# 196
The Legend of Return
Chapter 196. Invited to a party (1)
– Is this performance real?
– Crazy… crazy!
– Is everyone crazy about Beethoven’s second coming?
– What is that Asian? What the hell is the identity!
– oh! The girl I kissed is totally my style?
– I’m tired of playing…
– This is the return of the muse of music! Let everyone worship!
People who were interested in classical music went crazy with the performance scene uploaded on YouTube.
The sound was so clear that I couldn’t think of it as an outdoor performance.
It was amazing to see more than 1,000 people holding their breath watching.
If you weren’t a demon, you could tell how great this performance was.
But the quality sucked.
The man’s face was not accurately captured.
Even the woman he was kissing could only barely capture the outline of her body.
But I could tell just by looking at them that they were both very handsome.
“Whoops… here you are. blue bird.”
A man who looked like an Arab looked at YouTube and smiled contentedly.
click.
I lit the lighter and burned the hashish.
“Whoa, whoa.”
The man’s sparkling pupils widened as he inhaled long.
In the meantime, his eyes were fixed on the faint silhouette of the woman.
It is the blue bird, the daughter of the knight commander, who was looking for it in the organization.
This is why she appeared so close.
Tiri-ri-ri-ri.
The cell phone rang.
“Alo?”
it’s french
“It is time for friends to gather. I’ll be waiting.”
The man’s call was short.
“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”
Heshishi was sucked in deeply again.
The figure of a woman kissing a man was greatly enlarged and reflected on the wide eyes that gradually opened.
***
“Are you hungry? Eat this.”
Vivien puts a cookie filled with milk and cheese into her mouth.
It was so sweet that I felt like my tongue would run away, but I accepted it silently.
There weren’t many luxuries in this life that I received while driving.
It just reminds me a lot of the grilled squid at the service area.
“delicious?”
“Uh~.”
There are times in life when you need to lie.
I ran on the road without hesitation with Provence on both sides.
The French countryside, which I had only seen in pictures, was romantic itself.
The wide plains and the scenery of vineyards and country houses everywhere soothed my heart.
It wasn’t for nothing that people picked it as the best travel destination.
The sky was perfectly clear.
“It’s so good~.”
Vivian looked out the window and took a deep breath.
In the meantime, my right hand held tight and did not let go.
Touch causes a very subtle biochemical reaction.
With just one deep kiss, the distance with Vivian became this close.
Beethoven hyung-nim descended and played the piano coolly and without hesitation.
The other title of Sonata No. 23 was Passionate Desire.
Beethoven, who was agonizing over Josephine and Therese in both hands, who did not even think of the person who would give him rice cakes, expressed (?) his suffering on the piano.
A poet expresses emotions through poetry, a novelist writes, and a musician expresses emotions through an instrument.
According to Beethoven’s transplanted memory, this was a complete bad man.
He is the father of a rare felon who preyed on the two younger sisters of a very young patron.
The song he composed at Jin’s sister’s club is a piano sonata called Heavenly Joy.
The impression and joy I felt as the poor days of trembling with hunger passed and I steadily earned points.
It was said to be the happiest period of all of his previous and new lives.
Not only did he earn a lot of points, but he also had his first conversation with the goddesses.
I was so happy that I had a female regular and shared a glass of Shinseonju after the song ended…
The celestial joy composed by Beethoven hyung gave me a lot.
Karma Points have fallen from the Heavens of Excellence.
It was saved enormously in proportion to the number and emotion.
Even if I went to the music world, I didn’t think I would starve to death with points.
Not only that, but he quickly became close to Vivian.
Her kisses tasted like sweet apples.
Impressed by the performance, Vivian rushes over and kisses her.
I was struck with a moment of great conflict.
But couldn’t refuse.
Suddenly these days, a woman’s clothes broke out.
It was good, but it was also ominous at the same time.
All the women I met were extraordinary.
I was also afraid that I might get frostbite in May if I didn’t catch it well.
But now it was good.
Vivian’s hand in her right hand was like a boneless mollusk.
It was warm.
After the deep kiss, Vivian treated me as a lover.
It was a very fast progress made in one day, but the 21st century is an era of speed.
I just deleted the random thoughts.
A woman named Isla, a beautiful pianist, handed her a business card.
He is a guest performer of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra, one of the world’s top three symphony orchestras.
asked for contact information.
coolly refused.
Vivian was smiling beside me, but I felt strong.
I said I’m not interested.
Then, in a voice full of regret, he begged me to come to Vienna and contact him.
After breaking up with her, Vivian and I went to the hotel to eat and sleep soundly.
The room took two.
A kiss is a kiss and after that is after.
I took a clean shower and got a good night’s sleep.
and the next morning.
Vivian woke up from a good night’s sleep and kissed her in the morning.
it was good. ignorance.
“Wowaaaaa! See Notre Dame de la Garde Cathedral!!! Daniel~ Hey Marseille! Marseille!”
Vivian’s energy was really bright.
A huge cathedral was seen on the top of the mountain that symbolizes Marseille far away.
Marseille, which I only heard about.
As a French Mediterranean trading port, there are many yachts and a port city where North African fruits and vegetables are imported.
The clear blue sky greeted us.
Using the cathedral on top of the mountain as a reference point, the car ran quickly.
Luggage increased in the rear compartment, but the Tiguan had plenty.
“It’s the sea… the sea!”
As the cathedral approached, the sea came into view in the distance.
Vivian was rich in sensitivity.
Looking at the blue Mediterranean Sea in the distance, I was impressed.
