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Join the ServerThe song of worship began to flow.
It started with a mysterious synth sound.
It felt like a whisper, or perhaps a calling from far away.
When one responded to that summons and followed the melody…
They entered the moment of full-fledged worship.
A string section layered in, and as the synth beat rose, the sense of rhythm gradually heightened.
As one threw themselves into the emotion of worship…
The song headed toward a climax, where drums and brass instruments combined to create a grand sound.
A powerful hook revealed true worship and drew out a sense of catharsis.
It was the section where worship for an existence was completed.
“…….”
Even the Demon God, who had not heard much idol music, could tell.
The song had been reborn.
the humming that his believers used to murmur had transformed into idol music.
“How is it, Sun-woo? This CEO is quite something, isn’t he?”
The CEO asked boastfully.
Unlike his usual self, the Demon God silently nodded his head.
For he was a Demon God who recognized his subordinates when they achieved a great feat.
“CEO, I commend you.”
However, the Demon God’s impression did not end there.
“But I have one point of curiosity.”
“?”
“This was originally a song of worship for me, so will it not be strange if I sing it? It becomes a song where I worship someone else. I have been worshiped, but I have never worshiped another.”
It was Tae-young, not the CEO, who opened his mouth.
“Sun-woo, think about it. There is only one target for an idol to worship.”
“One?”
“Not a single person, but a single group.”
The Demon God thought about it, but it was impossible after all.
He could not even imagine the concept of worshiping another target.
“The fans.”
This time, it was the Demon God’s turn to be surprised.
The ones who worship me?
“You mean the believers? Do they not worship me?”
“You have to worship the fans in return as well.”
“What? We worship each other?”
I worship those who worship me.
The relationship between an idol and their fans is reciprocal.
In other words, mutual worship.
The Demon God had gained a new realization.
Now he had to worship.
The fans, the believers.
“Being an idol is truly a formidable punishment.”
“What is he talking about?”
The party, unaware of the Demon God’s inner thoughts, dismissed it as his usual incomprehensible talk and moved on.
“Alright, everyone stand up.”
The CEO, having confirmed the reaction to the song, lined up the Pantheon members.
“The song is out. So you know what’s next, right?”
Leader Tae-young answered on behalf of everyone.
“We must hurry with the comeback preparations. Since the song came out quickly.”
“Exactly.”
The CEO turned his head to look at the Demon God.
“Sun-woo, then what should you do first?”
He asked with a meaningful look in his eyes.
The pillar of this comeback, the new center of Pantheon.
What was the task at hand right now?
The Demon God nodded vigorously.
“Let us go buy a phone!”
The CEO clenched his teeth.
***
But a promise was a promise.
The CEO had said he would buy a phone for the Demon God.
The Team Leader moved with the Demon God and the members on behalf of the CEO.
Fortunately, there was an Orange Phone Store nearby.
It was a minimalist space in white and wood tones.
A female employee greeted the party with a kind smile.
“Hel—hel—lo.”
Despite her kindness, she stuttered her greeting.
It was natural.
Setting aside the Team Leader who drew attention with his square-jawed intensity, four idol members had appeared at once.
And among them was Sun-woo.
The moment the female employee met Sun-woo’s eyes, she froze in place due to his demonic aura.
“U-um, I—”
“Surrender the phone.”
“Yes.”
For a moment, the employee, sensing something was strange, faltered.
“We called ahead. We came to buy a phone.”
Only after the Team Leader stated their business from the side did the employee regain her senses and begin explaining.
Descriptions of the latest model’s functions and service provider plans flowed out.
“Could you fill out these documents here? And please give me your identification as well.”
The employee held out the papers.
“Hmm? Identification?”
“Yes. It’s also needed to open the line with the provider.”
It was a procedure that required a Resident Registration Card, driver’s license, or Foreigner Registration Card.
“What is identification?”
The Team Leader explained, and the Demon God was appalled.
“You assign a number to each individual? Just what kind of treatment do you all live under?”
For the Demon God, stating his True Name was proof enough.
There was no need to say it twice, and no one dared to impersonate him.
“But I do have the identification.”
Lee Sun-woo.
The gods had cast the Demon God into this world with nothing, but they did provide him with identification.
Since it had his current name written on it, the Demon God had kept it without throwing it away.
“What are you talking about, Sun-woo?”
The Team Leader asked, but he didn’t care much since it was a common occurrence.
Once the submission of ID and the documents were finished, an Orange Phone was placed in the Demon God’s hand.
“Oh, it fits the hand perfectly.”
“Would you like to try operating it?”
While she gave a detailed explanation, the activation was already finished.
The Demon God set the phone on the desk and tapped the keyboard with both index fingers.
When he entered his favorite app, YouTube…
“Hmm…. I see my name on the real-time trending videos.”
“Really? Idol Gola-bogi?”
The Team Leader checked Agola today as well.
He was so satisfied that the video updated two days ago was still trending.
“No, there is one more thing besides that.”
“Eh?”
Then, shocking words followed.
