Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 87



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 87

18-Celebrities of the Salon

Arthur seemed to have found a solution.

“Then I guess I should become more famous here.”

It was annoying, but there was nothing I could do. I tried hard not to become that famous, but it seemed like it was time to let go of my obsession with him.

Is it really the height of a nobleman? Honestly, looking at Arthur’s actions so far, it seems like it’s time for him to increase his social status.

And most problems arise from being clumsy. I don’t like it, but if I become a real celebrity, at least I can push away the bastards like Joe Ran who come and try to talk me into something.

Samuel tilted his head at Arthur’s words about becoming famous.

“how?”

“There must be a way.”

Samuel chuckled at Arthur’s response and said something.

“Work hard.”

So Arthur went to Cho-reng with the sheet music he had written. There was no need to worry about how to deliver the sheet music anonymously.

Cho-reng glanced at Arthur several times while looking at the music score.

“Are you sure this is really what you composed?”

“Rather than composing, I just wrote down the melody that was in my head.”

“That’s composition!”

Cho-reng screamed in excitement.

The momentum of the excitement was so intense that Arthur couldn’t say, ‘Strictly speaking, no.’

“I love this song! Just sing it once and you’ll be convinced.”

Cho-reng looked at Arthur with glaring eyes. His eyes were telling him to call him, but Arthur shook his head. Then Cho-reng urged him on.

“Call me quickly.”

“Am I pathetic?”

“But you can call me, right?”

Cho-reng knew for sure that Arthur was not tone-deaf or beat-deaf because he had sung the promotional song for the Ridis Club.

But Arthur expressed his reluctance.

“Let’s just call Amelia. That’s the song she’s going to sing anyway.”

“Amelia!”

Cho-reng thought arguing was a waste of time and quickly called Amelia. Then, a girl suddenly appeared from somewhere.

“Did you call, Mr. Cho-reng?”

“Okay.”

“Hello, Uncle Arthur.”

“Yeah. How have you been?”

“yes.”

Cho-reng smiled happily at the sight of the girl laughing bashfully, perhaps because she thought it was cute, and handed her a piece of music.

“Just take a look.”

Amelia, who received the sheet music from Cho-reng, tilted her head after looking at it. Cho-reng asked the girl.

“Can you call me?”

“Hmm. I guess I should give it a try.”

“You don’t have to rush and you don’t have to be perfect. You have to practice anyway.”

“yes.”

The girl who answered seriously soon turned her gaze to the music score and started humming. She was reciting the melody of the music score with her mouth.

The girl, who had repeated the task several times, took her eyes off the music score and looked up at Cho-reng and Arthur.

“One, two, three, four!”

At Cho-reng’s signal, the girl opened her mouth gently. A clear sound echoed through the room.

Nana nana nana nana nana nana nana~

Since the lyrics weren’t written yet, I just followed the melody with my voice.

Cho-reng closed his eyes with a pleased smile. His hands waved in the air to the beat as if conducting.

When the ceremony was over, Cho-reng put his hands down.

“Enough. That’s enough.”

He looked down at the girl and asked.

“How is it?”

“great!”

The melody seemed to appeal to the girl as well. The same goes for Cho-reng.

Arthur was relieved to see the reactions of these two people and thought that such a melody would appeal to people of this era. His careful selection was not in vain.

Amelia asked.

“Who composed this song?”

At those words, Cho-reng pointed to Arthur. The girl’s eyes widened.

“Mister?”

“It’s not like I composed the song, I just transcribed the melody that was floating around in my head.”

“That’s composition, you deceiver!”

Cho-rong gave Arthur a hard time. Was it the saying, “the more you drink, the more you lose?” If you are too humble, you become a show-off who is unpleasant to see.

Arthur felt frustrated at times like this. Even if he were to honestly say that he plagiarized a song composed by someone else in his past life, no one would believe him.

Amelia was simply amazed.

“That’s great!”

Arthur felt embarrassed and guilty as he looked up at the girl with bright eyes. So he changed the subject.

“It’s not finished yet. I still need to add lyrics, polish the song, and add an accompaniment. I think Cho-reng will take care of that.”

“If you do that, I will be grateful.”

“I don’t have the confidence to polish the song any further. I only trust you, Cho-reng.”

Cho-reng nodded happily at Arthur’s words.

Then Amelia intervened.

“By the way, what is the title of the song?”

“title?”

“yes.”

“Is it really necessary?”

As Arthur tilted his head, Cho-reng intervened.

“You’re the original singer, so you should at least leave the title. It’ll help when writing the lyrics.”

Because song titles sometimes provide inspiration to lyricists.

Arthur answered without thinking.

“Um, the color of the wind?”

The plagiarism that transcended dimensions even had the same title.

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18-Celebrities of the Salon

It took about a week for the song to have lyrics and accompaniment and be performed at the 3rd floor of the Ridis Club.

Could this be a miracle created by Cho-reng’s passion? The song inspired him so much that he was able to write decent lyrics on his own without having to hire a lyricist.

Well, the content turned out to be a love song that you can’t tell if it’s the color of the wind or the color of love, but the song itself went very well with Amelia’s elegant voice.

And the result? It was a hit.

“Sales… are increasing!”

Samuel screamed in joy, but Inuang, the teahouse manager, shook his head.

“This is a tea house… … .”

