Clues
Drunk By Wood Scent (3)
“So...., what do you say you want to sing?”
"《Memori Abadi》"
“You chose a difficult song. Let's listen to it first.”
Roa took a few deep breaths with a very nervous face, but her expression changed as soon as the intro played out. On the other hand, Dok-Yeom, who had the stationery in hand to write down his points, put down his pen even before the first stanza was finished. Roa's voice was clear and resounding, and her breathing and vocalization were quite good. He has been washing dishes for two years…. However, seeing him maintain this skill level, he might go to some deserted place to practice.
For four minutes as Roa sings, Dok-Yeom continuously kicks her tongue. It was such a waste of talent that had been buried all this time. How can someone's voice be this good? Are all the main vocalists of this idol group good at singing? Why didn't he become famous? Oh, the daughter of CEO Ji Entertainment. Yes, I understand how Producer Kang feels. It's so unfair that it makes me want to do something.
Dok-Yeom, who shook his head with a bitter face, glanced at the bracelet on Roa's wrist. Maybe it added another spoon to his good luck charm.
"Good job."
"…Thank you."
Roa, who came out of the recording booth bashfully after the song, gulped down her dry saliva, staring at Dok-Yeom's face. She sang the song in a very busy state, but her heart sank as soon as she started singing and her expression turned pale.
In fact, she doesn't think that she will be lucky enough to sing in front of Dok-Yeom. He has no idea how Lee Seo got to know Dok-Yeom, a name that has long since been erased from the entertainment industry. The name Dok-Yeom just popped into his mind because he was a composer he liked.
“《Day I Confess》? Seo Dok-Yeom?”
When Lee Seo, with a strange expression on his face, told him to go see Dok-Yeom tomorrow, he thought he was dreaming. He thought he was using the luck of his life just to work with Producer Kang…. Last night he couldn't sleep because he was too excited. He should have slept. His throat should be in the best condition. What if Composer Dok-Yeom doesn't like my song? Roa who was feeling very nervous rubbed her wet and sweaty palms on the end of her clothes.
"Do you know how to read sheet music?"
"Yes. I used to play the piano when I was young.”
"That's great. I don't drive when I record. I never pick music that doesn't match the sound. I'll give you sheet music and music, so practice it yourself. Give me your phone number, so I can send the file to you. We had to make a total of five songs, but we couldn't do them all at once. Let's finish two songs before the press conference. If you have nowhere to practice, come here and do it.”
“I'm allowed to sing your song..?”
Dok-yeom's expression turned a little cold as Roa, who raised her head in surprise and asked. What are you talking about? He had intentions from the start, that was why he called out to her.
"Aren't you here to sing a new song?"
"Thank you! I'll do my best!"
Dok-Yeom had a slightly surprised face upon seeing Roa, who was bending over 90 degrees, and frowned slightly. He wanted to say it after being familiar with each other, but he couldn't bear it because the bracelet was bothering his eyes so much. Even if he sounded crazy, he had to tell him first.
"Trs. Roa. Is that bracelet really important to you?”
"What's? Oh yea. This is the last gift I got from my late mother..”.
Gosh darn. Where did he buy those things and put them in his son's hands? Something was written on it. Something else will cling to him even if Dok-Yeom gets rid of the vicious ghost.
“But what's wrong with...”.
“It's okay if you don't believe it, but the bracelet looks unpleasant to me. The energy itself is bad and very disturbing if Mr. Roa works here. If it was something you bought, I'd tell you to throw it away immediately, but I can't because it's a memento from your mother. Please do not wear it when you come to my studio or work with me, I hope you do not wear it as much as possible.”
Dok-Yeom calmly looks at the red face of the boy whitening. He did everything he could. Even treated like crazy.
***
Expensive booze and ice buckets littered the marble floor of the penthouse living room with beautiful views of Cheongdam Bridge over the windows. Although the sun was still far from setting, the penthouse owner who picked up a 700ml bottle of liquor on the floor spent it within 20 minutes. The bottles were purchased for more than 400 dollars from a store that was open 24/7. But he drank because it was a cheap alcoholic drink.
"Buddy. I know you're heartbroken. If you are going to drink without any abstinence, at least add ice in it. You will be very sorry tomorrow after today's failure. Are you calling me to cleanse your body?
“Have you ever seen King Yama?”
Dok-Yeom opens his eyes slightly wide at the sudden question of Ji-Won, who still has clear eyes even after drinking liquor like water.
“That, I see it sometimes coming to Jungcheon. I think he's pretty close to the CEO….
"really?"
"When did you meet him?"
"Yesterday. Has he always been interested in the CEO?”
Dok-Yeom looks a little tired with Ji-Won's sharp voice.
"Buddy. Not all men have the same taste as you. I think it's a bit strange to think King Yama liked Jungcheon Head as a woman…. In spite of all that, your taste is very unique. Are you not afraid? Even if you were touched by that sword, you would go straight to hell. You will never get out.”
“Does King Yama usually chase the dead like that?”
Ji-Won who is thinking hard after listening to Dok-Yeom suddenly asks a question. He's gone crazy, right? Though suspicious, Dok-Yeom answers his question sincerely.
