Hee Yun is dangerous!!

The only way to get there now is by taxi. The direction is the opposite lane. Then we have to go that way. The crossing is far away. However, in my haste, I made a crossing.

Queeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeww!!!

In the middle of the car, a huge truck crashes into the sky. Something passed by like a panorama in front of me. It was something that the moments of life flashed in a single moment. That's when I felt it. This is how I die...

‘Is this really the end? What about Hee Yun? Hee Yun... Oh no... I can't finish like this...! ’

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Beep, beep, beep!!

The ambulance was rushing to the hospital.

“Pulse is dropping!! ”

“Heartbreaker!! Heartbreaker!!"

He left in an ambulance in a hurry. The number of heartbeats that were getting weaker and weaker, the struggle of the paramedics to save it cried. However, Kang Yoon's hide was slowly fading whether he knew or not.

‘Again…. If only I could start again…. ’

Beep--

Kang Yun's hand was falling to the floor and for a long time it was shrinking like that.