I asked on the way.
Do you like Beethoven?
It is said that my deceased mother listened to Beethoven’s 23 sonatas several times every day.
It seemed like he had a story with his mother.
Most of Beethoven’s sonatas were suitable for those suffering from the fever of love.
“There is a good restaurant on the way to the old port. Let’s have lunch there.”
“Have you been here often?”
“This is my mother’s hometown.”
“ah!”
It seemed that he missed his mother very much.
With Vivian’s guidance, the car headed for the old port.
Hundreds of yachts, large and small, floated against the backdrop of the blue sea.
It was spectacular.
It was the pinnacle of exotic scenery on the sea that cannot be seen in Korea.
A huge fort was visible.
The Mediterranean Sea within it was a cobalt color.
It was like a place called the sapphire of the Mediterranean.
So Vivian and I came to the sea.
I parked my car in the underground parking lot of a building near the port.
Naturally, they held hands and came out.
“Hmm~ good. This smell…”
Vivian closed her eyes and let herself in on the slightly fishy smell of the sea.
Like a French cat with a free spirit…
All of her daily life was a pictorial.
I even bought sunglasses from the hotel store and wore them.
A blue shirt changed into jeans……
They seemed like a young couple passionately in love today.
“Daniel. You will have a special experience today. Hehe.”
Vivian laughed sinisterly.
Then, holding hands, we walked down the harbor street.
The port in July was not hot, but the sun was stinging.
The temperature around 30 degrees made me sweat.
There was a restaurant where I held Vivian’s hand and followed her.
A red sign called Marmara stood out.
Vivian went in without hesitation.
“Have you made a reservation?”
“no.”
“Are there two of you?”
“yes. A place overlooking the sea, please.”
“I will guide you.”
I was guided to a window seat on the second floor.
“Two servings of bouillabaisse, please.”
Vivian orders with eyes full of anticipation.
“It will taste great. Ughhh.”
Vivian smiled wickedly again.
Vivian didn’t know who I was yet.
Dae Jang Geum’s sister is not a god who only handles Korean food.
He is a person who has mastered all the cuisines of each country in order to run a restaurant in the New World.
The recipe for Bouillabaisse, a traditional Mediterranean seafood fish dish from Marseille, came to mind.
Fish, seafood, potato, tomato, onion, garlic, various spices such as saffron, and olive oil were pictured in my head.
My appetite whirled.
“Bouillabaisse is a dish that the Greeks made when they settled in Marseille. Mom liked it, but Dad hated it. The fishy taste is not worth it. Chet!”
Even if he didn’t know who Vivian’s father was, he felt like he should serve him some time.
It is one of the top hangover soups that you can buy if you serve it cool the day after you get drunk.
“The soup is here.”
Dark brown fish soup served with crispy bread and garlic-flavored sauce.
“Oh~.”
Vivian’s aegyo seems to be innate.
Many European women with strong personalities are not like that.
Vivian dips bread in sauce and feeds it herself.
Honey dripped into his eyes.
“thank you.”
“I love you.”
“……”
With the bread in his mouth, he spent 10 seconds of silence.
“Poo~!”
He never hated Vivian for his mischievous smile.
We continued our happy meal.
The bouillabaisse served on a pure white bowl was delicious.
The color was similar to Maeuntang, but it was a spice dish without red pepper powder or red pepper paste.
Shrimps, clams, and various types of fish were plentiful.
I gently spread it with a spoon and tasted the chewy flesh.
“Daniel. Give me that.”
“what?”
“chili pepper paste.”
Huh… are you addicted already?
Vivian wanted a tube of gochujang, an emergency spice.
I handed over a tube from a small bag.
Vivian putting a spoonful of red pepper paste in bouillabaisse.
“Big~. delicious!”
Whispered, he took a bite and burst into exclamations properly.
In front of native Koreans, she properly utilized red pepper paste.
I smiled and put a spoonful of bouillabaisse into it.
It was delicious.
Korean hot sauce that overpowered all spices.
Vivian and I completely conquered bouillabaisse.
“Vivian?”
It would have been a very happy lunch if it had not been for the group that suddenly appeared.
“Gabriel?”
A group of men and women lined up in front of us.
All of them were tall, with the same body, and the faces that looked like they were going to be cheap.
Men and women with blonde hair all over looked at me with arrogant eyes.
what? What about these people’s unfounded confidence?
“what. Vivian. They don’t even meet us, and they’re Asians without roots.”
“Are you guys buying? It’s a couple tee, right?”
“oh! my god! Does your father know about this?”
The four men and women who appeared, all plastered with branded items, looked at Vivian and me alternately, expressing surprise.
“I apologize. It’s unpleasant.”
Vivian came out strong.
“Are you offended? I’m sorry then. If that’s the case with the princess living in the castle, then you should be willing to show an example.”
The guy named Gabriel nodded mischievously.
“Looks like you’re Chinese, can you move over once you’ve finished your meal?”
chinese? I?
ha ha ha. forgot for a while
That racism is severe even among the French.
“What are you guys doing!”
Vivian jumped up from her seat in anger.
With her cold expression, she looked like an Amazon female warrior.
Men and women flinching.
“That’s not it, I’m having a great party tonight and I want to invite you to it… But in this outfit…”
They looked me up and down again.
“A party like that…”
Vivian tried to refuse.
wow~ that’s not okay
I’m already offended!
“Really? Where is that crappy party held?”
French that sticks out.
The faces of the four bastards quickly hardened.