“It says: Pantheon Sun-woo’s Confession of Affection.”
“What?! A scandal?!”
The startled Team Leader thrust his head right in front of the Demon God’s phone.
It was overcrowded.
Because at Sun-woo’s words, all the members thrust their heads in as well.
Even the employee peeked in.
Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the title of the video.
– [Guesan Drum Genius Middle School Girl (feat. Pantheon Sun-woo Confession of Affection)]
“Wait. I wonder if it has that?”
Yoon-seo quickly pressed the comments and scrolled all the way down.
“It’s here.”
It was the comment that summarized the content by timestamps.
Whether it was out of kindness or something else, there were comments that neatly organized what content appeared at what minute and second, and fortunately, this video had one too.
[9:17 Confession of fan love for Pantheon Sun-woo]
“Haaaa….”
A sigh of relief escaped the Team Leader and the members as they all raised their heads simultaneously.
It wasn’t a dating rumor right before the comeback.
A sound like Pantheon’s soul flying away was heard briefly, but it wasn’t something to worry about.
On the other hand.
“Fan?”
The Demon God leaned his head in closer.
A fan?
The very fan he sought so much to obtain?
“I wish to see this.”
At the Demon God’s words, the party headed to the waiting chairs in the store.
They turned the volume down low and played the video.
First, the drum skills of Lee Yeon-hee (15), who was in charge of the drums in the Guesan Girls’ Middle School band, took up most of the video.
Tae-young, who was listening, looked at Ha-gyeom.
This was because Ha-gyeom knew how to play various instruments besides vocals.
“She’s amazing. I can’t believe she’s only fifteen.”
She was holding the sticks short and playing a fast piece.
Not only was her sense of rhythm insane, but her stroke speed was also perfectly sufficient.
It seemed her friends had filmed the video, as the sounds of them talking and laughing together were included.
It was a video that suited the word ‘youth’ so well, capturing the unique sensibility of that age.
On top of that was the contrast of her god-tier drum skills.
It was understandable why a non-professional video had risen to the trending list.
And finally, 9 minutes and 17 seconds.
– Yeon-hee, they say there’s someone who had a decisive influence on your drum skill improvement? What kind of drummer is it?
– Hehe, he’s not a drummer?
– Then whooo is it? Who is ittt?
– Hmm, that person is—
Yeon-hee looked at the camera with sparkling eyes.
– Idol Pantheon’s Sun-woo! That member!
– Ohhh— Sun-woo!
– Yes! I realized the secret of drumming after watching Sun-woo-nim’s Nanta performance.
– Kyahahat, no way!
– I’m serious! It’s true!
– Okay, okay. I get your fan love.
– I mean it! Pantheon Sun-woo! I, I… l-l…
– Love?
However, Yeon-hee tilted her head and tried to bring out another word.
– Af… af…
– Affection?
No, it didn’t seem to be that either. Another tilt of the head.
Then, as if realizing something, her eyes widened.
Yeon-hee was one of the few people who had directly encountered the Demon God’s aura.
– I worship him!
– Kyahat, what is that!
And then the video cut to a black screen without even a closing.
The audio continued a bit longer, capturing Yeon-hee and her friends bickering.
– Lee Yeon-hee! You’re so funny! Why worship all of a sudden!
– Suddenly a worship atmosphere!
– If Sun-woo sees this, he’ll run away. Won’t he put you on a blacklist? Like, not letting you into fan signs and stuff.
– Ah, seriously! You guys would worship him too if you saw him!
And the sound ended completely.
““Whoa.””
The party, excluding the Demon God, was greatly impressed.
The middle school band, that fresh feeling, and Lee Yeon-hee’s drum skills.
And the sudden worship at the end.
Everything was refreshing.
The party looked at the Demon God’s face.
Sun-woo, who usually sang about how he had to obtain fans. How would he react after seeing this video?
“Yoon-seo.”
“Yes?”
“Is this interest, or fan love?”
Regarding the community reaction to the festival video, Yoon-seo had told him it was more interest than fan love.
And now.
“Fan love. It’s definitely fan love.”
It could not be denied.
The girl in the video was Sun-woo’s fan.
“I see it is so.”
The Demon God closed his eyes for a moment.
He could hear it.
– Screeeech, creeak…
A rupturing sound came from the chains of restraint.
Since it was the fan love of just one person, it was a very faint sound.
However, it reached the Demon God’s ears clearly.
And it did not end with just the sound.
– Snap.
The chain that was so thin it wasn’t even considered a chain.
That single strand snapped off.
The sealed power, very little—truly as little as a single drop of water—flowed into the Demon God.
Intensely, like the first drop of rain falling on completely parched land.
“Ah.”
The Demon God shivered at the ecstasy of recovering his strength.
First fan.
I am grateful. You have given me strength.
If so, there is one thing I must do.
I thought of it only as a punishment, but with this thrill, it is not a waste.
The relationship between an idol and a fan—
“I shall worship you.”
It was, indeed, mutual worship.
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