episode_0140

“It’s a small bug. It’s a bug that crawls on the floor.”

“…….”

“Do you want to become Yeo’s friend?”

once upon a time,

In the distant past that no one remembers anymore.

The naughty princess became friends with a pitch-black bug.

… … .

This is a world where only work is done.

A world where each and every citizen performs a set routine like a cogwheel.

Our lives were like cogs.

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Like a mechanical part that only carries out inputted commands without thinking.

In the same place as yesterday, at the same time as yesterday, and doing the same thing as yesterday.

It is a bit of dissatisfaction that is piling up.

And the boredom weighing down on your shoulders.

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ㅡㅡㅡ♪ ㅡㅡㅡ♩

Is that why?

When other people sweat profusely and work like ants,

The pitch-black ‘bug’ lay in the cool shade created by the leaves and played music.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪ ㅡㅡㅡ♩

~~♬ ㅡㅡ♪

There is no sheet music.

Just play to your heart’s content and stop the music when your fingers start to feel sore.

Everyone hated bugs.

We’re working hard, but that pitch-black guy just plays around.

I can’t concentrate on work because of the loud noise.

“Your music is a treasure of our kingdom.”

However, the naughty princess approached the insect without hesitation.

Even though the soldiers following them screamed for them not to go, they did not listen.

“How much pain was there for the performance just now?”

“…….”

“I like the saying that opposites communicate. At least I won’t be lonely because I’m alone.”

A princess who laughs like a mischievous person.

The soldiers are told not to approach the dirty ‘bugs’… they stand back and only shout with their mouths.

People who don’t care and just do their own thing.

‘Bug’ felt an inexplicable kinship with the princess, who was more elegant than anyone else.

“I’ll give you food and a place to rest. So from now on… let’s play music together with Yeo.”

After that day,

‘Bug’ came to stay in the princess’s magnificent castle.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪ ㅡㅡㅡㅡ…♩

“That’s not the beat. I need to practice.”

“…….”

“Huh, how dare you throw a joke at Yeo?… Good. Try more. Let’s see who wins.”

A beautiful melody.

Soon, a clumsy melody comes together.

One day, one week, one month, one year…

The music that resonates from the princess’s castle never stops for a single day, and when the seasons change several times, the ‘two’ melodies form a harmony and blend into the lives of the people.

“Friend, there are people who come to you saying they want to learn music from you.”

Then something amazing happened.

The people who worked like machines every day bowed their heads to the ‘bugs’, saying that they too wanted to play music.

The princess’s best friend.

‘Bug’ readily accepted.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪ ㅡㅡㅡ♩

~~♬ ㅡㅡ♪

The harmony harmonizes.

One becomes two, two becomes four, and it goes on forever.

ㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡ♪ ㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♪

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The sound of leaves rustling in the breeze.

The quiet sound of insects in the grass.

The sounds of insects…

The sound of gears meshing became a soft whistling sound,

The light steps of children run over the heavy footsteps of the people.

Now, there are no people who hate ‘bugs’ anymore.

By playing music together, we brought color to their lives.

‘Bug’ looks down from the castle at a kingdom that has become a concert.

There was a smile that couldn’t be hidden on the corner of his mouth.

“Look. It is the kingdom of Ye that you created.”

“…….”

“The thing that covered the kingdom, which was the same every day, with bright colors… was no one, but a pitch-black bug.”

The naughty princess laughs at the ‘bug’.

‘Bug’ also smiles at his friend.

This is a world where music flows.

A small kingdom where pitch-black ‘bugs’ and a mischievous princess who loves mischief live.

please,

The current glorious kingdom,

I hope it continues forever.

‘Bug’ sends his wishes to the blue sky.

… … .

… … .

Once upon a time,

Of a story that has already reached its end,

A little memory.

… … .

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[Cheorwon Gyeokjangjang].

A place where the ‘Carapace Bumblebee’, a monster that can only be won if a B-class hunter fights 1-on-1, lives in groups.

Nevertheless, if you were to pick a few good [rift fields] for D-class hunters to explore, most hunters would say this [Cheorwon Rift Field].

“Because ‘Bone Bees’ are territorial monsters, so if you avoid their territory, you can explore relatively safely… Do you have any other questions?”

“No! Hunter Jeong So-ra!”

Cooung!

Late morning.

A ‘bone bee’ with its waist roughly cut off fell to the dirt floor, raising a cloud of dust.

Jeong So-ra, a B-class hunter and guild scout of [Changcheon Swordsman], frowned at the messed up gi and shook off the bloody sword.

The bandages wrapped around her neck and shoulders significantly restricted her movements.

