Devil’s Music

At an Italian restaurant's VIP room not far from Downtown New York General Hospital.

Upon seeing Geon's face, the restaurant staff immediately gave up the VIP room, and the manager and employees hurried over to set things up and take photos and autographs.

Watching Geon's fan service, Zion spoke with a smile after the room cleared and everyone left.

"Haha, you're really popular. Sorry, I didn't realize you were this famous when I saw you last time."

Geon pulled a chair closer and sat down with a laugh.

"Haha, you might not know, what. By the way, what brings you to the hospital? Do you have any ailments?"

"No, no. This time, I was just prowling around trying to draw this thing called illness."

Geon widened his eyes and asked.

"Drawing illness? What do you mean? Are you saying you're going to draw a picture expressing the pain of suffering patients?"

"Yes, I know. But can you also represent illness in a painting? Hmm... I can only think of something that looks like a virus."

"Huhu, I thought the same. That's why I was observing and researching when I met you."

"I see, it seems we always meet coincidentally. Maybe we had a connection in a past life? Haha"

"Huhu, maybe so."

Geon stood up from his seat with a laugh.

"Sorry, I'll go to the restroom."

"Go ahead."

Watching Geon leave the VIP room, Zion's face turned cold as soon as the door closed. He gritted his teeth and muttered.

"I don't know what trick Gamagin has played, but this guy has crossed the line, why aren't the angels acting? Let's assume the demons acted because of Gamagin, but why the angels? I just don't understand."

Zion opened his mouth again after glancing at the door through which Geon had left.

"Now that it has come to this, I'll make you surpass your limits once more. Let's see if they stay quiet when you have the power to toy with human lives."

Staring at the ceiling and grinding his teeth at someone above, Zion hurriedly changed his expression to a smile as he heard the door open.

"Haha, you're here early... huh?"

Zion stumbled back from his seat as he saw a blonde young man in a tight grey suit standing at the door.

"Py, Pyemon!?"

With his hands behind his back, Pyemon entered the VIP room, closed the door, and stared at Zion.

"It's been a while?"

Flustered, Zion tried to gauge Pyemon's intentions.

"Damn, how did he know... is he always watching the child?"

Unperturbed, Pyemon took a seat next to where Geon had been sitting, crossed his legs, and looked relaxed. Zion broke out in a cold sweat.

"Py, Pyemon is not to be trifled with! That bastard is the worst of the worst!"

As Zion rolled his eyes trying to find an excuse, Pyemon smirked and placed his fist on the table.

"What are you thinking?"

"A...ah, I was just surprised to see you here all of a sudden."

Pyemon's smile faded.

"Indeed, it's been seven thousand three hundred years since we last met."

Recalling the past, Zion sweated as he remembered the beauty he had touched unknowingly, which had enraged Pyemon, who had destroyed more than half of his domain. ṝ

And just before his death, after being beaten by Lucifer's intervention, he had survived but was beaten again by Pyemon who secretly visited him during his recovery.

Pyemon, who oversees destruction and pulverization, was a high-ranking demon on a similar level to Gamagin in terms of sheer power.

"That... that's right."

Pyemon uncrossed his legs and stared at Zion before nodding toward the chair.

"Sit, won't you?"

"Uh... yes, okay."

Zion hesitantly picked up his fallen chair and sat down as Pyemon growled softly.

"What brings you here?"

Stumbling for words, Zion managed to say.

"Ah... I, I just came down to look around the human world and happened to meet a child I liked..."

"Oh? You found a child to your liking too? That's pleasant to hear?"

"That, that's..."

Avoiding Pyemon's gaze, Zion heard the door open. Geon, seeing a new guest in the VIP room, widened his eyes.

"Huh? Zion. Who is this?"

As Zion tried to speak, Pyemon stood up, causing him to shrink back.

"Oh, hello? I'm a friend of Zion. Just happened to pass by and saw this friend here and came in."

Geon quietly observed Pyemon. Geon, feeling somewhat familiar with Pyemon, who appeared to be of

his age, tilted his head.

"Have we met before?"

Pyemon bared his teeth in a smile and shrugged.

"I'm not sure, I can't remember."

Observing Pyemon quietly, Geon sat down as Pyemon naturally took the seat next to Zion and said.

"Since it's fate that we met, may I join you for the meal? Oh, I'll pay for my own, of course."

Geon, feeling inexplicably drawn to Pyemon, laughed and replied.

"Sure, that's fine. But have we met before? You seem so familiar."

"Haha, it's common to feel that way about some people you meet. It's easy to become friends with such people."

"Haha, is that so? You look about my age, shall we be friends?"

