Chapter 134: The Result of Practice

The natural person saw the group off down to the bottom of the mountain.

“Take care.”

“Thank you.”

Since they had exchanged greetings, it was now time to turn around and part ways.

However, the natural person hesitated for a moment and stared at the Demon God.

“?”

Occasionally, there are natural people who miss visitors they met after a long time and ask them to stay longer, but since he had resolved to descend, his mind wouldn’t be like that.

“Why so? Go ahead and say whatever it is.”

“No, it is just that Sun-woo appeared in my dream.”

The Demon God tilted his head.

He had merely lent his power to the mother and daughter; he himself had never visited inside the dream.

He had not even recovered such an Authority yet.

“Has some new evil spirit appeared? To take my form, what an utterly insolent fellow.”

“A new evil spirit?”

“If not that, what else?”

The natural person, who had fallen into confusion in just a few words, shook his head.

“My family mentioned you, Sun-woo. For some reason, they told me to convey their words….”

“Ah, that is possible. Is it not to convey gratitude anyway?”

“Pardon? How did you know that?”

Because the one who sent them to you was this Demon God.

“Surprisingly, I am on the side of receiving a lot of gratitude.”

“That is indeed surprising….”

The Demon God turned around.

For the natural person and the Demon God’s group alike, the time in this mountain was over.

“A natural person’s decision to descend the mountain for the first time in broadcast history!”

“When I first heard it, I was flustered, but the more I think about it, it is quite good, no?”

The conversation shared between Oh Sung-hyun and the PD was heard.

In this episode’s shooting, various scenes that they normally didn’t encounter came up, and ultimately, even descending the mountain emerged.

“How about we film all the way up to that part?”

“Oh? That is a good idea.”

The Na-Jayeon production crew decided to remain behind, choosing to film even the natural person packing up the cabin and leaving.

Thus, the only vehicle actually leaving the mountain was the single van the Demon God’s group had ridden in.

“Ugh—, I am passing out from now on.”

Ji-ho, who was not used to the mountains in any case, sought sleep again despite his deep sleep last night.

“Uuu—, URBAN CODE—.”

Yoon-seo also began to doze off not long after they departed.

Only the Demon God was wide awake, holding his phone, which he had no time to use and had no smooth connection in the mountains.

Accessing the portal site first instead of Nutube, various articles were uploaded.

“Today as well, the human world is in chaos.”

At this rate, is it not no different from the universe that the Demon God roamed?

Countless matters far too complex and massive for a single human to cope with as an individual take place.

In times like this, it would be a good thing to seek the object of worship and entrust oneself, though.

At the very least, they would forget their hardships temporarily, and if the object of worship were as capable as the Demon God himself, he could help them break through the hardships.

“Oh? Could this perhaps be the reason idols were created?”

The Demon God considered his own thought to be plausible.

Therefore, he decided to consider it the truth from now on.

If the Demon God says so, it is the truth. Namely, it was Demon God-style truth.

But—

“Then am I not originally an idol from the start?”

Due to the Demon God-style truth, he reached a somewhat strange conclusion.

While the Demon God tilted his head.

Team Leader Oh Dae-ho, who heard those words, turned his head from the passenger seat.

“What kind of obvious thing are you saying to yourself? I told you you are a born idol, Sun-woo.”

“A-Ahem.”

At this rate, the theory of him being a natural-born idol could not be denied.

The Demon God frowned.

“But Team Leader. Broadly speaking, if one is an idol of this world—”

“Uwah!”

At Oh Dae-ho’s exclamation, the Demon God’s words were cut off.

“Sun-woo! A contact came from the company!”

“Origin? Why is that something to be surprised about?”

“Not our company. From URBAN CODE!”

“Oh? Right, was the CF deal not going back and forth.”

Oh Dae-ho whipped his head around.

“They say they saw the photo! They want to shoot immediately!”

That moment, flash! Ji-ho’s and Yoon-seo’s eyes popped open.

“Photo?”

Ji-ho leaned his body forward.

“The one I took?”

“Yeah, Ji-ho, you did a great job!”

“But I took that with a phone. Did you send that?”

“They said it was sent back and forth just to confirm if this was the right feel. It was confirmed as is. They say it is perfect.”