“It wasn't. There is a separate group of pursuers in Myeonggye for that.”
"Hm. Then why did the evil man call the CEO in the deserted valley?”
"What do you mean?"
“King Yama set a trap on Mount Taebaeksan himself. To catch the sinners who run away. But there's no way a reasonable sinner who runs away will go back to the person who's chasing him and get caught in a trap, right? Moreover, the place was inaccessible even to ordinary guides. So the CEO has no choice but to go there himself.”
“It feels kind of weird to hear it from you, but…. Still, King Yama and CEO Jungcheon. Does this relationship even have a future? The CEO will go to heaven later. They were never the ideal couple.”
"Who else did you call?"
"Nothing."
"Who is that then?"
"Trs. Yirens…. Martin, who is it?”
Hae-Soo, wearing a freckled shirt with one of her cheeks swollen red in. When his eyes were fixed on the two, his feet stopped in surprise. Ji-Won, who is shocked for a moment, twists the corner of her mouth.
"What are you doing? Why did you come to someone else's house? You want to be taken to jail for breaking into my house?
“Aduh, Brother. You are at home. I don't think you'll be here at the moment.
"If you knew I wouldn't be here, you shouldn't have come again."
“Alright, Brother. I spilled coffee on my clothes, so I came to borrow one from you. I was too embarrassed to take the subway. Too smelly.”
“Do you have permission from me? You're acting like a total criminal. You came here to steal because you don't have enough clothes at home?”
Hae-Soo seems very upset by Ji-Won's raw criticism.
“I don't steal, I borrow…. And you told me the password when.. ”.
“I told you to come in because I thought I would be late that day, but I didn't mean for you to come here as if you came and went to your own house like this!”
"Aye. Alright. I won't do that again, so please forgive me today. I'm really in a bad mood right now.”
Ha ! Ji-Won who snorts loudly and puts the bottle she holds on the floor in a loud voice, throws the slipper at Hae-Soo's head.
“Ouch! Pain, Brother.”
“Do you think I'm in a good mood right now? You came to die today! Or have you come to add oil to the fire?”
“Why are you in a bad mood? What's problem?"
As Hae-Soo's eyes sparkle half worriedly and half curious, a surprised Dok-Yeom pats Ji-Won's arm. Quiet, Brother. Don't make mistakes in front of that loose mouth.
“Ji-Won lost a lot of stock today. By the way, what's with your cheeks?”
“You won't believe what happened, man. You know I have a college entrance exam next month, right? So I asked my girlfriend to take a trip this weekend to the camp we were going to.”
"But?"
“But he said he couldn't leave because it was red. He didn't answer me when I asked him what a red day was. He just blames me for not knowing.”
Ji-Won and Dok-Yeom, who were about to say something, furrowed their brows at the same time. However, Hae-Soo starts to get excited while talking, and already doesn't care about her older brother's expression.
“When I listen quietly, I think he is talking about menstruation. Why can't she tell me directly that she's menstruating but it's a red day? I don't think it's some kind of illness or slang.
Ji-Won closes her eyes tightly as if she doesn't care about Hae-Soo at all and tilts her head back. Dok-Yeom, who tries not to say a word to Hae-Soo and stays silent for a long time cannot help but open her mouth.
“You're just as stupid as the dirt on your toenails, right?
“My feet are clean, Brother.”
“That's what I said. You have no brain at all.”
Hearing Dok-Yeom's words, Hae-Soo who bites her lower lip continues to speak, pulling a plate of snacks in front of them that no one has ever touched.
“ Anyway, this is what I do. It's hard to see each other's faces at normal times and it'll be harder when I go to camp, so I asked him if he could hold it for a day and come with me on Monday, and the slap flew right away. And then he also poured coffee…. What would happen if the coffee was hot? Not that I have committed a crime then why should I be treated like this? Even if he hits me, he shouldn't pour coffee on me.”
"Suckers. Even a brat like that is in a relationship…. ”
Ji-Won grits her teeth and mutters, then embraces Hae-Soo's shoulder and speaks in a friendly voice. Dok-Yeom, who feels danger in her overly soft voice, quickly holds back. But Hae-Soo, who is concentrating on eating wine, feels no crisis. Wow, I can't believe I'm eating Shine Muscat*. As expected of Brother Ji-Won!
[T/N: Shine Muscat is a diploid table grape cultivar produced by crossing Akitsu-21 and 'Grand' (V. vinifera) was created by the National Institute of Fruit Tree Science (NIFTS) in Japan in 1988. The color is large yellow - green berries, crisp meat texture, muscle taste, high concentration of dissolved solids and low acidity.]
“Hae-Soo.”
"What?"
“I'm in a very dirty mood right now, but you're blabbering in front of me without realizing it. Do you think if you get hit, you'll get a nosebleed?
"Uh .. I'll probably do it."
As Hae-Soo rolls her eyes back and forth, and answers with a plain face, Ji-Won's eyes sparkle fiercely.
"really? Then if women can withstand menstruation, do you think it can withstand nosebleeds? Should we experiment today to see if that's possible?
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