57 – Popularity
The songs we played weren’t super special or great.
I just came up with a small melody that reminded me of the small nostalgia of my childhood, when even my memories are now hazy, and I improvisedly played it.
At first, it was an unfamiliar style of flute, so I was a bit confused, but after touching and checking it a few times, the flute began to sing beautifully according to my will.
-๐ ๐ ฅ~๐ ๐ ฅ๐ ๐ ฅ๐ ฎ~๐ ๐ ฅ๐ ฎ๐~
If you think of the sound of a flute in general, you will think of piri-ri, piri-ri, chirping and ringing.
A sound like a bird chirping. This is natural given the nature of the instrument called the piri.
However, the sound of this obsidian flute was different from the usual chirping sound.
When I played the flowing waves, I felt like I could hear the cool sound of the waves.
I felt like I could feel the fresh air of the forest when I thought of a forest full of lush and refreshing giant trees.
A miracle among miracles that truly creates everything I can imagine with tones.
Of course, it was a little difficult to deal with that much.
If I lost my concentration even slightly or missed the beat, this fussy flute would try to expose my loophole like a ghost. To compare it to a picky and lofty aristocratic young lady.
However, I also lived for more than a hundred years, half on the battlefield, half on the battlefield, and wandering around Murim’s Three Hands Gap Mountain, which is several times the size of Greece, so I have too many memories to whisper to this flute.
There was a romance like Kim Sat-gat in the old days, so whenever I left the school and wandered around, I always wandered for several years with only a hat, a staff, and a flute in my arms, earning food and performing as a musician. .
In the case of gold, which I practiced to death, and piri, which I spent almost a year with, I was already on the level of a master.
Like…Yes, like that thrilling dance I did last time with Atalanta, I continued the close-knit confrontation like walking on a blade with an obsidian flute.
-๐…
“After…”
Has it been said that good or bad things come to an end?
After the performance, which was so beautiful and ecstatic, but also consumed a lot of energy, I was surprised by the sweat on my forehead.
It’s nothing else, how much concentration and how much energy I put into playing the flute.
However, it may be so if you think that you have come together with this mysterious cutie who turns your imagination into tone. No, I understood that it should be like that and moved on.
When I came to a conclusion by myself and looked up, I saw a class room that was as quiet as dead even after the performance was over.
“…What?”
They opened their mouths wide open and looked at me in disbelief.
Among them were Jason, whose eyes were wide as if they were about to pop out, and Hercules, who had stunned eyes as if he had seen an unbelievable sight.
And if I take a peek to the right.
“Wow…!”
Atalante covered her mouth with both hands and looked at me with tears in her eyes as if she was moved.
“Hmm~ Is it because I changed the flute? Today’s performance was sweeter. You should brag to your unnies later~”
There was Neri, who nodded and clapped leisurely.
– Pair, pair, pair.
While everything was quiet, perhaps because of the shock of the performance earlier, applause could be heard from the center of the stage in front.
โAwesome. It’s so cool. A beautiful performance, a fierce and sweet confrontation between musicians and instruments under it! A musician who awakens the instrument I have been talking about as if it were his own body has appeared for the second time in this forest!โ
Applause everyone!
Starting with Marcias’s enthusiastic cheers, the music classroom became noisy with applause and cheers like feverishness toward me, as if waking up from sleep.
* * *
After class.
“You said Dianes, right? Where did you learn to play the flute?”
“Where the hell did Master Marcias get such a wonderful flute that would impress him?”
“Can other instruments be different?”
“I heard that you were responsible for the Orion gang running away from the forest?”
“Ho, ho, maybe. Are there any empty seats?”
…Is this the life of an insider?
A break time after music class.
I was about to move to the next class, but I was dumbfounded by the chorus of boys and girls surrounding me in an instant.
Among them, there were questions that made me wonder what the hell they were asking.
It is not an exaggeration to say that each and every person is aspiring to be in a relationship, so it is not an exaggeration to draw attention in a forest where the standard of appearance is so high.
Of course, there were many who followed me in my previous life.
