Chapter 62: Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! (62)/ 786 |
TL: Hanguk
PR: MiniPixelZ
Evening at the Kindergarten of Destruction.
Tong. Jjak. Tong. Jjak.
“Paespaes, how’s this rhythm?”
Having put Taecho to sleep, Sejun tapped his palm and Theo’s belly, and asked Paespaes, who was eating fruit and digesting.
Sejun was composing music with his group. In order to become a composer who actually receives royalty fees.
“Puhuhut. Excellent, meow! With this, we could earn 10,000 Tower Coins in royalties, meow!”
Great hybrid Chairman Park is amazing no matter what, meow!
For reference, considering the current value of Tower Coins is 2 million won, the royalties Theo mentioned would be 2 billion won. A ridiculous amount for a rookie composer to receive. Of course, Theo would somehow make it happen.
Kuehehehe. Kueng!
[Hehehe. Dad, Cuengi will play with his belly too!]
Tung. Tung. Tung.
Cuengi pushed out his belly to Sejun and tapped it with his front paws.
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe. Butler! Give me a part too!]
Jingle!
[Sejun-nim, please trust Kkobangi, the wizard of rhythm who freely controls both on-beat and off-beat!]
Blackie enthusiastically promoted Kkobangi.
“Kyoo-kyoo- wizard, you say? The word ‘wizard’ isn’t meant to be used like that.”
Though Kkobangi accidentally annoyed Iona,
Jingle! Jangle!
[I apologize for upsetting Iona-nim! I’ll correct it to ‘Rhythm Killer Kkobangi’!]
As a true owner of talent: Bell-ringer, Kkobangi quickly changed his words.
Just like that, with a single word from Sejun, the surroundings became lively.
(Pip-pip. Sejun-nim, that’s a little bland…)
Tong. Jjak- Tongtong. Jjak. Tong- Jjak. Jjak.
(How about changing it like this?)
Paespaes carefully offered his opinion.
“Oh. That’s good? As expected from Singer King Paespaes.”
(Pehehe. Not at all. I just made a small adjustment to what you gave me. It’s because the rhythm you showed me was great, Sejun-nim.)
“Hehehe. Really?”
No wonder I always wanted to compose.
I really do have a talent for composing.
With Paespaes’s humble comment, Sejun immediately became full of pride.
“Paespaes, then how about this one?”
Ttuttatta. Tung~tta. Tong. Tta. Ttururururu.
Sejun began to throw out unreasonable beats while playing on Theo and Cuengi’s bellies.
Fortunately, Paespaes effortlessly adjusted even Sejun’s absurd rhythm into something pleasing to the ear, clearly displaying his musical genius.
And then.
Kking?
[Paespaes hyung, when does Kkobangi get to shake his bell?]
When he couldn’t convince Sejun, Blackie started pitching to Paespaes instead.
After watching, it became clear, Paespaes was the real decision-maker. Sejun simply nodded along enthusiastically whenever Paespaes gave an opinion and didn’t actually do much.
Jingle! Jingle! Jingle!
[Paespaes hyung! Just give me a chance, and I’ll shake my bell with all my soul! Jingle! Jingle!]
Kkobangi shook his bell hard, trying to assert his presence.
(Pip-pip. Got it. Then shake your bell when I give you the signal.)
Jingle! Jingle!
[Yes! Thank you!]
He was able to receive a part.
As they continued composing until dawn,
Gororong.
Kyororong.
Kurorong.
Kirorong.
The group fell asleep.
“Now that the composition’s done, all that’s left is the lyrics.”
(Pip-pip. Yes. Sejun-nim, great work.)
“Hehehe. No, our Paespaes worked even harder.”
After exchanging compliments, the two started writing lyrics.
One hour later.
(A cool breeze dries the sweat. Looks like you’ve been running hard.)
Paespaes sang the completed song as a guide recording.
For reference, the lyrics were a metaphor comparing life to running, offering comfort that just as a second wind follows exhaustion, good times will come after hard times.
Once the guide recording was complete,
“To send this to a production company, I need to make a new Instagram account first.”
He created an account with a name that had a strong composer vibe.
[sjbb_music]
Combining Sejun’s initials SJ and Paespaes’s initials BB, then adding “music” to the end.
I’ll just call it Suzbub Music when pronouncing it.
