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The transfer exam was taken in the central hall on the first floor of the music building.
Perhaps because it was transfer season, boys and girls each carrying musical instruments hesitantly walked into the central hall. Ah, what a refreshing sight this is. After seeing people suffering from the devil, it is even touching to see the vibrant appearance of young people taking steps to pursue their dreams. This is the charm of youth… … .
shit. what.
Even though he looks young on the side, he seems old on the inside.
Anyway, I felt a strange emotion when I saw children casually sitting in the central hall hallway and tuning their instruments. An awkward yet expectant face, a pleasant tension that co-exists with embarrassment and fear, and an ordinary yet important life.
When I think about it, after recalling the memories of my past life, that kind of ordinary tension did not exist at all. Bizarre things. The worst and strongest evildoers who brought the Earth to the brink of destruction (though they say they didn’t) are my twin brothers and sisters, and ever since I remembered my past life, I’ve been infested with ‘demons’, and whether it’s coincidence or necessity, demons are everywhere I go. I have already been on the verge of death dozens of times. To me, this little tension felt like healing.
of course.
eventually.
The fact that I came to slay the devil remains the same.
As I was waiting in the hallway, the door to the central hall opened and a middle-aged woman wearing glasses came out. She is indeed a professor in the Department of Music. The atmosphere she gives off is unique. It seemed that people who did the same work, whether on Earth or in this world, had similar tastes.
“Student Rowe, Student Tuon, Jenny… … .”
She kindly called each of us by name and called us into the central hall.
Six people entered the central hall in groups according to the order in which they submitted their transfer applications and took the test. My turn was the third and last turn. When the test actually started, I was nervous. Indeed, will the ‘song’ I prepared work?
♬~
The sound of music could be heard even through the thick doors of the central hall. Each person shows off their skills in playing an instrument or singing. The music here is not much different from Earth, but if you look closely, everything from the name of the song to the type of instrument is different. There are instruments that look like violins, but they are not violins. There is a scale, but it is not do-re-mi. I didn’t know the details, but I thought it was similar to classical music from the Baroque era, as I only learned music in school (several decades ago, right?). As there were many concertos, the level of instrumental performance was also high.
After the performance is over.
The test students came out.
While there was a girl with a satisfied face, there was also a boy who looked sullen as if he had screwed up. To my ears, their playing and singing were all great. Among them, there will be some who are eliminated, damn it. It’s ominous.
“Good luck.”
“I heard you right. “I will definitely pass.”
A quite heartwarming scene was also created. Students who took the test encouraged the next test taker and comforted each other, hoping that they too would pass. Among them, there were those who brought old instruments, and there were also students who were playing expensive instruments. However, here the distinction of status did not apply. They are simply students receiving the same teachings.
“Is this an audition venue? … .”
Finally it was my turn. I, who had been fighting with the devil and swearing back and forth between a dog and a cow, was nothing more than a young test taker when I crossed the concourse. It was funny, but I wanted to enjoy this ordinary tension a little more.
“thank you.”
“I heard you well.”
After the previous student finished playing, it was finally my turn.
I cleared my throat as the three professors watched.
There are no instruments to play.
I had to sing at least a song.
Do you know a song?
How do I sing opera?
In the end, you have no choice but to sing the song you are best at.
Favorite karaoke song.
No. 2993.
“Start.”
“Big. then… … .”
called.
Confidently.
“Going up against the flowing river… … .”
After the song ended, I looked at the professors with an overwhelmed expression.
I heard that usually, for the sake of test takers’ self-esteem, the results are notified later.
None of the previous students heard the results right away.
“leaving out.”
“I agree.”
“… sorry.”
What, I think I’m being treated like an audition program villain right now?
* * *
Of course it falls.
I was caught up in the atmosphere and had little expectations, but it was a predictable process.
Although it was annoying, I decided to stay on the island and hide and observe the music scene. Naturally, except for students and employees, ordinary people, even nobles, are not allowed to enter the island of Musenion. But I had the confidence to run away from the security. I would have to pay attention and remain like a shadow until I discovered the traces of the devil, but I had no choice.
It was time to trudge out of the academy.
“There, wait a minute!”
When I turned around, I saw a professor wearing glasses gesturing to me. Although he said he was sorry, he just announced that I was eliminated. I was a little grumpy, but what could I do? I stood in front of the professor, scratching my head. The professor was smiling. what? Are you getting angry?
“I wasn’t bad.”
However, with one warm word from the professor, my irritation melted away like snow.
“Unique vocalization, unique tone… It was the first time even I, a music professor at Musenion, had heard this song. Remini. You still lack a lot, but maybe… Because music has endless possibilities.”
“then… professor!”
“Yes, I guess my listening ears haven’t opened yet. There just happened to be a seat left. “Even at your age, it won’t be difficult.”
“Additional sum… … .”
“How about becoming a music museum janitor? Even if you can’t enter the classroom, you can take classes for free!”
I ended up getting a job as a cleaner rather than a student.
* * *
As the professor said, it was not a difficult task.
