I’m OP, but I Began an Inn

I would say the song in the evening club was a great success.

All the guests and other guests who were coming to dinner were so applauded.

Her voice was still wonderful to say that all those guests listened to me during that noisy mealtime. When I saw her at first glance, I spotted "This kid is amazing". It seemed like there was no mistake in my eyes.

When we got back to the room, we talked about today's success late.

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"That was a great success today!

"Well, Carla was a very nice person too, and I never thought you'd be this good."

"What do you think? It's a little late, but why don't you go say thank you?

He said, "Well, we'll be up till the customers are all off," and I'd like to know the answer to a daytime inquiry. "

I guess what she's saying is how she plays Giltar.

I was wondering, is there a different way to play Giltar?

"Okay! Then let's go quietly to keep the other guests awake."

"Yep!"

We snorted and left the room quietly.

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We walked down from the room upstairs to the first floor toward Carla's room.

At that time, there was a shadow leaving Kara's room…….

"I wonder who?

"Isn't that hair length Mr. Carla?

"It's dark, I don't know, but it's definitely Mr. Carla."

We hide in the corner of the hallway for some reason.

"What do you have... Giltar?

"Sounds like it,... hey, why don't we just keep following? Maybe we can see another way to play Giltar, huh?

It was like a peek and I kind of hated it, but I decided not to beat my curiosity and ended up following it.

Walking down a dark corridor, Mr. Carla opens the door and goes out. We hurriedly chased after him and opened the door too.

It was the backyard there. It was a question of whether it was okay to call it the backyard at all...

In this commercial district, where shops are dense, there was a space as if it had been so cleaved from reality, beautiful flowers blooming, and a goddess tumbling in the middle of a heavenly stage where the lights of the fantastic moon lit up.

"Beautiful ~///"

"Oh......"

Mr. Carla had turned her back on us, but still her beauty was not compromised.

"Sir, as you can see, there's nothing here in the backyard. Shouldn't you be back soon?

Mr. Carla asks with his back turned. Were you saying... or finding out?

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

She smiled at Mr. Carla with a dry laugh.

"Yes, hold on. So what happened? At this late hour."

"I wanted to thank you for making it better…, and I'm also concerned about your daytime inquiries."

"That's right! Oh, thank you first........., thank you.

So, what is it about another bounce of Giltar?

She turns to Kara, who looks back and asks, at once. Come on, you're barely thankful for that. Bye.

"Is it another way of playing?

"Yes, you said" strange way to play "the way he plays... I'm really curious."

"Ha... ok, shall we play a little..."

Carla setting up a guitar somewhere lonely.

She turns her eyes as if she saw something strange on Mr. Carla, who set up a guitar on the side. I know it's rude, but I would look the same.

How do you play it that way?

♪♪ ♪

Kara played six threads and the sound flowing was no different than the sound I played. Kara's left hand moved as she looked at her with a sound that was undeniably slightly out of expectation.

He held several of the six threads with his fingers.

When the yarn was bounced in that state, the sound flowing from it was a completely different sound.

♪ ♪♪♪

Kara plays the guitar as she repositions the yarn to hold it down again and again or changes the yarn to hold it down. There was a world of music there that I didn't think I was making just out of Giltar.

We make it our business to play simple music by making the instrument known as Girta have six sounds. Yes, it is common sense for us to play guitar when we say one sound in a single sound. Kara's performance, which lightly breaks that common sense, is just like a blue sky thunderbolt...

She also has her eyes round next door. Seems pretty surprised, if I learned this technology in conjunction with her song, wouldn't it be pretty amazing? I still can't think of what exactly is amazing......

- That's how overwhelming it was.

As I was doing this, I heard a small, really small but breathing noise from Carla. Little noise you would have heard because I was playing guitar.

But thanks to this sound, I know a little bit about what Kara will do next.

"ra ~ ♪ rara ~ ♪ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

- - Impact.

It was precisely those two letters that ran to me and her.

Clear, transparent singing can reach your ears comfortably and you can hear even lower sounds that can't possibly sound even stranger. Its low sound is never as deaf as noise either, mixed with treble and good condition and sounding great chords. The sound played by Giltar is intricately intertwined there......

When I realized it, my girlfriend and I were in tears for no reason.

"Thank you for listening."

"...... what?! Was it over............. That was a great tone!!

"…" (not yet back)

I'm suddenly drawn back to reality by the performance that was over at some point.

"How do you play it now!? Where were you remembered!?

"…" (not yet back)

Talk quietly to me, Mr. Carla. She still doesn't seem to be back from the world of songs.

"This is how I play in my hometown. I can't go home anymore..."

Oh my god...... Was there a clan with such great guilta playing skills...... Besides, you can't go home? No way...... No, let's stop and put it down, this question is too lame.

Looks like she's finally home, too, when I'm grinding in my mind.

"... what?! Was it over............. It was a great song!! It was a strange melody, but where is the song?

He came back in the same direction as me but I don't care...... You can ask a lot more questions as soon as you get back than you can say.

"Songs are hometown songs too."

"It was a language I had never heard of…………"

"It is now the language of an ancient civilization without. So-called magic language."

"……… Huh?

I can't help but be surprised at her, I'm actually surprised too.

A magic language is a language that ancient magic civilizations supposedly used to flourish. They said that magic was more powerful when these words flourished, and that it was easy for people to fly in the sky.

It is now just a little bit valuable in the old literature, something that scholars are desperately analyzing for the development of new magic technologies.

Songs spelled in that magic language!? Do you know how amazing things have been said right now, Mr. Carla!?

"Well, shall I go back to my room now? If you don't get some rest soon, it will affect you tomorrow, won't it?

That's right. I'm going back inside the leftover inn, Mr. Carla.

We were often unable to move from the spot.

- The story of two beginnings later called "The Divine Princess" and "The Unseen String Player".