“Suzbub Music, wow. That’s a really good name.”
Sejun said the name of his newly founded company out loud and praised himself alone.
And then.
-Hello. This is Park Sejun, CEO of Suzbub Music. We’ve created an amazing hit song at Suzbub Music, so I’m sending it over. Please listen and get in touch.
He sincerely wrote the message and sent it as a DM.
“All done. Ah- need to attach the file.”
He almost forgot the most important part: the song.
Sejun found the song file he recorded on his smartphone and attached it.
[1.mp3]
The filename wasn’t the title of the song, it just meant it was the first one he made.
So, after Sejun sent the song file to dozens of agencies,
(Paa~haam.)
Paespaes, who had been watching from the side, yawned and rubbed his eyes with his wings. Before they knew it, the sun had risen and morning was here.
(Pehehe. Park Sejun-nim, I’m going to sleep now. Making the song together today was so much fun.)
“Me too. Let’s make another one next time. Paespaes, time to sleep.”
Sejun cupped Paespaes’s small body in both palms and
Swoosh. Swoosh.
Gently rubbed Paespaes’s belly with his thumbs.
(Pehehe…)
Paespaes happily enjoyed Sejun’s petting and then
Baerorong.
Fell asleep snoring.
Once Paespaes was asleep,
“It’s a weird time to sleep now… should I make some snacks?”
Sejun went to the kitchen, boiled fish to make Churu, steamed rice cakes, roasted sweet potatoes, roasted peanuts, and baked cakes.
The cake flavors included chocolate, cheese, strawberry, kiwi, peach, blueberry, and 20 more kinds.
One hour later.
“Hehehe. Nice. This should be enough snacks for a week, right?”
Sejun smiled contentedly at the finished snacks.
“Now I should make breakfast.”
37.150.24.137
He started cooking again.
A little later.
“Sejun, good morning.”
“Teecher-nim, give me food!”
Morning at the Kindergarten of Destruction had begun.
***
65th Floor of the Green Tower.
Ppiyaak!
[Smash!]
Whack!
Kkaeng.
Keong… keong.
[Ugh. That was… a good match.]
The green gnoll chieftain, Gnoll-nol, was struck in the side by Black Torch’s hammer and struggled to speak.
Ppiyaak! Ppiyaak!
[Yes! Thank you for dueling with me!]
Black Torch bowed his head and expressed his gratitude.
After the Black Tower connected with the other four towers, Black Torch, Shak, and Fatty began traveling through the towers, sparring with the residents of each one.
Since they were from the Black Tower, most residents were wary or unwelcoming at first.
Ppiyaak?
[But do you know Park Sejun?]
“Of course. How could I not know Chairman Park of Sejun Company, who is protected by great Green Dragon, Ophelia Iorg? Why do you ask?”
Ppiyaak!
[Park Sejun is my uncle!]
“What? How do I believe that?”
Ppiyaak…
[This was inscribed by my uncle, and this badge is from Uncle Theo…]
Black Torch, Shak, and Fatty showed the dragon tattoo Sejun had inscribed and the praise badge from Theo.
“So it’s true. You’re the nephew of Chairman Park… I’m honored. Please rest comfortably.”
The moment they proved their connection to Sejun, the residents’ gazes turned to kindness.
Over the next few days, as they traveled through the other towers, Black Torch realized something.
Uncle is that famous?!
Not just in the Black Tower, there wasn’t a single tower where Sejun’s name didn’t hold weight. The uncle who endured training under Master Minotaur King alongside him suddenly felt huge.
“Three carrot noodles, please.”
Ppiyaak!
[Yes!]
I’ll definitely become like Uncle.
Black Torch made up his mind while serving noodles. He continued running the food stall to earn travel expenses.
And then.
“They say the carrot dishes here are amazing.”
“Can’t you see the line? This place is crazy popular.”
Residents were lining up about 500 meters to eat at the stall. Some were, like Black Torch, travelers visiting other towers.
Thanks to that, through word of mouth among the tower residents, the name of the food stall run by Black Torch, Shak, and Fatty, BlackWhiteWhite Food Stall, spread widely across the five towers.
The food stall’s name was created by Black Torch, using the color of himself, Shak, and Fatty in order. Maybe Sejun’s naming talent(?) had been inherited by Black Torch too?
Cooking and naming talent alike.