Sweeping and mopping the hallways.
Sweeping and mopping empty classrooms.
I eat and sleep in a narrow room less than 1 pyeong next to the night shift room.
f*ck.
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But it was a good job for chasing the devil’s trail. Is it just a relief to not have to hide? I wandered around the music hall looking for the devil. Because the cleaning area has expanded, the manager has praised him for doing a good job. f*ck.
We searched for several days, but there was no sign of the devil. There are many professors I haven’t met yet, and many students who are on summer vacation, so I felt like I should at least look for more this week. This morning, it was time to snoop around the instrument performance class and observe the students. One student walked towards me instead of entering the classroom and stood next to me. He stood still and stared at me. I look at it burdensomely.
He seemed to be around my age.
A girl with short black hair that reached her neck and wearing a flowy dress glared at me while carrying a large musical instrument bag on her back. Judging by their clothes, they seem to be from the southern region.
I ignored it and observed the classroom through the window, but he just kept glaring.
“what?”
In the end, I spoke first.
“He kept saying that.”
The guy now answered with his arms crossed.
“You eavesdrop on the class with more enthusiasm than the students in the classroom for several days.”
“whatever?”
“Do you want to learn an instrument?”
When he didn’t respond, he opened the bag on his back and took out a stringed instrument that looked similar to a violin.
he-
“Look Carefully.”
He grins and grabs the instrument stick.
And I started playing the instrument, regardless of whether I came to class or not.
As expected from a Musenion student, he had considerable playing skills even at a young age. No, it’s better than you think, right? Still, it seems that after spending a few days, my ears are open to listening to the performance. I thought that his playing skills were better than any other kid in the classroom.
“Who’s out there!”
The professor strode over to the music that was disrupting the class.
“Eek, run away!”
“Why me?”
I just watched him run away.
“You will be scolded!”
“why me?”
“because… “If I run away, that professor will think you played!”
“There are no instruments… … .”
“hurry!”
“Tsk.”
As I stood still, he grabbed my sleeve and tried to drag me away.
“Okay. “Don’t move.”
I shrugged my shoulders at the effort. I didn’t mind, but it seemed like he was going to get scolded by the professor.
Grrrr-!
“Who is there… hmm.”
I followed him to the park in the backyard of the music center. This guy is a Musenion student. He seemed to be late for class, but it seemed like he was planning on skipping school.
“Aren’t you going to class?”
“Hey, you don’t have to listen to that.”
“You are such an upright student.”
I tried to go back to the music hall, but he continued to chatter.
“Did you take the transfer test a while ago? I saw you coming out of the concourse before. hmm! “You couldn’t let go of your regrets by eavesdropping on classes until you became a janitor?”
“Why are you choosing it?”
he-
The guy said with an unusual laugh that seemed like he was out of breath.
“Would you like me to teach you how to play an instrument?”
“no.”
“why? “I’ll teach you!”
“why?”
“huh?”
“Why do you want to teach me?”
“You’re so… “You look pitiful.”
You are a very sympathetic child.
I was troubled for a moment.
Try weighing it.
Annoyance on the left, information to get from the guy on the right.
The right side is a bit heavy.
It was difficult to check them individually through Cheonan Tong.
If you become familiar with the students, it will be easier to understand the internal situation.
“good. Teach me.”
“What, you’re not in the mood to learn.”
“Teach me, Master.”
“H-yeah, yeah. Disciple. My name is Lily- “What is your name?”
“My name is Remini.”
“What about musical instruments? “Where are you?”
“I don’t have any?”
“I can’t help it. As a teacher, I will lend you the one I used before. wait!”
I looked at Lily running towards the dormitory with brisk steps.
Rovanne was possessed by a ghost here. He clearly thought it was the devil’s work.
However, this place was not gloomy or ominous to say that the devil was lurking around.
“… what.”
‘Location’ is not the problem.
From what I’ve seen so far, there haven’t been any demons disguised as ‘people’.
but… This feeling. Creeping and squirming.
I decided to trust my intuition.
* * *
There is something called atmosphere.
A bold and bright atmosphere, full of excitement and hope.
The atmosphere is created by people.
The bright energy of young students who are determined to achieve their dreams.
The atmosphere was definitely good.
But as time passed, the atmosphere calmed down. There is a subtle sense of gloom. The students were sharp. Should I say that the condition has worsened? The next day, a friend who hangs out with another friend whispers and gossips. Students who were praised by their professors were invariably met with envy and jealousy from the students. Even though it is human nature, the emotions of the music students were definitely beyond the normal level. Due to the nature of the janitor, students did not hesitate to speak in front of me. Because of this, I heard many stories.
“Someone from Dalet has the audacity to apply for a concert?”
“I heard you think I’m proud. “A lowly bitch with no friends.”
… It’s an unpleasant story.
* * *
After class and every break, I met Lily in the backyard park. The students were too busy keeping up with their classes and did not visit the shabby park in the backyard. In a place where only Lily and I were present, there was only the soft melody of string music.
fantasy,
