�But why is Maya here?�Are you a big singer?�I heard you signed a contract with Valkyrie.�

�Emotional disease.�

Sirone�s face darkened.

�Everyone, like everyone else, gives up a lot of the things they held dear.�But what�s really important is something you can�t give up easily.�

Amy asked.

�You mean it�s a song for Maya?�

�huh.�From what I�ve heard, it seems that the contract with the performance agency has been terminated.�I wanted to hold the representative, but that too will return as a measure of emotion.�It must have been an unavoidable choice.�

�Even so���

Cayden�s eyes furrowed as he left the main road and entered a gloomy alley.

�Why is this a place like this?�

�I only heard the information, but I never met Maya in person.�If it wasn�t this much, she might have divided her emotions in such detail that she couldn�t sing.�

The place I finally arrived at was a pub with a red signboard depicting a woman�s underwear.

In the narrow space descending underground, singing was heard along with cheap musical instruments.

�Maya??????

Cayden could think of her the moment he heard it.

�Are you a guest?�

The man who had been squatting by the entrance smoking a cigarette turned to them.

When Sirone didn�t answer, he threw a cigarette and stood up.

�The table price is 5 gold.�Alcohol is billed separately.�You can�t go up on stage or throw anything.�

The fact that he said the obvious in particular offended Amy.

�So you�re saying you can do something else?�And 5 gold, do you know how much it is?�

The man rubbed his ear with an annoyed expression.

�Didn�t you know everything?�There�s Maya here.�The best singer in Tormia.�

Sirone handed over the gold coin.

�Here you are.�

After checking the amount, the man squatted down by the entrance again and asked for a new cigarette.

�Go in.�I warn you in advance, even if a woman is there, she won�t be having much fun.�

Take the money and warn me in advance.

�Kaden, go in.�

Anyway, Sirone intended to stay here. JrNovels.com