Devil's Music

8th: Sankyung, Seoul

Time flies like an arrow.

Tae Woo and the movie, which moved to Woo2 Dong, Haeundae, wanted to study in a slightly better environment now that I was in the fifth grade.

Elementary schools do not have a grade yet, but the grade is at the top of the school. I thought if I had studied in Seoul, I could go to a better university than studying in Busan and design a better life.

The case of Sihwa, who was not good at studying, had a harsh side. After an hour of studying, he spent two hours defending the semi-lieutenant. As the gunpowder grew, I studied hard, saying that I didn't want to lose even though I hated the sound of cursing that was poured out on me that was relatively unlike myself because of the blessing of the pot and the handsomeness.

Shihua sat at his desk and studied and saw him looking at the book at the side table.

He is his brother, but handsome like the prince in fairy tales.

No, it was a bit different from the prince of fairy tales.

Prince McDreamy always has blue eyes on a white horse, but his brother has dark, shiny black hair and a sharp nose. The dark eyebrows and dark eyeline looked like they had been cremated, and the red lips seemed to bleed soon. The eyes of the book were beautiful, but overall it looked chic and cold, making it look more like a nobleman than the prince in fairy tales.

Shihua's classmates occasionally twisted and blushed whenever the case came to her class.

Sihwa nodded at the desk and looked at the case.

“Brother, you're always looking at novels. Why don't you teach me a lesson? ”

Gun replied without taking his eyes off the book.

“Thorns, studying is what you do. What can I do for you? There is a different way to study Narako. It's hard to just see, understand, and remember what to memorize. ”

Sihwa's eyebrows rose in response to the plentiful answer.

“D-profit... Brother, is it too much for you? Why am I studying twice as much as your brother? Because I have a bad head, is that it? ”

The gun turns its head to look at the poetry.

Seeing Sihwa's furious eyes tingle, he sweated.

The only thing I know is that if you touch a poem like this, you're nagging all day.

I took the chair off and stepped back.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... I don't know how to do this... I'll just take a look at the textbooks and explain.”

Shihua stood up and folded his arms, following the steps behind him.

“So your brother's a genius, and I'm an idiot and I can't do it? ”

I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, but I couldn't easily think of a brother who was already 5 '7 "tall. This is because Shihua has the ability to carry a gun with his mouth, not with his strength, to the point of death.

Even when I tried to sleep, I was most afraid of poetry that made my eyes open with my fingers and nagged.

“Oh, it's a... wow, Irano...”

Sihwa untied her arms and came closer.

“Brother, what if you don't help me solve my study paper today? ”

The incident that was pushed back and forth was pushed to the wall.

“Oh, okay. I'll help you.”

Sihwa turned his back and sat at his desk rather than looking for a moment more.

I pretended to be mad, but if the case helped, I could solve the paper quickly.

He smiled when he felt better.

I hesitated and approached the visit because I didn't see his face and only looked at his back head while sweating.

As soon as I caught the ring, Sihua's head turned around.

“Where's your brother going? Aren't you going to help me with my study? ”

The gun is secured with a door hook.

“Oh, no, I'm going to get some of my water. Wait.”

Sihwa got up and opened the door.

“I drink water, too. Come with me.

The case of leaving the room and Xihwa opened the refrigerator door.

The refrigerator had a 1000 ml milk headache. Since I was a kid, I used to drink 1000 ml of milk all at once.

Without thinking about it, I grabbed the milk with one hand and opened my mouth and drank it.

Sithwa looked at the case with a cup of water in his hand.

“Is he the biggest in your class? You drink a lot of milk. Is it bigger than your homeroom teacher? ”

He wiped his mouth and said.

“Uh, it's similar to the teacher. If you drink a lot of milk, you'll be taller. ”

Shihua shakes his head and says.

“I can't stay because of diarrhea if I eat white milk. ”

At that moment, I heard the voice of zeroes calling out to the two in the room.

“Gun, Shihua. Come to Mommy's room for a second. ”

Gun and Shihua listened to her voice and headed to the inside room.

In the room, there was a burning and freezing beside the bed.

She jumped on the bed and sat down between the two of them.

The gun sits on the edge of the bed.

He looked at the burning children and said,

“Come on, you've grown up. My father called me because he had a major announcement. ”

Guns and Shihua stared at the burning and gave me a curious look.

Alternating between burning and poetry, I revealed my teeth and laughed.

“Let's go to Seoul. Have you heard of Seoul? A big city boy. Let's go live in Seoul, the capital of Korea. ”

I was surprised at the case and the poetry.

I've never been to Seoul. Sometimes I only knew that it was the president's place on TV news and that it was a big city.

The children's opinions were not important in this matter anyway, and the two who were forced to do what the adults told them to do separated from the school friends they loved. In fact, the families who moved around in Busan to save money and move to a rented house only moved eleven times, and it was nothing special because they transferred seven times.

Winter break just before the sixth grade.

Gun's family admired Seoul.

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