But it can’t help but feel a bit awkward to use it as a concert hall.

Anyway, the song ‘The Color of the Wind’ became famous among the ladies and young ladies. Men who liked music even asked if they could enter to listen to it.

Cho-Leng was excited by this success and proposed to Arthur who visited the Lydis Club.

“Are you free this evening?”

“What’s going on?”

“Let’s go to the salon.”

“uh…….”

“No, can a person live only by working?”

“All right.”

At first glance, it seemed like he was working hard to show off his success to his acquaintances. He polished the song and even wrote the lyrics.

Arthur nodded. Since he was going to become a celebrity anyway, Cho-reng’s suggestion wasn’t bad. Isn’t networking with celebrities also a way to become famous?

The salon that Cho-Reng took Arthur to was the music salon where the two first met.

Cho-Reng, who met his acquaintances at the salon, answered questions about the ‘color of the wind’, sometimes with a childish, sometimes with an arrogant smile. Arthur’s name was naturally mentioned.

“This guy here is really talented. That’s what an artist should be like.”

As Cho-Reng put his hand on Arthur’s shoulder and bragged about it, a woman at the same table asked Arthur a question.

“A dedicated craftsman at the Lydis Salon? Are you saying that you made the eggs of Vierifut?”

“The egg of Vierifut? Oh! You mean number 324.”

“Number 324?”

“Yes, I have left the blueprints of the products I made. The egg from Bieriput you mentioned is probably number 324.”

“Wow! So, do you have blueprints for all the works you’ve made so far?”

“Yes. I think that kind of record is the source of creativity. I think you can’t create better work if you don’t know what you’ve created.”

“Wow! That’s cool.”

“Thank you, lady.”

Unlike before, when Arthur tried to keep personal interaction to a minimum, he actively participated in conversations and built up his reputation.

When the topic of Arthur’s composing ability came up, he was humble and gave the credit to Cho-Leng and Amelia. Everyone agreed with Arthur’s excuse that the beauty of a song is not simply a matter of melody, but requires many detailed devices.

Then, the topic of Amelia’s singing ability came up, and Arthur and Cho-Leng agreed that she would become the best singer in St. Scala within the next few years.

Then one man complained.

“Why do you only let such a talented person sing at the Lydis Club? I’m a man so I can’t join.”

And Cho-reng took that opinion seriously.

“Arthur. What do you think about putting Amelia on a stage other than the Lydis Club?”

“Where is it? It’s not ready to be put in the theater yet, is it?”

“That’s true.”

Cho-reng nodded. The young girl still had a lot to learn and did not have much of a repertoire to sing.

“But, you want to hear it, right?”

Now, only women could hear Amelia’s songs. Oh, of course, the men who worked at the Lydis Club, such as Cho Leng, Inuang, and Samuel, were an exception.

“But is there a stage where Amelia can stand?”

“There’s a salon, right?”

Arthur’s brow furrowed. Seeing that expression, Cho-reng quickly waved his hand and made an excuse.

“No, I know that salons aren’t the best places for kids to hang out. But I’ve heard that many unknown singers gain recognition and skills by performing in places like bars and salons.”

Cho-reng’s logic was that at least a salon would be better for a child than a bar.

Arthur tilted his head.

“Would that be a good thing for Amelia?”

“If you want to survive as a singer, it’s something you’ll have to experience at some point.”

Of course, there are cases where a natural talent is recognized by a theater owner or sponsor and after receiving support and training for several years, they can immediately sing in the theater, but that is a very rare case and it was not the case for Amelia. She was not yet a complete singer.

“How about asking Amelia if she wants to do it?”

“Isn’t that bowing down and receiving a compliment?”

From Amelia’s perspective, it was impossible to easily refuse the offer of a teacher who would teach and care for her.

At Arthur’s words, Cho-reng made a strange expression and said.

“Amelia is a very assertive girl.”

“No way.”

“I know how to say no to things I don’t like. I know how to say no to things I can’t do. That’s what I taught you.”

There is a perception in the world that children who are assertive are difficult to teach, but Cho-reng disagrees with that.

If a child can assert himself/herself, he/she can accurately understand what he/she is not good at and what he/she likes. Only then can he/she estimate how far he/she should be taught. If he/she teaches without considering this, he/she can suffer from learning deficiencies or learning difficulties.

Cho-reng continued speaking.

“That guy acts cautious in front of many people, but he acts especially cautious in front of you.”

“That could very well be the case.”

If you think about it, isn’t he the benefactor who saved you from hell? And since you don’t see his face as often as Cho-reng, who is always there for your education, it won’t be very comfortable.

At Arthur’s reaction, Cho-reng sighed and shook his head.

“Ugh~ No. Anyway, let me ask.”

“All right.”

Since Cho-reng explained it like that, it can’t be a lie. At least the girl can say that she doesn’t want to do something she doesn’t want to do.

And Amelia accepted Cho-Leng’s offer to stand on the salon stage.

It wasn’t a reluctant gesture. Rather, her eyes sparkled with anticipation. In this way, the girl took a big step forward as a singer.

Amelia’s salon debut took place at a salon that Cho-Reng frequents. She had to get permission from the salon’s host, but it wasn’t difficult.

This is because it is a salon where people who love music gather, so there are cases where they bring in musicians they like or want to introduce to their acquaintances and have them perform.