Chapter 102 – 102. Unusual constitution
After the performance is over.
The people in charge of the next performance step out in front of the fountain. I wondered if they were playing the piano again, but this time they brought out makeup and tools to make it seem like they were performing arts.
As I watched a large number of people, perhaps a professional performance troupe, begin to prepare, the boy who had been playing the piano alone just a moment ago looked relatively shabby.
As soon as the performance ended, all the monsters left. The boy wipes his sweat, hurriedly gathers his sheet music, and leaves the stage with his back bent.
The boy left without even receiving a brief round of applause due to the quick stage change.
I follow the boy as he leaves. I wondered if he was going home, but the boy was heading towards a sculpture in a nearby park.
A boy sits in front of a sculpture of piano keys drawn on a rock by an artist and begins to play again.
[You’re working hard.]
“… … .”
Because it was a simple piano drawing, the boy continued to press the stone keys with his fingers even though no sound was heard.
Even though he is a pianist, his hands are swollen, bruised, and bleeding.
Judging by the dark stains on the keyboard drawing, it looked like he had practiced and bled several times.
Just like the dark spirit said, he does work hard.
But is it okay for a pianist to treat his fingers like that?
The dark spirit’s expression also darkened and he approached with worried eyes.
[Hey, don’t push yourself too hard.]
Was he happy that there was one more person who could see him?
For the first time, the dark spirit spoke to another person.
“… … .”
The boy just tapped on the keyboard without any response.
[And then my finger hurts.]
The dark spirit is worried again. But this time too, the boy did not answer.
[Hmm?]
And at this point, the dark spirit feels strange. She waved her hand in front of the boy’s eyes, just in case.
The boy was acting like he couldn’t see anything.
[Mo, can’t you see it?]
A perplexed dark spirit.
I too approached the boy, my eyes crinkling at the subtlety.
When he saw him playing at the fountain just now, he could clearly see the monsters around him.
But now I can’t see it again?
It may have been limited to youkai, or there could have been other reasons.
I approached the boy.
“… … !”
The boy who saw me was startled and tried to run away, but I reached out and grabbed his wrist.
“Put this down! “I don’t have any money to give you yet!”
The boy twisted his body and tried to force himself to run away, but I responded with a sigh.
“I don’t know who you are misunderstanding, but I am not here to take money from you.”
“… … yes?”
Only then did the boy see me, his eyes widened and he calmed down.
“Well, I see. sorry.”
The boy bowed his head and apologized politely. He looks pretty cool on the outside, wearing a small suit, but he is a pianist. Does he have debt?
“I came along because your performance was impressive.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Even after hearing the praise, the boy’s expression was not very bright. He seemed dissatisfied with his own performance.
I didn’t intend to waste any time, so I asked directly.
“so. Why do monsters flock to you when you play?”
“Huh, how did you know?!”
A boy looking up at me with startled eyes. I looked down at him indifferently and answered.
“I am Monumental Master Deius Verdi. “He is the only warlock recognized by the royal family.”
“Ahhh! “He is someone who talks a lot!”
It was easy to explain because they knew about me and how the commotion that spread from Gray Pond had reached this city.
“If you wish, you can destroy the monsters.”
“Oh, no!”
The startled boy makes a fuss and waves his hands. You were so scared when you saw the monsters, but when you mentioned extinction, you didn’t want them?
I started to become more curious about the boy.
“Explain to me what’s going on.”
As he forcibly pushes forward, the boy looks at him in a dazed manner, as if speechless.
But after he found out that I was a high-ranking person, there was no way for the boy to escape.
“First of all, my name is Owen Baltany. He used to live with his grandfather… … His grandfather is dead now.”
“hmm.”
“Actually, my grandfather was also a pianist. however… You were a somewhat unique pianist. He usually doesn’t trust anyone… … .”
Owen glances at me.
He answered by clenching his fists as if he had made up his mind.
“Mr. Memorial, since you saw those monsters in person, let me tell you, my grandfather was actually a performer who relieved the anger of the city’s monsters.”
“… … Relieve your resentment?”
[Hoooo?]
I wondered what this meant again.
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However, the reaction between me and the dark spirit was not one of absurdity, but of interest.
“Yes, that’s right. “When they heard my grandfather play the piano, the monsters naturally became satisfied and disappeared.”
“… … .”
“But the problem started after my grandfather passed away. I’m trying to relieve the monsters’ resentment somehow… … .”
“You mean it can’t be done?”
“you’re right!”
So the number of monsters increased in the city. The spirits that were afraid of the monsters approached people and caused harm.
The causal relationship was clearly completed.
This was the reason why ghosts suddenly appeared in the well-run Leon Hotel.
It was quite an interesting situation, but wouldn’t it be right to destroy it even more?
“Are you trying to force us to kill them, Master?”