Zion, catching his breath, internally screamed.

"Crazy!! There must be a thirty thousand year age difference, you fool!"

Zion's outcry was merely internal as Pyemon offered a handshake with a smile.

"Then, let's be friends! To celebrate becoming friends with a famous musician, I'll pay for the meal today, although I know you're wealthy, but don't refuse a friend's kindness, haha."

As Geon shook Pyemon's hand, he smiled brightly.

"Sure, haha. But what's your name?"

Pyemon smiled back.

"Fey, call me Fey."

"Right, Fey. You're not American, are you? You seem European."

"Yes, I'm from England."

"Wow, that's cool. I go to England often; I have friends there too."

"Really? Haha, that's also a coincidence."

"Recently, there's been a lot of coincidences, even with Zion here. Haha."

As Geon pointed out Zion, Pyemon placed his hand on Zion's shoulder and feigned friendliness.

"Haha, right. Zion, you must be glad we're friends now?"

Zion, cringing, felt a slight pain as Pyemon secretly tightened his grip on his neck.

"That, that's great! Friends are good!"

Geon, with a pure smile, exclaimed.

"Let's be friends then. Since the two of you are friends, it would be great if all three of us became friends."

Zion looked puzzled.

"Fr, friends? With me?"

For the first time in tens of thousands of years, a high-ranking demon was about to make a human friend. Unperturbed by the absurd look on Zion's face, Geon smiled beautifully and nodded vigorously.

"Yes! Let's all be friends!"

"Uh... that, that's..."

As Zion glanced at Pyemon, Pyemon, hiding his eyes from Geon with his hand on his chin, stared fiercely at Zion, who hastily replied.

"That, that's right! Friends! Let's be friends!"

Geon clapped his hands with a joyful face.

"Great! Haha, I owe you one, Zion, so I'll repay you little by little as friends. I just met Fey today, but I feel strangely fond of him. I feel good! Shall we also have a drink?"

Pyemon clapped his hands in agreement.

"Sure! Great, you can't have a new friend without a drink! You know what's good, haha. Zion! You like that too, right?"

Zion was about to frown but jumped up as soon as he met Pyemon's eyes, raising both hands.

"That, that's right!! Let's drink! Drink and die!"

Soon, the three of them ordered drinks from a waiter who brought the food and started to have a good time with the freshly arrived drinks.

Though there were many people around, Geon, who could only truly call Shizuka and Kevin his friends, was thrilled to make two new friends at once and began drinking faster than usual.

Eventually, in the early evening, Geon's head dropped onto the table as he murmured in his sleep.

"Mmm... Fey, I somehow feel comfortable with you."

Watching Geon drunkenly sleep, Pyemon looked lovingly at him. As Geon collapsed, Ku-Zion straightened up, looked unnerved by Pyemon's stare.

Without saying a word, Pyemon continued to stare at Ku-Zion for a while before gently touching his shoulder.

"Friends?"

Ku-Zion swallowed dryly and glanced at Pyemon.

"That... that's..."

"Friends should get along well, right?"

"Ah, um..."

Pointing at Geon, who was sleeping, Pyemon said.

"That child sleeping there is also your friend, right?"

"Ah... that, that's... that's right."

"So, you won't harm your friend, will you?"

"Cr... ahem..."

As Pyemon firmly grasped his shoulder, sending pain through it, Ku-Zion quickly replied.

"That, that's right! Shouldn't do that!"

Satisfied with Zion's answer, Pyemon stood up, helped Geon up

, and said.

"Today, thanks to you, I unexpectedly got the chance to be by the child's side, so I'll let it slide. But Ku-Zion. Don't forget what you said yourself about being the child's friend."

Ku-Zion internally cursed.

'That was something you forced me to say! It's not even a promise sworn on a demon's name, why should I! Damn XXXX piece of XX!!!'

As Pyemon helped Geon out of the VIP room, he looked back at the door. Ku-Zion, who had just cursed a storm internally, hastily changed his expression to a forced smile as Pyemon said.

"You, tell me honestly."

Ku-Zion flinched at the sudden question.

"What, what?"

Pyemon, leaning on Geon who could barely stand, gestured and said.

"About you wanting to be friends. This is the first time, isn't it?"

"Uh? That... that's..."

Pyemon chuckled and left the VIP room.

"Congratulations. You've made your first friend."

As Pyemon disappeared with Geon, Ku-Zion stared fixedly for a long time.

"Friend... huh?"

Ku-Zion, who had been cursing internally just moments before, now looked solemnly at the open door and slowly rose from his seat.

"Friend...?"

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