While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

Kuk takes the lute and stands beside the table.

Come on, it's a nascent Kuku stage.

"Now let me do a few songs"

It was Death based, totally different from the intense genre of stuff Kuk was doing at first.

It was more like a song that was quieter and slowly stained in my mind.

The room is wrapped in smudged air.

It might be something you hear while you eat, but everyone was listening. Because I was listening, I had no face to applaud between the song and the song, or to speak out. I was just asking.

Flattorte said something like, "Only good isn't a bard (meaning)," but I know what that word means.

The songs Kuku does this time were one that I thought about and braided my words properly. So it's easy to impress, or it comes right into my mind.

Maybe Kuku's original music came from within that genre. That makes it worthless if you don't go up very much in the genre.

But you're a "poet" before you're a singer, so you have to be able to speak well in your own language. That's what poets are for, isn't it?

The poem sometimes had too many characters and didn't ride the melody, but it also felt like a fork song I heard there in Japan, making it unique.

Five consecutive songs are played continuously, and Kuk slowly uncles at the end.

"Thank you for listening."

There may have been a few mistakes, but he looked like he could have done it himself.

Our family claps with pussies, as they have always returned to me.

Well, I wonder what Belzebub thought. I hope you were happy.

Suddenly, Belzebub took a seat.

"That's wonderful! This is good!

Oh! They stabbed me so hard in the heart!

"To be honest, I thought it would be nice to ask about the entertainment because it's not much of a level anyway, but I didn't know it was good enough so far..."

Too rude to be honest.

"Um, good. Good. Let's give you 50,000 coines first."

Belzebub has now offered the gold coin of the Currency Unit Coine of the Demon Nation.

"Um, if possible, unit in gold, please. That's probably because we need to redeem it."

It seems that gold and more or less worth it together, so I want it all to be gold already.

"You got it. Look, it's 50,000 gold."

He paid me right. After all, I hope you pay for it.

"Thank you...... On the 10th of January, if I can earn 50,000 gold at a time, I can live steadily..."

Kuk is also quite impressed with the money he gets. That must have been tough during the Scifanoia. Listen to that, 'cause I don't really care to pay...

"And I want you to come to the music festival. If you succeed there, you won't be able to build a fortune."

Belzebub said something that seemed like a great nod, but maybe the Demons are luxurious, so there's something really lucrative about it all at once. He puts out music festival material from inside his luggage and gives it to Kuk.

"Um, how am I supposed to do a Demon Castle...?

"If you'd like to join us, I'll pick you up here."

Maybe Leviathan, or there's going to be a faster mobility focus.

"Am I okay...? I'm an anonymous person..."

Kuk, who is somewhat weak here.

"It doesn't matter if you're famous or anonymous in the human world. Most demons don't know the reputation of the human world."

"Ok, I'll go if this is what I want..."

Kuk is also a person who has played in public. Proceed without pulling here.

"Um, I don't know which venue I'm going to use yet, but I'm going to have you do it in front of an audience of about 10,000 to 20,000 people more or less."

"Yeah!? its scale!?

There is also so much dramatic change. From the number of spectators, it's definitely not enough to multiply it a hundred times...

"Um, a little more... can't we start from about 300 people in a smaller venue...?

Oh, Kuk can't stand the pressure, and he's making another humble statement!

"When it comes to music festivals, every venue has a big day. Nowhere on a scale like 300 people. Don't be so sure. Why don't we do about twenty songs now?"

Pompong and Belzebub slapped Kuk on the shoulder.

"Trust yourself. Your feelings reach the hearts of those who hear you. I know exactly how serious you are. There's no problem!

"Yes!

Kuk answered, distracted by the momentum of Belzebub.

"All right, all right! Try your best. Now, take a bath."

The style I don't hesitate to get the most bath because I'm a guest. One of these days, you're gonna say you live here or something......

"Farfa and Sharsha, come in with me."

"Yes!" "Yeah"

And Belzebub left the room. To be clear, this can't get in the way because the purpose is to be able to play with my daughter.

Meanwhile, Kuk was sifting around in his room after Belzebub was gone.

"A customer ranges from 10,000 to 20,000...... Oh no... I can't play it upside down... the digits are too big for me to know..."

"I know how you feel, but this is your chance. Looks like a good result!

As far as I'm concerned, I just have to push my back.

"Um... can you still keep it in this house because I practice violently...? When I returned to Wang Du, I was working part-time, so I couldn't twist my practice time..."

A vivid reason. This kid really didn't seem to have any money. Even in Japanese times, I thought I'd heard that bandmen who can't sell are tough, but they do everywhere.

"Yes, sir. I can cook as much as you want, so encourage me to practice."

Squeeze the lute, Kuk said.

"Ha!"