“Yes, no matter how pitiful the monsters are, the living are harmed by them.”
Maybe it’s a human soul. I had no intention of paying attention to beings that were close to spiritual bodies that arose from thoughts or beliefs.
To me, coldly, they were similar to man-made objects.
The difference is simply having the will. In modern times, they were like robots with egos, and I don’t regard them as human beings.
“But I don’t want that! “I want to make sure they are satisfied with my performance and send them off.”
Seeing the monsters gathering around the piano, it certainly seemed like they were hoping for that too.
It seemed like Owen’s skills weren’t up to that level, so he couldn’t disappear.
“But because of those monsters, other dead people are trembling with fear and causing harm to the living. “That’s why I came to this city.”
“ah… … .”
The boy sighs, saying he didn’t know until then. A perplexed expression.
I thought it was good and asked him about the part that bothered him earlier.
“You can see all the monsters, right?”
“yes… … you’re right. “I can see everything.”
“But you can’t see the dead?”
“… … .”
You can see the monster, but not the soul of the dead?
I wondered if this was really possible. But the boy gave a very unexpected answer.
“Look, I can see it. “I can see all the dead people.”
However, he did not see the dark spirit. The dark spirit stirred in front of the boy again, but he still did not respond.
The boy who was squirming couldn’t bear my reprimanding look and added the following.
“however… … I only see it when I’m playing the piano. Normally, you can’t see any monsters or dead people.”
“Hmm?”
[Wow, that’s very unique, isn’t it?]
It was truly an unusual situation.
I asked him to play the piano again to see if such a thing was really possible.
“Well, street performers can only be performed by designated people at designated times. “If I want to play the piano again, it has to be lunch tomorrow.”
Is that why the next group of people waiting for their turn on stage were lined up?
“So, are you going to play in front of the fountain again tomorrow?”
“no. Tomorrow we start playing at 13:00 at one of the city’s tourist attractions called Purceni’s Rooftop.”
“hmm.”
He is definitely a unique boy.
Normally I don’t see anything spiritual at all, but I can only see it while playing the piano?
I thought that not only did the boy have something, but his grandfather also had special powers.
It was also interesting that the monsters were satisfied with themselves and disappeared.
“Okay, let’s go there tomorrow.”
That’s why I planned to keep an eye on the boy a little longer.
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next day.
There was a separate restaurant on the first floor of the hotel, so we had a quick meal there.
The hostess was also very good at cooking, so we had a very satisfying meal.
Illuania, who drove the carriage all day yesterday and followed Findenai to church, is left to rest.
The dark spirit attached it to Owen in case of an unexpected situation.
In the end, Findenai and I went out into the street.
What was a little surprising was that Findenai was wearing ordinary clothes, not a nun’s uniform or a maid’s uniform.
With his hair tied up in a ponytail, he looked normal wearing a white shirt and black pants.
It was awkward to see Finden Eye like this, so my expression hardened slightly.
“Where did you get that from?”
“I didn’t think I could wear a nun’s uniform anymore, so I bought one on the way home.”
Findenai puts his hand on his waist. Looking at it this way, she is a beautiful woman with a truly mysterious appearance who does not look like the leader of a resistance group or a maid trying to screw her master.
“why. Would you please wear a maid’s uniform? “Do you really want to see me again because I’m not wearing it?”
“It’s okay, just come.”
“Don’t say anything nice.”
Findeneye glances around while grumbling. Then, as flexible as a snake, he naturally folds his arms.
I felt so much repulsion that it gave me goosebumps all over my body, so I tried to pull my hand away, but her grip was already tight.
“What are you doing?”
When I force myself to pull back, Findeneye responds with strangely emotional eyes.
“I was just curious about what people who walk around like this feel.”
“… … .”
“Everyone else does it once, but I’ve never done anything like this before. “I was just curious.”
Findenai uncrossed her arms and, with a strange expression, clenched and unclenched the hand that had been intertwined with me just a moment ago.
“It’s a strange feeling.”
“… … .”
“Oh, I just did it. It’s ridiculously expensive. “I wondered what was so good about them clinging to me and biting and sucking me.”
“Whoa.”
When I remembered that she was a woman who had been running away to survive and fighting for freedom since she was young, I began to feel uncomfortable that I had been treated coldly for no reason.
“I won’t do anything.”
That’s why I said something that wasn’t like me.
“I won’t criticize you for walking while thinking that way.”
“hmm?”
Findeneye also smiled mischievously with his mouth wide open, as if he didn’t expect to hear such an answer.
“Then can I call you Deius?”
“Don’t fuss.”
An expression of disgust appeared, but Findeneye responded as casually as if an iron plate had been laid on her face.
“Sseu-eup, would it have worked if I called you oppa?”
“Whoa.”
It won’t work.
“Let me go to the bathroom for a moment.”
I feel sick and feel like I need to vomit a bit.
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