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Join the Server“It is of no use at all?”
“What?!”
The Demon God chose ‘providing inspiration’ as a method to help Yoon-seo’s work.
He showed off his Aura before Yoon-seo and struck all sorts of ominous and arrogant poses, yet.
“W-Well, it is only burdensome, and inspiration does not particularly come to mind.”
Even now, the Demon God was standing in the contemptuous pose he had seen on the internet.
Leaning his waist back as much as possible, looking down at Yoon-seo obliquely, and pointing his finger at him.
At the words that it was of no use, the Demon God stood his waist straight.
“What is the meaning of this? Inspiration usually came when I did this?”
“Pardon? To whom?”
“Lucio Moreira. You have seen him too, Yoon-seo, have you not.”
Lucio, the composer of Brazilian origin, had shut himself in a single rooftop room and churned out songs until the Demon God was satisfied.
Around the time the work speed slowed down slightly, the Demon God would enter the rooftop room and let him taste the demonic Aura.
Then, he would write songs while suffering from an unknown inspiration.
Yoon-seo had certainly witnessed that sight too.
“I saw that too, but…. Was it not that he was just a bit peculiar in the first place?”
“Is that so?”
Lucio was indeed a case where inspiration was highly developed for a human.
On the other hand, Yoon-seo was not like that.
He only felt at the level others felt.
“No, still it is strange.”
Even if his inspiration is ordinary, if I release my Aura to this extent, there should be some feeling.
The demonic Aura was not something that could be ignored and passed by.
“Dost thou truly have no feeling at all?”
“No, you are just the usual Sun-woo Hyung.”
“The usual?”
“Yes, rude, arrogant, and doing as you please— ah, I don’t mean I dislike you because of that.”
“…….”
Aside from Yoon-seo’s impression, the word ‘usual’ meant he was accustomed.
Come to think of it, excluding his former subordinates, the Pantheon members were the only ones who had spent this much time with the Demon God.
Sharing room and board, and going together on almost all schedules.
Even sharing their Aura on stage.
“Thou hast grown accustomed to me despite being a mere human. Not bad, Yoon-seo.”
“What are you saying again?”
While the Demon God felt content with Yoon-seo, he wondered what to do then.
“I intended to let thee taste the hope I bestow in order to increase thy work speed, though.”
“With a contemptuous pose…? Is that not wrong in the first place.”
The Demon God fell into deep thought.
‘Should I place him in a crisis first and then save him? Should I capture a toxic evil spirit from somewhere.’
“Um, Sun-woo Hyung? You are thinking of something bad, aren’t you?”
“Hm? Do you know now just by looking at my face?”
“To say that, your expression is too blatantly suspicious.”
It was two eyes sparkling with mischief, not intelligence or liveliness.
In the end, Yoon-seo felt a massive sense of pressure.
If he leaves that Hyung like this, they will suffer some bad deed. He is someone fully capable of committing it.
And, pressure was sometimes a good motivation.
“Hyung, I will try hard. Thinking that I have to keep experiencing this kind of thing, I feel like I can do it.”
“Oh, really?”
Then in the end, is it not thanks to me that the work speed increased.
The Demon God became infatuated with himself along with a satisfied smile.
His leadership as a Grand Commander who roamed the universe was still intact.
He encouraged the member of the group to make him put out strength.
Flaunting his nose raised high, he went out proudly to the living room.
Just then, Ha-gyeom and Ji-ho were seen in the living room.
If he informs them of the great achievement, praise would well up from the members’ hearts as well, right.
“I have given Yoon-seo great help. The song will come out in no time.”
“Really? Yoon-seo must have suffered greatly.”
Praise—?
The Demon God slightly tilted his head.
He thought of informing Tae-young too to check his reaction.
“Where is Tae-young?”
“Hyung? He said he was going to buy something. He said he would buy jelly for you too.”
At that moment, the achievement he had accomplished was erased from his mind.
“Grape flavor? Grape flavor is good, though.”