The other photo materials had already been sent.

Once the photo of the Demon God’s melancholy-filled expression was added, URBAN CODE selected Pantheon without hesitation.

“Uwaaa! We are shooting for URBAN CODE!”

Yoon-seo shifted his body and hugged the Demon God.

“Sun-woo Hyung! I’m telling you, you are truly a born idol. Securing a CF with a single phone camera photo.”

“Ugh.”

It was the theory of him being a natural-born idol becoming increasingly difficult to deny.

‘That I am a born idol, that I am a born idol!’

The Demon God shifted the topic in a somewhat displeased mood.

“Then when is the shooting date?”

“Uh—, well.”

Oh Dae-ho’s finger, which was scrolling down the screen, paused.

“Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

“W season is just around the corner, they say it is urgent.”

An schedule that ended up being a night shoot to avoid the already existing schedules.

Oh Dae-ho examined the members who had returned from climbing the mountain.

Contemplating whether their condition had dropped—

“I do not mind, though?”

Since Sun-woo was always so energetic it was scary, he was bypassed.

“URBAN CODE! URBAN CODE! URBAN CODE!”

Yoon-seo, who absolutely wanted to do a fashion CF, seemed to have forgotten his fatigue in his excited mind.

“Then subtracting the tax amount, what remains—”

Seeing that Ji-ho, who had been a worry, spoke in such a manner, he also seemed fine.

To the URBAN CODE side requesting a schedule that was far too urgent, Oh Dae-ho sent an email saying OK.

***

The next day, URBAN CODE headquarters.

“Pantheon, welcome!”

The brand team leader came out to greet them. Appearing to be somewhere in his thirties, he introduced himself.

“I am Team Leader Kim Min-jun. It has been quite a while since I heard talk of Pantheon around me, and now I get to see you like this.”

Being a young team leader, he seemed to have some degree of understanding about idols as well.

He nodded his head continuously while looking at the five members’ faces.

“Good. Very good. The photo was perfect too. In particular, Sun-woo, please show us that expression today too.”

“Of course. I shall show you the newly acquired sorrow. Know that it is an honor.”

An answer whose tone and content were considerably askew.

Nonetheless, the gods’ correction was working well this time too.

“Hahahat! I heard that tone is not a setting but because you learned it wrong? You truly learned it wrong properly!”

“No? There is nothing I cannot do, though?”

Kim Min-jun merely laughed and guided Pantheon and Team Leader Oh Dae-ho.

First, arriving at the dressing room.

Gray coat, white knit, black pants.

Within URBAN CODE’s concept, the W season products were hanging.

“Are these the outfits allocated to me?”

Behind the name tag reading Sun-woo, the outfits the Demon God would wear were hanging.

The same went for the other members. URBAN CODE had selected outfits fitting each of their images.

“We are still before makeup, though. Shall we try on just one outfit?”

Kim Min-jun recommended changing clothes.

Of course, the shoot was the photographer’s job, but it was to check the feel as the team leader.

Not seriously, but lightly for confirmation. So Kim Min-jun also waited without much thought—

Rustle. Pantheon changed their outfits behind the curtain and came out, striking a mood in their own way.

That moment, Kim Min-jun’s, and of course the staff’s, breath stopped together.

Why are they called male gods. Why did Pantheon survive and come this far. The album is one thing, but at the core, there was the visual.

“Ah…, it’s a success.”

Kim Min-jun was certain of success even before the shoot.

Even if only this scene unfolding before his eyes right now went straight into the camera, this W season advertisement is a grand success.

While looking at it like that for quite a while.

At some moment, Kim Min-jun’s mouth moved of its own accord. Exaggerated impressions like a taste evaluation in a guessing manga came out.

“Winter. A winter wind is raging here…. Cold.”

The problem was that the impression was Kim Min-jun’s true feeling.

It truly felt like winter had arrived. A chilly atmosphere settling down, bringing goosebumps—

“It is because of miscellaneous spirits. Have I been concealing my Aura too much lately?”

Suddenly, Sun-woo shook his head and waved his hand in the air as if chasing away a mosquito….

