164. Even to the point of violation…?

[RKRO Isn’t this Han Taemin?]

[Who is Han Tae-min?]

[Why? He is a celebrity who came out on You Tube and said he was a fan of Luca Land.]

[It seems like the voice is similar, but I don’t know?]

[But judging from the way he speaks, it seems like that.]

Comments that make my hands sweat.

Doa, who was sitting next to me, also didn’t have a very bright expression.

“…Did you get caught?”

“No. “I think it’s just a joke, right?”

“Use it…”

Doa sat down on the bed, biting her nails nervously.

“It’ll be okay, right?”

“…Maybe?”

Actually, I never imagined that I would get caught with this.

It’s not that I didn’t show my face, I just said that I had to talk outside to talk about it.

The lines I said in my first web drama are out of topic because they are lines.

It’s probably all about a 15-minute video on YouTube.

These Pingtuks were so persistent that they even made a comparative analysis video.

“But… if you know that your brother is Taemin Han…”

Actually, I was scared too, but I didn’t want to make Doa anxious.

“Hey. It’s not like I went around talking about dating you. There won’t be any problems with Luca’s broadcast. “There’s nothing wrong with me being your fan.”

“That’s not it, if you get mentioned here and there and someone recognizes you, it’s going to be difficult…”

In fact, back when my 100 questions and answers videos were very popular, some people recognized them, but not now.

Because humans are animals of forgetfulness.

I would have already been forgotten in the public’s mind.

“Hey. “Anyway, if you’re talented enough to take care of Closer’s joint venture, you won’t even leave the room.”

“…Oppa is coming out of the room.”

“What are you talking about? “This is my room.”

I bent down to be at eye level with Doa and held her hand tightly.

“Even if they find out by pretending to be a great detective, there’s nothing they can do to me.”

This was a real fact. What can they do?

If I were Taemin Han, who appeared in the web drama, and RKRO, who composed Summer Records, what would they do?

I just thought it would end at the level of ‘wow, that’s right~’.

Rather, I was worried about what the company would say to Doa.

“Ah. Right. “I had something to tell you.”

I, who had not yet told her about the call during the day, sat next to her and told her about the phone call.

“So, did you receive an email from that person named Ashblock?”

“No. Yet.”

“You didn’t tell me what you were calling me for?”

“Yes. I don’t know either.”

“Then let’s check if you’re here now. “He could have come.”

“A. “It wasn’t there when I checked 20 minutes ago.”

…What is it? Why did you come.

[Hello. Composer Ash from Bitdam Entertainment…]

-5:21 P.M.

Doa, who was looking at the phone screen together, looked up at me with a proud expression.

It wasn’t really a big deal, but it was an embarrassing moment.

“Press it quickly. “You’re curious!”

Doa is making a fuss and hitting my forearm.

I was curious, so I quickly touched the screen.

[Hello! My name is Ashblock, a composer under Bitdam Entertainment.]

[At the risk of being rude, I received contact information from the person involved, and thank you for giving me permission.]

[The winning song of this year’s Closer contest. I heard it so well that I contacted you to see if you would be interested in working with our team if you are not affiliated with it.]

[Please reply via email and we will provide detailed information.]

Doa blinks with a foolish face.

“…Oppa.”

“…Yes.”

And that would have been the same for me as well.

“Do you know what Bitdam Entertainment does?”

“No? “You don’t know?”

I wasn’t joking, I was just saying it because I really didn’t know.

I learned about the name Ashblock because people made a fuss about it being a contest dark horse.

There was no way I knew the name of the person who composed idol songs.

If you don’t even know the idol’s name, how do you know the composer of the idol’s song?

“Ha… Sometimes, you look like a caveman.”

“Caveats can’t see Virtubers.”

When he answered in a very serious tone, Doa shook her head as if she was fed up.

“Bitdam, um… Let me explain, is she a singer among singers? “It feels like a company with many artists among artists.”

“Really?”

“Yes. So, rather than feeling like a large entertainment agency for very popular idols, it’s smaller in scale but has a lot of people who are famous for their good music?”

“Is there anyone?”

“Representatively…”

I couldn’t help but be surprised by the names of the singers mentioned.

Because, as she explained, the careers of the singers were truly amazing.

“…But me from there?”

“That means it’s a big hit!”

“…Why?”