Rumble…

The moment Jeong So-ra handed over the weapon after finishing the battle, hunters waiting nearby went up to the fallen ‘bone bee’ to check its condition.

“Wow…! It’s still moving!”

“Everyone, I don’t know when another monster will come, so I will explain quickly and retreat. The magic stone of ‘Golgap Bumblebee’ is on the left side of the center line of the chest…”

Consisting of 5 B-class hunters and 10 D-class hunters… a group so clumsy that anyone would notice that they are beginners.

Jeong So-ra let out a sigh that came from deep within her heart as she watched the B-classes demonstrating magic stone mining to the D-class hunters.

… … .

This is a project regularly conducted by [Changcheon Hunter Academy] to help fledgling D-class hunters build their careers.

The mortality rate of hunters decreases only when experience is properly accumulated, and if talent is seen among those who participate in both jobs, they are recruited as [Changcheon Swordsmen].

But why is Jeong So-ra, a guild scout, hunting monsters for a lecture like this?… It’s not a big deal.

This is because Eunha came here to explore [Cheorwon Rift Field].

‘Where is Eun-ha? There was a record of her entering the southern checkpoint, so she must have been wandering around here… There’s no way she entered the area.’

City block 3 km from the southern entrance.

The Maginot Line, where D-class hunters can enter.

Even after successfully hunting the ‘bone bee’ that escaped the swarm, Jeong So-ra’s eyes were scanning the dark inside of the [crack field].

After encouraging Eunha, whom she ‘accidentally’ met, to join, her plan to generously share the well-organized classes at [Changcheon Hunter Academy] is going awry.

“Kkieek…!”

The condition of the ‘bone bee’ was miserable, with all the flesh on its body almost disintegrated.

At the same time, the D-class hunters are frightened by the vitality of the monster, which exudes terrible murderous intent even in such a state.

It seems that later it dawned on them that they too would have to deal with such a monster.

“……Hmm. That’s boring.”

At that time, a woman who was mixed in the D-class group turned and left the group.

A woman in her early 20s with black hair tied in a ponytail.

During the promotion exam in July, a D-class hunter who cut down an [artificial monster] with a single sword in the next section of the galaxy.

Dressed in a stylish [Euncheon Academy] outfit, she roughly loosened her school uniform tie and approached Jeong So-ra.

“It’s not fun. I have to go home and feed Chorong.”

“I will report this to the guild leader. And [Rift Ground] is not a place to explore for fun.”

“Hmph… no matter what my mother says, I don’t want to go to this vulgar academy anymore.”

“…You suddenly said you wanted to join the [Crack Ground], so didn’t you skip the academy all morning?”

“I changed my mind.”

“ha…”

[Changcheon Geomga] The only daughter of the guild leader, Geumjin Ok-yeop.

A sigh burst out of Jeong So-ra’s mouth at her confident attitude, as if she had left her brain at home.

I want to see our soft Eunha, not this crazy guy.

‘Eunha, where on earth are you…’

Over there, a B-class hunter who had collected the ‘Bone Honey Star’ magic stone was continuing his lecture on the quality of magic stones.

Jeong So-ra had a plan and everything, but she just wanted to go back.

I think of the soft things around here and look around again.

[Crack field] where darkness has descended.

A ‘crack’ carved in the sky and blue mana forming a magnificent halo.

In the ruined city, pitch black shadows move like waves.

There are no galaxies.

there’s nothing.

I have something to give you as a gift when we meet, but where did our paths cross?

Jeong So-ra felt at a loss.

Should I just go back…

… … .

… … Sagagak…

“Huh?… S, teacher. What is that?”

It was then.

The D-class hunter, disgusted by the blood-stained magic stone, inadvertently turned his head and pointed with his finger in the direction of the center where the ‘crack’ was located.

“……uh?”

Soon, Jeong So-ra was looking to see where Eunha was.

I found ‘things’ approaching in the dark.

Gugugung……

At the same time, a heavy pounding of the ground is heard.

Jeong So-ra’s pupils, looking into the darkness, widen to their limit.

I couldn’t understand for a moment.

It’s a sight I’ve never seen before here, in [Cheorwon crack yard].

“…Everyone run!! Get out of the [crack field]!!!”

However, until a few days ago, Jeong So-ra was slaughtering monsters pouring from the border along the rainy season front,

I was able to shout that to the hunters who were frozen in fear.

Gugugugugung….!

It resembles a wave.

A wave of ‘shell-man bumblebees’ made up of grotesquely twisted flesh.

