Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

5 – You have to listen to the songs people sing until the end

On this day, I will show Han Yuna my improved singing skills.

In the past, when she played guitar for a while, her singing ability was at a level where she could sing just fine, but as she took on the job of an editor and naturally drifted away from guitar, her singing skills plummeted considerably.

It must have been about a month ago. When Han Yuna and I went to karaoke, this guy even laughed at me, saying, ‘It’s rusted a lot?’ Until I became a guidance trainee, it was like a waste class, damn it.

Anyway, I fell for that provocation and for the past month, I grabbed a guitar that was full of dust and practiced singing whenever I had time. Once I sang, the feeling of choking in my throat was definitely reduced.

As she recently underwent vocal training, Han Yuna, who has started to open her ears to her singing, would quickly notice the difference. Hate to admit it, but you’re probably more expert in this field than I am.

“Hey, Han Yuna.”

“… Why?”

The guy who fidgets with her fingernails and looks at me with sad eyes, but I’ll just let it go for today. If you see my improved skills, it’s obvious that that expression will collapse anyway.

“Listen carefully.”

“Oh….”

After reciting the threat, I grabbed her heart as she watched the title of my number 18 ambitiously appear on the karaoke screen. For some reason, it seemed that Kim Soo-bin let out an exclamation, but I must have heard it wrong, so I fixed her microphone and loosened her throat lightly.

“I’ve been watching you for a long time….”

Good start. I feel it every time I sing, but if I don’t like the first start, there are many times when the next line is not good either. Today, I want to give you a passing grade in that respect.

Leaving the ceremony to the accompaniment, she sings and glances at Yuna Han, who is sitting next to her. It’s a song I sang a lot at karaoke, so when I sang this song, he always looked at me with an expression like, ‘Is this song again?’

‘I’m listening carefully.’

Well, this guy himself said that he feels that her skills are improving day by day while receiving vocal training. If you listen to a few lines, you’ll quickly notice that your skills have improved after listening to other people’s songs. Those surprised eyes must have come from there.

Wouldn’t today be the first time she listened to my song like this at a karaoke room? The corners of his mouth seem to go up at the pride that comes from that, but he manages to control his emotions by holding back. Since ancient times, emotions are important in singing.

“The fact that I have to be her friend….”

The escalating accompaniment and rising notes let you know that the song is heading towards a highlight. It is a song that is often sung even in normal times, so it does not require high-pitched digestibility, but if you make a mistake, you will beep, so I carefully set the pitch and slowly raised the pitch.

“I love you!”

In the chorus that finally arrived, I finished it by adjusting my voice as much as possible, but not too much. As if someone had set the score to be removed early, the familiar voice and phrases evaluating my singing skills did not come out on the screen. I’m a little sorry.

Anyway, I think it was a song that made me wonder if I could give it a score of 85 out of 100 if I were to give it a score personally. Even so, I’m picky Hanyu, I’ll try to lower her score somehow in her scoring stage, but if she sees my improved skills, she’ll give me at least an extra point. Only if you have a conscience

“Hey, Han Yuna. How was it?”

She looked at me with a confident expression and smiled at me, and the guy turned her gaze in all directions, startled as if he had been burned. It feels just like that in an FPS game where you can’t find enemies and wander around.

“Oh, how was it?”

“What, haven’t you heard the song? You look like you’re concentrating.”

“Ah, no, I did. I did hear….”

What did you hear? If you hear it, you hear it; if you don’t, you don’t.

Besides, why are you sweating like this? Is it hot What’s the matter with a guy who gets very cold but barely gets hot? Not too long ago, people said that it was cold in the flower spring and even wore a cardigan.

“If you heard it right, try grading. How many points are you going to give?”

“Chae, scoring? What grade?”

“The song I sang. In the first place, I wanted you to give me a score, so I even said to listen carefully, did you forget?”

Her expression made her look as if she had been hit in the head with her hammer at my words.