The Grand Commander overflowing with leadership who roamed the universe sat quietly on the sofa and began to wait for grape-flavored jelly.
***
In front of the mansion, Pantheon’s dorm.
A clean area where paparazzis or sasaeng fans couldn’t be found at all, even though they hadn’t devised separate security.
Because the demonic Aura was flooding near the mansion.
A common phenomenon occurred for people with bad intentions.
While coming toward the mansion, they would be enveloped in unknown anxiety and terror, and ultimately fail to even arrive.
Once they experienced such a thing for just a single day, they couldn’t dare to visit again.
Thus, someone standing in front of the mansion right now and staring blankly was quite a special thing.
“This is Pantheon’s dorm.”
A woman in her thirties looking at the mansion with a somehow faint expression.
She flinched as if debating whether or not to direct her steps to the front gate, and in the end, turned back.
“At any rate, visiting suddenly would be a rude thing.”
Just as she was about to give up her visit and walk toward her parked car—
“Excuse me! Just a moment!”
Someone called her while running from over there.
A comfortable attire, wearing a white cotton t-shirt inside gray training wear.
A black plastic bag containing several medicines he needed and jelly to give to Sun-woo.
Even so, thanks to his visual and physical conditions, he was the exceedingly cool Tae-young.
And, the thought Tae-young had upon seeing the woman in front of the dorm was simple.
“Autograph! I shall give you an autograph!”
A fan visiting in front of the dorm. Such occurrences were rare for our Pantheon.
Since we met by chance, I must at least give her an autograph.
Approaching her with the basic mindset of an idol.
“CEO!”
Suddenly, a giant wearing a suit and sunglasses appeared from somewhere and stood blocking the way in front of the woman.
“CEO?”
Tae-young paused.
Furthermore, the giant stretched out his hand, stopping Tae-young, and spoke.
“Do not come too close. Because the CEO merely came to look at real estate. Are you a resident here?”
“Real estate? Resident?”
She wasn’t a fan?
Tae-young’s face flushed red.
No matter how calm Tae-young was, he ended up stuttering.
“Ah, no. That is not what I meant, rather, as for who I am.”
But at that moment, the CEO poked her head out from behind the giant and looked at Tae-young.
“I know. Tae-young of Pantheon.”
“Oh? You know me?”
“Of course. Chief Han, it is fine. You do not have to block him like that. He is the tenant here.”
“Tenant?”
Information was organized in Tae-young’s mind.
CEO, real estate, tenant.
She is the owner of this mansion.
The businesswoman who invested 1 billion in Origin and leased the mansion free of charge once Sun-woo found her USB.
Tae-young drove away his embarrassment with a single deep breath.
He couldn’t stay dazed here.
He faced the CEO with a proud yet polite attitude and spoke with a soft countenance.
“Origin and Pantheon welcome you, CEO.”
“…….”
It was a change in attitude so rapid that a gleam lingered in the CEO’s eyes.
The CEO didn’t know, but Tae-young had the experience of calming down various situations caused by Sun-woo.
Mistaking her for a fan was nothing.
Since he hadn’t committed any rude deed, he just had to guide her without much incident from now on.
“Would you like to come inside by any chance? You just need to give me a brief moment to get the members ready.”
Only a brief moment would suffice.
Notifying the members, calling the CEO.
Sun-woo?
Should he tie him up somewhere for just a moment.
But, the Demon God is an existence who brings about chaos.
“Grape flavor! Is it grape flavor?!”
The main gate opened, and the Demon God Sun-woo popped out.
“Who is it!”
Chief Han, the bodyguard, reacted to the Demon God who popped out like a wild beast and stood blocking the way.
“Grape flavor!”
An intense desire wishing the jelly flavor to be the flavor he wanted.
At that single blow containing his desire—
“Ugh!”
Chief Han ended up rolling on the road.
“…Sun-woo?”
Did you just beat up the investor’s bodyguard?
***
“Ugh, ugh—.”