With that light blow, the wicked thing was dissipated. As the spiritual phenomenon vanished, the dressing room returned to its proper temperature.

“Oh?”

Kim Min-jun, and of course the staff, looked around.

“I felt winter just now, though?”

“If it is cold, turn on the heating. Wearing more clothes is also a good method. It saves energy.”

Before the Demon God roughly reciting a story seen somewhere on the internet, Team Leader Kim Min-jun and the staff were merely bewildered.

Fortunately, the Pantheon members were here. Quickly changing the subject, they made sure Kim Min-jun didn’t pay any more attention to the temperature change.

“Team Leader. Then what is the next step?”

“Ah, the next step.”

Kim Min-jun, who regained his senses, guided Pantheon. As the next step, they finished their makeup and headed to the shooting set.

“Since the winter city background will go in as CG anyway, we will shoot in front of a green screen. Pantheon, you just have to do exactly as you did earlier. Then the shoot will end quickly too.”

Team Leader Kim Min-jun, whose mood had improved again, handed Pantheon over to the photographer, but—

“Ah, let’s start quickly.”

“?”

The photographer who was actually waiting held a considerably stiff attitude for some reason.

“What is that, again?”

While the Demon God tilted his head, Team Leader Kim Min-jun approached the photographer.

“Writer Yang, why are you being like this again? Schedule changes are a frequent occurrence, you know. I thought you said you understood?”

“Yes, I know well. It’s just that I’m tired.”

It seemed the photographer was annoyed due to the schedule coordination.

Even so, showing such an attitude before the company people who gave him work, it seemed he was getting far too out of hand. That was, unless he was fine with not receiving work anymore, or—

“Team Leader Kim, is that person perhaps a relative to someone in the company?”

At Oh Dae-ho’s casually thrown words, Kim Min-jun answered with a startled expression.

“Yes, actually.”

The photographer was a nephew of one of the company executives, so he was receiving almost all of URBAN CODE’s work. He had been humble at first, but was gradually working laxly.

“Hoh.”

“Sun-woo, bear with it.”

“Sun-woo Hyung, you can’t.”

At a single exclamation, Oh Dae-ho and Yoon-seo reached out their hands.

“But I had no thoughts, though?”

“Put away any thoughts of doing anything in the future too.”

“Yes, not doing anything at all.”

“…….”

Since they told him so, the Demon God recalled a thought.

Only this time, he spoke to the group in advance about what he would do.

“Is that possible?”

“Is it possible?”

Hearing the Demon God’s words, the members and Oh Dae-ho could hardly believe it.

Nonetheless, since they were words Demon God Sun-woo said, they couldn’t completely disbelieve either.

“Watch.”

The Demon God stepped forward. The first shot the photographer intended to take happened to be the Demon God too.

Thanks to the brand team leader having said in advance that the Demon God’s expression was good.

“Are you ready?”

“Indeed.”

The photographer raised his camera.

“The expression is melancholic and sad, but beautiful.”

“What is he saying.”

While grumbling, the Demon God closed his eyes for a moment.

The newly acquired emotion of [Sorrow].

Fate, loss, and sorrow.

That emotion, which was familiar yet absolutely unfamiliar, rose from within the Demon God.

As the emotional line changed, the mode of existence changed.

His breathing changed into the calm breath of one who feels sorrow,

and the nerves and muscles of his entire body also lowered in tension, encroached by sadness.

The expression is merely the final form revealed on the outside.

To draw out a certain expression, the emotional line must change.

The Demon God exerted the emotional line of sorrow right now.

And.

He opened his eyes—

Click! There was no sound of the camera at all.

“…….”

Silence. Not a single word flowed out from the photographer.

The Pantheon members and Team Leader Oh Dae-ho examined the photographer to see if indeed it went as the Demon God said.

““!!!!””

It went exactly as the Demon God said.

“Writer?”

Team Leader Kim Min-jun, who hadn’t received a hint, poked his head toward the photographer.

Startled, he asked impulsively.

“Are you crying…?”

“Sob, sob, sob.”

The one who faced the Demon God’s sorrow head-on. He was weeping.

At that, the Demon God smiled slightly, true to the Demon God, even amidst the feeling of sorrow.

“Hmph.”

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