(Because ‘Bone Bees’ are territorial monsters, so if you avoid their territory, you can explore relatively safely… Do you have any other questions?)

Aren’t these guys who have never left their territory until now?

Isn’t this a monster that fights for territory even with its own species if its nest is different?

But they… as if they were running away from something they couldn’t resist,

They were running away with all their might from the center of the [Crack Field].

Buuuung!

The rough flapping sounds of the ‘bone bee’.

Jeong So-ra’s shout pushed the hunters’ backs with all their might.

“Aaaah!!!”

“Quick! This way!”

“help me!!”

“Hoo… I guess it’s going to be fun now.”

“Bitch! Shut up and follow me!”

Waves of monsters overflow. Old abandoned buildings are collapsing and the ground shaking is getting worse.

Other minor monsters were trampled to a pulp by the giant wasps, and soon Sora Jeong and the Hunters would be trampled as well.

Sreung-!

Sora Jeong, with her weapon drawn, followed the fleeing hunters as if to protect them, frantically looking around.

can not understand.

‘for a moment. Eunha?!… No, these people come first now. If you can’t see it even if you look for it, it may have already gone out…’

Sagagak…

The sound of insect footsteps tickling the eardrums called testes,

At some point, without noticing the wave of monsters splitting to the left and right as if avoiding the hunters,

I hurriedly ran towards the south entrance.

… … .

It was one huge game of tag.

… … .

… … .

『Ahaha… Look at him running away. It’s like a bug.』

[Crack field] where the blue light of the ‘crack’ illuminates the darkness.

Eunha, who was watching the ‘bugs’ playing tag, burst into laughter like a mischievous one.

With the front of her black suit wide open, she sits on the corpse of the ‘bone bee’ with a bewitching smile.

There are already corpses of monsters eaten by insects piled up around the area, and the fishy smell of blood stimulates the five senses.

Fighting.

She unbuttons a few more buttons on her stuffy suit and looks down at the pitch-black creatures crawling around the ruins.

A centipede climbing a cracked building.

A spider that eats the flesh of a ‘bone bee’.

A cockroach settles down at her feet and watches its surroundings…

All kinds of bugs move around inside the [crack field] as if they were at home.

They build nests in crevices of buildings, search for food, and lay eggs in corpses.

Numerous noises are mixed together to create a single rhythm.

A melody filled with disgust passes by my earlobes.

Eunha stood up gracefully while appreciating the bugs’ concert.

Pop!

Eunha, who was walking through the ruins, pulled out the herbs she could see.

Because I went exploring [Rift Field] today. While the other bugs are playing tag, she is also trying to do her job.

Para la la rock ㅡ.

Insects that had been eating the roots come out swarming with the herbs that have been pulled out.

Ta-ga-da-gak!

‘Fly’, a bumblebee mite that covers its eyes with its long bangs.

A girl came from the ruined flower bed, wearing yellow castanets, and stuck out her cute fist.

A weed is caught in a tightly clenched fist.

『Oh, thank you ‘Fly’… How is the air outside?』

Ta-ga-da-gak!

In response to Eunha’s question, ‘Fly’ opened his arms wide and hugged her thighs.

It is an expression of happiness.

Today’s ‘Fly’ was wearing a box tee gifted by Eunha as a dress, and her cheeks were swollen as if she had eaten too much.

Takkak! Ting!

The bumble bee mite, which received the galaxy’s gratitude, could not control its excitement and went out to hunt other weeds with its shoulders lifted high.

Grumbling…!

A huge earth shaking followed.

Immediately after, the cracked asphalt crumbles, and a long, black thing sticks out its head.

[1003]Gress, a giant millipede crawling on the floor in Lake.

The guy sticking his head out of the ground carefully placed the human corpse in his mouth at Eunha’s feet.

It was hard to tell because it was so badly damaged, but it was one of the criminals who kidnapped her.

Judging from the fact that he has no wrists, he must be a person with ‘zoom out’ skills.

Did he make his body smaller and hide it in the ground?

『Gress. You’re still trembling… the floor is falling so you can move around appropriately. This is not my land.』

thud! thud! thud!

‘Gress’ nods her head up and down at Eunha’s request and goes into the ground again.

The endless body moves forward, shaking the ground.

『… … … Everyone is excited.』

The sight of ‘bugs’ excitedly running around the dark [crack field]… made me laugh out loud without even realizing it.

After all, they are people who should not be released carelessly into this world.

That’s what I thought with my confused, confused head.

『Where… Mr. Banharin. “This grass is a weed, right?”

Eunha, who was looking at the grass brought by ‘Fly’, inadvertently looked to the side.