Inside the Pantheon dorm.
Chief Han was lying down on a long sofa.
On his head, which had almost been split by the Demon God’s knife-hand strike, a wet towel brought by Yoon-seo was placed.
“Nom, nom.”
The Demon God was eating grape-flavored jelly….
“Sun-woo? Do you not have something to say to him?”
“Do you mean, ‘Do not block me when you are weak’?”
“Jelly confiscated.”
“A-Ah!”
The Demon God grabbed the jelly in his hand, stood up abruptly, and backed far away.
“Stay there for now.”
“Nom, nom.”
Tae-young kept the Demon God bound with jelly and settled the situation.
He reassured the CEO, Bryce Kim, who was watching this entire scene.
“Sun-woo hits people, but he doesn’t hit them hard. The Chief will be fine soon.”
When Bryce looked at Chief Han, he nodded to indicate that it was true.
“We are keeping the dorm clean as you can see. We are always grateful to the CEO who let us use this lodging. Everyone, right?”
At Tae-young’s question, Yoon-seo, Ha-gyeom, and Ji-ho answered in unison.
““Thank you!””
The Demon God also answered from far away.
“Graphic. Make sure to always thank me.”
Bryce could not understand those words.
While Pantheon’s other members were thanking her for the lease of the mansion, why is that member called Sun-woo telling them to thank him?
When she stared at the Demon God, he kindly gave an additional explanation.
“Is not thanks to me finding the USB.”
He was a Demon God who explained his own credit in detail.
“CEO, how was it?”
The Demon God stared at Bryce.
The USB her father wanted to deliver even to the point of remaining as a spirit.
It contained a letter file directed toward her of her childhood days.
Furthermore, the Demon God took the father’s spirit as a temporary familiar and made him dwell in the USB.
Hoping that he would see his daughter before dissipation.
The Demon God asked with much deeper eyes.
“Was the reunion with thy father pleasant?”
He asked with a gaze containing deep, deep night, holding grape-flavored jelly in his hand. Chew.
“Y-Yes, it was.”
Nonetheless, Bryce was bewitched by his demonic Aura and answered without realizing it.
There was something in that gaze that possessed the power to make one speak the truth.
“I read my father’s letter, and on the day I received the USB, I even dreamed of my father.”
“Really? He overdid himself before dissipation. Still, it is a relief that he fulfilled his desire.”
“His desire?”
“The desire to see his daughter. Not only didst thou long to see thy father, but thy father also longed for thee.”
The Demon God’s eyes curved.
“May thy regret have been soothed by the reunion.”
“…….”
Bryce kept silent for a moment.
There was no way a member like Sun-woo would know anything.
But the words he said all touched her heart exactly as they were.
In the end, she hesitated and opened her mouth.
“I am always grateful to you, Sun-woo. On my way back to Korea this time, I wanted to deliver those words of gratitude too.”
She had intended to make a formal appointment and come.
Today, on her way back from another business appointment, she just dropped by and ended up coming all the way inside.
Nonetheless, this gratitude was sincere.
“Thank you very much.”
Gratitude containing sincerity.
The members also grew quiet, knowing what kind of meaning the USB held for Bryce.
“Hmph.”
The Demon God just laughed lightly.
***
Soon after, the CEO flew in from the company.
“CEO Bryce Kim! It is my first time meeting you directly. I am Gu Hu-shik!”
That speed at which he arrived to welcome the investor’s visit could literally be described only as flying.
“Does the CEO have no liver or gallbladder?”
“Sun-woo, where did you learn those words? Anyway, the answer is yes. I have no such thing.”
Although the Demon God stared with narrowed eyes, the CEO merely laughed.
“You can make an appointment in advance, or come suddenly. You are welcome anytime.”
“Yes, yes.”
Bryce, welcomed by the CEO, took out a small item from her handbag.
“Is that not the USB?”
They thought the USB matter was over.
Bryce spoke with a serious face.
“There is some content here that bothers me.”
It was not over yet.
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