“Listen carefully, did you mean that?”

What do you mean by that? If that’s not the meaning in the first place, then what do I mean by that?

Anyway, is it an illusion to feel that the air has suddenly cooled down? To some extent, the unknown sweat on Han Yuna’s forehead became cold enough to cool off in an instant. Han Yuna’s cold eyes are a bonus.

“… That’s right, anyway.”

Hanyu muttered to herself in a voice full of disappointment. I lifted her right hand from her thigh and brought it in front of my eyes. If she wanted to, she frowned as if to look carefully.

“Then I’ll give you just one point because it’s pitiful to give you one point.”

Then he played with my mind, shaking one of his straight index fingers. That was, by far, the most salty score I ever received after singing in front of Han Yuna, and the most unknown score.

“What, dude? One point? Hey, it’s okay, but it’s not a point.”

“I heard that the judges are one point, so what? Is it my heart?”

The guy who laughed at me while sticking out her tongue quickly drew attention from me and rushed to Kim Soo-bin, who was sitting next to her, and started to seduce her to a duet.

On the other hand, unable to accept the result, I screamed at the back of his head, but there was no answer that came back as if it was a warning to the cow’s ears. Only the raised middle finger greets me.

I thought I sang it as well as ever, but why the hell, damn it.

***

“Ha, I had a good time.”

After spending a little over an hour at the karaoke bar, Han Yu-na stretched out and smiled with satisfaction.

Because of vocal training, it was strange that he was having fun even though he sang along on a fictional day, so I asked him indirectly. I’m going to die of regret.

“Come to think of it, only the first song was sung by Siyoon, and after that, only the two of us sang. Siyoon, why didn’t you call me more?”

“Ugh…. Just.”

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I couldn’t bear to say that getting one point from me hurt her pride so I couldn’t sing more. I look like an asshole. But the psychological impact was great. I am a point, I am a point.

With his drooping shoulders, he followed the two like bodyguards. Not long after, a prominent red signboard in the distance caught us in. Han Yu-na, a half-reporter, patted Kim Soo-bin on the shoulder, making a fuss with her.

“Huh? Subin! Isn’t that what you said?”

“Right. But there are not many guests today? There were a lot of kids as guests.”

Kim Soo-bin must have been coming for the first time, seeing that there was almost no line outside the store, she tilted her head and approached her. She said she hadn’t opened it long ago, so she could have sucked as much as she opened then. Anyway, good news for us.

“Welcome. It’s a dessert roll.”

Crossing the crosswalk and entering the dessert shop, a man with a fairly reliable build greeted us. It may be a useless stereotype, but for some reason, I thought that she was a person who did not fit well with the cute ice cream shop interior, but when I saw the iron plate in front of her eyes, my thoughts disappeared.

Well, as you saw in the video on the Internet, to crush the ice cream so loudly, of course, you must have someone with good strength. When you think about it that way, it seems to suit you quite well.

“Subin, what would you like to eat?”

“I’m a strawberry. Looking at the reviews, I heard that strawberries are delicious because they have a lot of flesh.”

“Really? What do I eat?”

While I was thinking about it, the two exchanged opinions while looking at the colorful ice cream seen through the show window. It looks like they sell ice cream in the form of ice cream we know, not iron plate ice cream. That’s a good thing.

“Oh, that’s difficult. Mango is good, yogurt is good too….”

She was waiting for Hanyuna’s choice to order all at once, but he was still in the middle of worrying as if the existence of the earth was determined by her own choice.

It was not a new thing, so I was thinking about it quickly, but I was waiting for it to be over. Then, along with her deep sigh, Han Yuna’s determined voice, who had made the decision of her life, continued.

“Okay, I like yogurt.”

“Yuna is yogurt? Then what about Siyoon?”

As Kim Soo-bin looked at me, who hadn’t chosen her menu for the last time, I glanced at Hanyu Na for a while and then informed her of the taste she chose.