Because he was someone who always appeared silently and helped.

But, of course, Van Harin was not there.

There was only the sound of countless insects flapping their wings playing silence.

“…….”

Slurp… The corner of Eunha’s mouth lowers.

I looked around with an unknown emptiness.

bug. bug. bug…

A pitch-black bug.

There are no people.

The playing just continues.

“……』

Let’s go…

The sound of insect footsteps.

The smell of grass mixed with the smell of blood.

The devoured corpse of a ‘bone bee’ wriggles in the dark.

Sagagak…

Paralarak…

sound.

The sound of insects.

The endless sound scratches my eardrums.

Ta-ga-da-gak!

At that time, ‘Fly’, who had given Eunha some weeds and ran somewhere, returned.

He taps the castanets with one hand and hands something over.

Takkak! Takkak!

What the girl’s skinny hands lifted was… a musical instrument.

Human bones are eaten by insects, leaving regular holes in them.

A musical instrument resembling a flute.

Why am I bringing something like this?

(You have a pretty voice. I think you can sing well.)

(『I prefer playing an instrument rather than singing. I don’t have a sore throat, and I don’t have anyone criticizing my natural voice.』)

I remembered a conversation we had once.

Eunha’s eyes look into the distance.

『… … Thank you.』

Eunha smiled lazily while holding a flute made of human bones.

Sagagak… The sound of insects at my feet is particularly familiar.

Eunha bent her knees and opened her arms to give a warm hug to Fly, who was jumping up and down.

Meanwhile, bugs that have returned from playing tag are crawling around.

『Now then… If the game of tag is over, everyone go back. Yeo will take care of the rest.』

So the galaxy.

Seeing off insects disappearing into the darkness with sorrowful eyes,

He played music with a flute given to him by the people.

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– We sing.

– Room 1003, with our naughty princess.

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– Our concerts welcome you!

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7. A liar has appeared!

– Everyone be careful!

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… … .

… … .

Once upon a time,

Of a story that has already reached its end,

A little memory.

… … .

This is a world where music flows.

A small kingdom where pitch-black ‘bugs’ and a mischievous princess who loves mischief live.

“……It’s a shame.”

As every story has an end,

‘Your’ kingdom also sings of its end.

“I wanted to be with you just a little longer.”

Where did it go wrong?

I don’t know.

Because the story is already over.

Because only forgetfulness remains.

Just, the last princess died,

He just smiled like a mischievous person.

“Now that you think about it… you really resemble Yeo.”

“…….”

“Where… won’t you join in Yeo’s last performance?”

So, ‘I’ played music.

In the form of ‘you’.

In an old castle in a dying kingdom,

The final performance of ‘Us’ continued.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

Two melodies.

A melody that flows skillfully.

Soon one becomes disorganized,

It quietly disappears like a moth burning away.

The remaining melody continues.

ㅡㅡㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬ ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

The performance continues.

As time passed, winter came,

Even if everyone lies down and is buried in the cold snowflakes.

ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬

One day, one week, one month, one year…

The world stopped moving when the last princess disappeared.

Dying people.

Unborn children.

Will I be able to survive next winter?

Or what happens next… What happens next?

ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬

The people were angry.

Because the final princess does not give birth to worker ants.

With the castle gate locked, music is played every day.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬

But, in the end, ‘I’ am a pitch-black bug.

Unlike the mischievous princess who likes to lie, she is a bug who knows nothing but music.

He only played music in the form of ‘you’.

ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬

Again, a round trip ticket.

ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬

The performance continues.

As time passed, winter came,

Even if everyone lies down and is buried in the cold snowflakes.

As long as this performance continues,

Because this is still ‘our’ performance.

Because it is the music of a bug that continues for its liar friend.

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ㅡㅡㅡ♩ ㅡ♪

ㅡㅡㅡㅡ♬

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Please, our musician,

Your kingdom is fading away,

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I hope it reaches someone’s fingertips and continues forever.

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… … .

… … .

… … like that.

The sorrow of a small insect finally reaches the sky.

The pitch-black ‘thing’ rose gracefully.

Sagagakㅡ.

‘It’ walks with its eyes covered by a parasol.

Endlessly.

Weaving a melody to the sounds of insects.

I hope that my traces will be passed on to someone else.

… … .

… … .

… … .

“Haa… haa… Eunha.”

“……Uh, Mr. Banharin… Why are you so hurt?”

and,

In the ruins where everyone disappeared, next to Eunha, who was absentmindedly playing the flute.

Banharin, who broke through the waves of monsters, approached.