“No. It’s written there. “I said my brother makes good songs and I want to take him with me!”

The question mark above his head only became darker.

Even when I thought about Amman, I couldn’t shake the question, ‘Why me there?’

“What should I do?”

If you look at my face now, I probably look very stupid, but I actually felt like there was a screw missing in my head.

“Um… Oppa. “If you’re interested in making music, why don’t you reply?”

Unlike me, who was dumbfounded, Doa asked me cautiously.

“But… I hope you do it because you like it… I’m not just saying I like it. “I just like you…”

“Like last time, I don’t like doing things just because I seem to like them…”

A shadow appeared on Doa’s face, as if she was remembering her bad memories.

Reach out her hand and stroke her hair.

“Not really. Would I do that again? “I’m not stupid either.”

“…You’re stupid.”

“Why am I such a fool?”

“You don’t even know Bitdam, you’re an idiot.”

When it came out like that, I had nothing to say and just smiled and scratched my head.

“Hey, didn’t you just need to know YM and Clojure? Teacher?”

“I listen to a lot of anime songs, but I also listen to some Korean songs. Brother.”

“I don’t like it. “It’s my heart.”

After looking at the contents of the email again, I tried to reply on the spot.

* * *

Did all of these music and entertainment companies originally agree to be located in the same neighborhood?

Bitdam Office located in the alley right across from the YM office building.

I couldn’t shake off the feeling of displeasure the entire time I was on the bus.

But what can be done?

I was told that I would not be able to see him from afar because he was busy with work, so I had no choice.

And in a way, he was a person who could be a senior at work or a team leader, so it didn’t seem right for me to ask him to come.

And so we arrived in front of the building.

I expected an incredibly large building, but it wasn’t that.

A 4-story concrete building.

It was an open space with the stairs clearly visible through the large windows.

They told me to call them when I arrived, so I took out my cell phone and pressed the call button with a trembling heart.

[Hello… Hello?]

[Ah. Yes. Lucario! Are you here?]

I thought you would call me RKRO, but I suddenly cleared my throat when I heard the Twitch ID.

[Okay… Ah… Yes… I’m in front of the entrance right now…]

From noble mtl dot com

[That’s right! I’ll come down right now!]

After waiting for about 3 minutes, more came out than I expected.

He was a very friendly man.

I thought I could wear jeans and a sweatshirt, but these three-stripe slippers…

Are you a company?

“Ah! Mr. Lucario?”

Ashblock smiles brightly when he spots me.

The spiky beard was imprinted in my mind as my first impression.

“Ah… Yes…”

“Hey. “I looked so cool that I thought I was a trainee walking around town.”

Well… I wasn’t a trainee, but I did something absurd for a while.

I smiled bitterly even as I was answering the question.

“Come in quickly! “Have you eaten?”

“No. Yet.”

“Ah. “I said I would order Jjajangmyeon. Do you want to eat it together?”

“Yes… Yes… Jajangmyeon is delicious.”

“There is an amazing restaurant here that I order from every day.”

Beyond the distinction between popular and popular, this feeling is…

This is just my uncle!

It felt overly familiar, so I wondered why, and realized that there were exactly similar people around me.

We followed him to a private studio located in the innermost part of the second floor.

The midday sunlight was illuminating a keyboard that looked very expensive.

“Come in!”

“Yes.”

He sat down on a soft-looking chair and offered me a seat on the other side.

“I had a hard time coming. “Which side is your house…”

“Ah. I am.”

What followed was a conversation that had nothing to do with music.

“Jajangmyeon or Jjambbong?”

“I have some time…”

“The jajangmyeon here is delicious, so just eat the jajangmyeon.”

…If that’s the case, why did you ask?

The more I look at him, the more he resembles my uncle.

After ordering a substantial set menu, he finally got to the point.

“What do you think of Summer Records? Mr. Taemin?”

“I guess it’s just a case of luck that worked out well…”

Eshblock burst out laughing and waved his index finger.

“Humility is too much. “That’s not a chord progression that anyone can do.”

“Yes…?”

“Studying Mars. “Have you never tried it?”

“…I don’t have any?”

He said nothing for a moment and then looked at me with a very serious expression.

“Phew… Taemin.”

“Yes.”

For no reason, I get nervous and swallow my saliva.

“Would you like me to teach you Yuringi?”

First of all, it looked delicious, so I nodded my head up and down.

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