However, those who looked at me with trust and affection disappeared as the blood on my hands thickened.
When the earnest wishes of the teachers and church members are fulfilled and all the burdens I have been laid down, everyone worships me from afar with fear and reverence.
These innocently approaching people with twinkling eyes no longer existed.
“Puuu…”
“Kuhmm…”
However, it is hard for me to enjoy that kind of feeling anew right now because the eyes are shooting at me from behind.
The two women were a little scared.
“Let’s talk slowly later. I have to hurry to the next class right now.”
While I’m cutting off a bunch of small heroes who have gathered with what I call a benevolent smile. Suddenly, I felt five signs moving towards me, breaking through the crowd.
“Ah~ It’s a class. Aren’t you a tighter person than I thought?”
“I mean. Ereinea. Still, the performance was so beautiful.”
“That looks good, doesn’t it?”
“He has a nice body and a pretty face. To be honest, I prefer this rather than gisaeng brother or rice cake.”
“Oh my God, Pesileni. You don’t have much to say.”
By breaking through the divided crowd, five beautiful girls appeared.
Because it’s a pretty girl, it seems like I’m very revealing, but if anyone sees them, it’s natural to wonder if they’re an idol group or a model.
She is the unbelievable five-person, beautiful girl with five-colored hair that I saw briefly yesterday.
Even if you look at it, the five of you, with enough air of boasting that I like receiving attention, began to look around slowly as if appraising me while enjoying the envious eyes gathered around me.
“Wow…! Look at these muscles How old were you and how hard did you train?”
“Hmm… With this face, it’s a passing grade, no, it’s more than that.”
“Do you have a flute? Play it one more time.”
“Isn’t it a rare story about driving out Orion’s gang or competing with Hercules one-on-one?”
“Chew…”
At first, I was a little impressed by her beauty and her shocking hair color, but I was a little bit taken aback when they suddenly came in and judged her indifferently.
“What are you doing?”
“Hmm?”
As I growled in a bad mood, the hot pink head, which seemed to be the leader of the five people, widened its eyes as if in surprise.
“You don’t know us?”
“Ah~ Ereinea, he’s a country boy who came three days ago. You may not know our names.”
“Oh, that’s right. He said he was from an island he had never heard of called Pasos.”
“I heard that the crescent moon hunters you don’t want to look like are also your work?”
“Oh? You mean those ugly things that the muscle pain came and carried away? I was in good shape. Did you do something extraordinary, freshman?”
I had to cancel the words that I was an idol or a model.
It’s just that he’s talking a little bit more beautifully, looking at his languid eyes and openly belittling people,
Perhaps these are some kind of primitive, ancient gangsters who believe in their beauty and strength in the Forest of Heroes.
“After…”
Um… After the gods are gone, why are there not one, but two groups of things that aren’t even bloody on this head, coming at different times to pull off aggro?
Is it like a reaction to excessive aggro in the beginning?
Game 1 is bullying high school girls Game 2 is Iljin Gang?
“Whoa… Gongja-nim, Mencius-nim. Is this what you mean?”
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I see.
A journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step, is that a big meaning to make the lower versions of them into people before dealing with those divine powers?
-Wooddeuk.
The Confucian soul suddenly burning up reminded me of my strength and mission.
The moment I let go of my hands as I struggled with how to teach these gangsters the cost of making me use my strength twice today.
“Are you guys still like this?”
Suddenly grabbing my chin and pulling my shoulders, Atalanta flutters her bright red hair like the sunlight
Standing in my way, I confronted the one-of-a-kind group of five.
“Oh my… Atalanta?”
“What? He said he didn’t like men, and went around messing around with those ugly things.”
“Why are you doing this? Once you hit your belly button. Could it have all gone to waste?”
– Knock Knock Knock!
Iljin gang openly ridiculing Atalante, who came out as if to protect me.
Atalante looked at this patiently, sighed deeply, and immediately launched a counterattack.
“What are you saying? The things that came in begging in the forest because their parents didn’t call?”
… Turns out it wasn’t a counterattack, it was a nuclear bombardment. Atalanta.
Hahahaha