“I am a mango.”

“Okay then Siyoon is a mango….”

“… What? You say you eat mango flavor?”

Then, unlike Kim Soo-bin, who immediately went to the counter to place an order, Hanyu looked at me with her eyes wide open, even if I said something I couldn’t hear. Please, it’s embarrassing, so I’d like you to lower your voice at the store.

“Why? Can I eat mangoes?”

“Ah, no, it doesn’t matter…. You don’t like mangoes.”

Han Yuna resolutely reveals my taste when asked with an expression as if she had chosen it. It doesn’t matter if she’s known for her taste and not her s*xual orientation, but it’s strange that her confident voice reminds me of the time I spent with him.

Han Yuna, who feels especially thick today, avoiding my gaze and scratching her cheek, I replied as if making an excuse.

“I don’t particularly hate it. Well, I don’t even like it that much.”

“But why do you eat it?”

“Just pull it today.”

Why are you so interested in what others eat or not? I said I would pay my own money and eat the flavor I want.

Anyway, after a lot of twists and turns, after we finished our order, the clerk quickly filled three cups with ice cream and handed it to us. I was wondering if there was one person who would choose the iron plate ice cream, but it seems there is no one.

“Oh, I’m sorry, could you give me one more spoon?”

“Yes, here it is.”

“Thank you.”

After asking the clerk for another pink spoon, I went over to the guys who took their seats first. As if she had no intention of waiting a moment, Hanyu I was already scooping up the ice cream like an anteater sucking in ants.

He eats it all in his mouth, will he really become an adult next year?

“Come on.”

“Huh? What should I do?”

Clicking his tongue inside, he placed the cup filled with mango-flavored ice cream in the center and threw a new spoon in front of Han Yuna. Then, with a full ice cream in his mouth, the guy replies with a puzzled expression. I’m dying for real.

“Don’t eat it all, leave it, because I’m going to eat some too.”

“Ugh… !? Eat me? Really?”

When I let her know the intention of the woman who threw her spoon, she finally made a sound like she had been shot and made a face of disbelief. I replied nervously with a frustrated mind.

I didn’t pull that much anyway so I thought I wouldn’t be able to eat a whole cup, so let’s share it. You said you want to taste mango.”

It was not something I did because I suddenly thought of Han Yuna, who was depressed and depressed after not eating ice cream a few weeks ago, saying that she had to take care of herself. She just made it to the ice cream shop, but she didn’t want to eat it, so she just did it to hit her.

Ah, but now that I think about it, Kim Soo-bin didn’t bring her own spoon. No matter how much she tried to give it to me, she said yes. She should have brought this guy too. She didn’t catch it.

“Do you want to eat too? Shall I ask for another spoon?”

Hanyu happily scooping her mango-flavored ice cream with her new spoon Leaving me behind, she asked Kim Soo-bin just in case. She never really noticed, but she felt like I was the only one who felt anxious, so her voice trembled slightly.

“No, I’m fine. I feel like I’ve already eaten three cups of ice cream.”

“Uh…. Okay?”

“Yes.”

However, as if my worries were over, Kim Soo-bin was busy refusing while wearing a happier expression than me, Han-yu, who was eating her ice cream. The more I look at her, the more I think she’s a very strange person, even though she’s not as good as me.

“Is it delicious?”

She asks if she forgot the yogurt-flavored ice cream she used to eat. Hanyu, who only eats mango flavor, asks me, and the guy smiles brightly with lemon-colored ice cream smeared on the corner of her left mouth.

“Yes, absolutely. Since it’s commendable, I’ll give it a 99 point.”

“Thank you so much.”

Getting 98 points in an instant with one bribe is an indicator that the judges would have been taken away right away if it had been an actual audition. I became a passerby in no time, and I ate my long-awaited first bite with a wry smile.

After all, mango flavor is not my taste. Anyway, what’s up?