Chapter 9.10 - Act 9: Whimsically 10 (1/2)

And thus, the wedding ceremony ended after some twists and turns. Standing within the noisy hall, I glanced around in silence.

“You two really look great together…”

“The wedding song was good…”

“Where will the wedding reception be…”

“After that ends, let’s go…”

I could see the venue being emptied out realtime, resembling the low tide of the ocean. While whispering, some people walked outside while others stood still and shared conversations or took pictures.

Plus, I could also see Lee Suh-ah watching all that blankly.

“…”

Standing straight, her eyes were unfocused, seemingly having lots of thoughts bubbling up in her head. Watching that, I thought with a nod that it might perhaps be natural.

An eventful day like today would be a pretty rare one for her. It was her first time visiting a wedding ceremony and yet she had to sing the wedding song. And when she came, her close friend was there and she had to hide about her job.

It was quite literally a muddled-up situation.

‘Most likely, it was the first time she had such an experience in her life.’

Thinking that, I stared at her shortly before forming a smile. In any case, it was a great help that she could sing well even within all those circumstances.

If Lee Suh-ah made a mistake here, there would’ve been quite the penalty finding the next job, because this industry was one that was affected greatly by name value.

Just like how we found a job today thanks to Lee Suh-ah’s name value, if our image was ruined on the other hand, it meant we wouldn’t be able to find any jobs. However, if we performed like today without making any mistakes and built up the results, it would be of great help in making my future portfolio.

This was all thanks to Lee Suh-ah singing without being shaken.

‘It was worth giving Song Mirae an excuse.’

With a slight sense of satisfaction, I watched her and found her eyes slowly turning towards a direction from the ground she was facing. I chased the end of her gaze and found a person.

It was Song Mirae, having some chat with her relative at a distance.

‘Does she need to say something?’

I watched Lee Suh-ah staring at Song Mirae when she abruptly opened her mouth.

“Hey.”

“What.”

Her head turned slowly as our eyes met.

I could see her black pupils. Those relaxed eyes slowly started to change after perceiving me. From the initial blurry gaze, it turned solid as the unfocused pupils contracted and sunk in.

After making an expression that appeared like she had resolved something, she sturdily opened her mouth.

“You don’t have to help me anymore.”

“Help?”

What did I help her with? When she saw the curiosity reflected from my tilted head, she raised her eyebrows up.

“I’m talking about the jobs.”

“The jobs?”

Blinking my eyes, I carefully digested her words and thought in doubt. The jobs… we were just doing it together and it was strange to say I was helping her. It’s not like I would’ve earned more by doing it alone.

Besides, Lee Suh-ah might give me jobs instead like today so I was the one that wanted to beg her to do it with me if she could. Before, it was because I thought she was a rich lady that I didn’t request her for it.

That was also the reason I didn’t talk about it to Han Dasom.

With such thoughts filling my brain, I tilted my head when Lee Suh-ah opened her mouth with a stutter.

“That… thanks! I’m very grateful that you are getting jobs for me but…! I think you can stop now… we might see Mirae like today…”

“Song Mirae?”

After babbling on strangely, which was quite rare for her, Lee Suh-ah saw my face filled in doubt and stiffened before immediately changing the topic of the conversation.

“Anyway! I just don’t want to do it anymore. I did earn quite a lot so far and… I would be sorry for relying on you so much as well.”

“…I see.”

I thought back slowly and soon came to an understanding. Although it only lasted 2 weeks, we did earn quite a lot. If she was to add all the concour prizes she gathered up, it should be enough for the school fees. I had enough to hand my father some capital for investing in stock as well.

Seeing me nod, Lee Suh-ah quickly added more words.

“Plus, we should start focusing on the concert as well.”

Concert.

Hearing that, I nodded again.

There were roughly 2 weeks left till the concert. It really was time for us to focus.

*

The principal, Song Muntak was sitting inside his study.

“…”

There were all sorts of music sheets and books filling the study, which was one of the locations he enjoyed being in while organising his thoughts.

It was because he believed that the smell of paper, and the smell of old wood would clear his mind.

“Hmm…”

And naturally, the reason he came to this room today was simple.

A contemplation – thinking of something that wasn’t going the way he wanted, In the middle of that, Song Muntak abruptly had a flashback on the conversations he had with Timothy Dickson.

When he stopped him from leaving and carefully talked about Jo Yunjae, Timothy Dickson thought for a bit before saying this.

“So, if your words are true; if he could truly bloom and awaken the abilities of other performers in such short periods of time…”

“…then?”

Back then, Timothy Dickson had replied like this after deep contemplation.

“He might become a legendary conductor in the future…”

“…!”

“Haha, of course, it’s just a small possibility.”

Leaving those words behind, Timothy Dickson covered it up in a joking manner but it had already etched the word ‘legendary’ into Song Muntak’s heart.

Legendary…

A legendary conductor. When he thought about exporting a talent like that from his school,

‘I can’t go over it as an artist myself.’

He thought with flickering eyes.

Of course, he did recognise his talents before asking Timothy Dickson but it was along the lines of ‘doesn’t he suit conductors more than singers’… and nothing more.

However, when he heard the word ‘legendary’ from an existence that was already being called a legendary conductor, his mind rapidly started weighing over to one side. It leaned towards Jo Yunjae’s conducting ability that recognised Han Dasom’s talents which no-one else had and awakened it.

‘But… how do I bring him in?’

His firm attitude of sticking to songs did not show even a glimpse of possibility… was what he was thinking about when a notification sound reached his ears.

It was a special notification sound that he had set up, that signalled a message from Song Mirae.

“Nn? Did something happen?”

She never messaged first usually… thinking that, he tilted his head when the message sent by Song Mirae entered his sight.

First off, he could see a picture.

On the bright, sparkling background that appeared to be a wedding venue, a pair of male and female were singing.