Black Torch was gradually becoming more and more like Sejun.
“What the hell?! Who said you could do business here?! Don’t you know you have to pay protection fees to me, TuTu, of the Green Wild Boar Tribe, if you want to run a stall here?!”
Ppiyaak! Ppiyaak!
[Don’t care! Just bring it on!]
Fortunately, the food stall didn’t only attract customers, but also local thugs, allowing Black Torch’s combat power to increase day by day.
***
<Earth>
It had been ten days since Sejun started making and sending one song per day.
“Why aren’t they replying?”
Sejun checked his smartphone anxiously.
He had been confident even when he didn’t get replies the first few days, but as time dragged on, his confidence started to fade.
“Maybe it’s because the name isn’t well-known?”
Should I advertise a bit?
If he advertised in a busy area, maybe the name would get recognized.
“No. Our company is one that competes with musicality, so I can’t do that.”
Though it was unclear since when they competed with musicality, Sejun erased the idea of advertising from his list of options.
Then should I use a personal connection?
If he went through Sera, the girlfriend of Se-dol and also known as the Moonlight Fairy, he could get the song delivered to DD Entertainment, one of Korea’s top three agencies.
But.
If it came to that, he might as well just buy an agency.
He didn’t want to go that far. That would be even more troublesome.
Just then.
[A quest has appeared.]
[Quest: Please find the [Child of Creation Tainted by Destruction] who seeks to destroy <Shyongk> and bring them to the Kindergarten of Destruction.]
Reward: 5% increase in storage capacity of the [Brilliant Darkness Earrings], 1.2% evolution experience for <Earth (Lv. 6)>
A message appeared in front of Sejun.
I need to clear my head anyway.
“Guys, let’s go pick up a newbie!”
Sejun called his group.
“Puhuhut. Sounds good, meow!”
Kueng!
Kking!
“Yay!”
The group clung to Sejun’s body, ready to depart.
A moment later.
[You have arrived on the 1st floor of the Black Tower.]
Sejun and his group entered the Black Tower. Opening the 10th tower’s door from Earth was fine, but opening a dimensional gate still required caution.
Levels 8 and 9 were manageable, but if they accidentally connected to a level 10 world, it would be dangerous.
If they were unlucky and connected to a level 10 world, Earth could get sucked in and merged with it, ripped apart in the process.
(Pip-pip. I’ll open it now!)
Swoosh.
When Paespaes opened the dimensional gate connected to <Shyongk>,
“Paespaes, good job.”
Swoosh. Swoosh.
Sejun rubbed Paespaes’s belly and
Baerorong.
Put him back to sleep. Paespaes needed to be in top condition to make songs with Sejun later.
“Then let’s go.”
“Puhuhut. Sounds good, meow!”
Sejun crossed the dimensional gate with his group and entered <Shyongk>.
[You have arrived in level 5 world <Shyongk>.]
“A level 5 world?”
Sejun looked around with a slightly arrogant voice. His current level was about that of an ordinary person from a level 8 world.
Even the heroes of a level 5 world were weaker than Sejun. Of course, rare exceptions appeared now and then, but that was an extremely low probability.
“Puhuhut. Great hybrid Chairman Park, I, Vice Chairman Theo, will take this side, meow!”
“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. Then I’ll take this side!”
Kueng!
[Cuengi will take this side, daddy!]
Without needing instructions from Sejun, Theo, Iona, and Cuengi began scouting on their own.
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe. Great Blackie will guard the butler!]
Blackie sat down with his rear pressed against Sejun’s foot, keeping watch.
Kirorong.
But he fell asleep right away.
Blackie really couldn’t be trusted.
“Blackie oppa, are you sleeping? You’re supposed to play with Taecho!”
Taecho, who had followed Sejun, grabbed Blackie’s cheeks and tried to wake him up.
However.
Kking…
[Sleepy…]
Blackie didn’t get up.
“Hehe. It’s okay if you don’t wake up. You can just come with me.”
Taecho picked up Blackie like a doll and dragged him around.
“Daddy, you come too!”
“Alright.”
Taecho grabbed Sejun’s hand with her free hand and joyfully explored the surroundings.
[Taecho’s Diary]
Today, I explored a world called <Shyongk> with Daddy and Blackie. We didn’t find any treasure. But when Daddy started singing…