Chapter 11.7 - Act 11: Slowly 7 (1/2)

Act 11: Slowly 7

The moment I picked up the phone, I could hear the teacher’s thick voice.

[Yunjae. Do you have some time?]

I quickly thought of the timetable in my head.

So… the regular lessons for today have ended with the club session and… there weren’t any particular practices or promises regarding practising together with other kids. Actually, I was thinking of shutting myself in a practice room but, it’s something that could be ignored whenever the teacher is calling so…

After finishing the calculations, I gave a quick reply.

“Yes sir. Time? Of course I’m okay.”

[Right. Then come to the usual place.]

“Yes!”

As the phone call came to a stop, I turned my eyes to it feeling peculiar when Han Dasom, sitting modestly to the side, asked.

“Is it from the teacher…?”

“Yeah. He’s calling me for some reason…”

It was strange, because he normally wasn’t the type to call people like this.

Teacher Kwak Jungsoo… was someone that believed in a non-interference education so it was even rare for him to contact me first without me looking for him.

He was the type that quietly took care of others from the back.

Is there something urgent he needs to say today? Thinking that, I tilted my head when a person entered my sight.

Black hair fluttering in a dignified manner, the nose appearing like it could soar through the skies, eyes sparkling in arrogance and a confident expression with curled up lips.

It was Song Mirae.

As if she was a victorious general returning from a battle, she took large steps forward and soon stood in front of me before glancing at Han Dasom and changing her expression. From the look of leisure, it changed to a scoff, “Puht.”

Seeing that annoying look on her face, Han Dasom formed a dumbfounded expression.

“…What?”

“Ah~ Dasom, you were there?”

Seemingly having just discovered her, Song Mirae with her raised shoulders looked down at Han Dasom and opened her mouth.

“It was exhausting to suddenly undertake an audition right? Great work today Dasom~”

With her eyebrows slightly raised up, Han Dasom looked into Song Mirae’s eyes.

“…You too.”

“Huhuh.”

Watching the two of them sharing words of goodwill with a light smile, I scratched my hair.

Were they always this friendly? I thought they usually don’t even greet each other though.

I was observing their relationship with a strange gaze when Song Mirae, who had closed her mouth for a short period of time, first started a conversation.

“The song was really difficult right? How could he ask us to sing it after giving it to us for ten minutes? Isn’t that too much?”

“…You’re right.”

“I somehow settled my emotions and acted but… didn’t have enough time and it was all too rough. It was fortunate that the teacher and Yunjae gave good evaluations but…”

Song Mirae then stared at me with sparkling eyes and seeing that, I opened my mouth.

“Because it was good.”

“…Uh?”

I slowly thought as I looked at Song Mirae, who became stiff while staring at me.

Right.

Whether it be singers singing pop songs, opera singers or musical actors… in the end, we were people that let others hear our song.

Not me but other people.

Audience, instead of judges.

Then, it must be normal to match their standards, instead of following my own standard. Rather than just singing ‘well’, the ability to raise the audience themselves to the stage in immersion.

The talent to bewitch them, and make them laugh or cry. That was Song Mirae’s talent, as someone who greatly succeeds in the future as a musical actor.

‘…Now that I’m thinking back on it, she has always been slightly different while singing.’

Going through the album inside my head, I searched for Song Mirae’s singing moments and soon, Song Mirae singing on the stage started slowly surfacing in my head.

Overflowing facial expression, gestures that unconsciously come out, natural control of eyes and the feet swaying left and right. Indeed, every movement seemed to be showcasing her talent.

‘…Her inborn talent as an actor.’

For me to become an opera singer, it was a talent that had to be somewhat copied.

“It was good. For real. It was enough to make you the female protagonist.”

When I honestly admitted her, she seemed flustered instead. Rolling her eyes around in search of things to look at, she twirled the end of her hair and finally faced her gaze to the ground.

“Really…?”

After mumbling like that, Song Mirae seemed to have fully digested my words as her expression started easing up. Her eyebrows once again shot up in confidence as arrogance filled her eyes and her lips curled in a rather annoying manner.

…Maybe I shouldn’t have complimented her.

I was staring at her in a small regret when she flicked her hair behind her head and spoke in an even more pleased voice.

“I knew it~ I knew Yunjae would understand! Even back at home, everyone would be completely fooled whenever I acted~”

…That must be because she was the youngest daughter. Who would be fooled by a sloppy girl like her except maybe herself?

Maybe it was that simplicity that actually helped her out when acting.

In the middle of my short contemplation, Song Mirae with her vigorous smile changed her target to Han Dasom.

“In any case, I’m sorry Dasom. It seems that I will have to be the female protagonist~”

Quietly listening to her words, Han Dasom opened her mouth with a smile.

“Nn. That’s okay. These days I’m busy practising for the Subscription Concert together with Yunjae so… it would have been hard to do it in the first place.”

“…Is that so? You shouldn’t overdo it.”

“The Subscription Concert is important though… Oh right, but the practice time could interfere with the musical practices though…”

“As long as you keep it down so that it doesn’t interfere with the…”

“We don’t know what could happen so…”

I blankly watched the two of them that suddenly started diligently sharing a conversation when Chloe, who approached without me even realising, asked a question with blinking eyes.

“What are you doingg here?”

“Un?”

Seeing Chloe’s innocent face, I abruptly remembered the promise I made with Teacher Kwak Jungsoo.

Ah, he would be waiting for me.

Let’s go quick.

Giving a nod, I made a smile.

“My lesson teacher called me so I was just about to go there. If you’re heading to the practice rooms as well, Chloe, do you want to go together?”

“Okay~”

Just like that, we left Song Mirae and Han Dasom behind as we slowly headed towards the practice rooms.

“Huhuh.”

Chloe humming as she walked appeared to be in a rather good mood for some reason.