On the third day, Taehyung woke up early and got ready. He left home, went to the supermarket for groceries, brought them home, and then headed to the office. Remembering Hanbit, who had told him to eat a hearty breakfast, Taehyung bought a double cheese donkatsu toast from a toast shop near the office and ate it. Although he was eating it for himself, he felt a strange sense of pride.
After eating a hearty toast, Taehyung began to immerse himself in his work. The first thing he planned to do was to find a practical music department in Seoul.
When I searched the internet for ‘universities in Seoul with practical music departments,’ a ton of information came up. There were a total of 9 universities in Seoul that had practical music departments.
I plan to visit the practical music departments of these nine schools one by one, first checking the scars on the back of the left hands of the college students, and then find the voice that most closely resembles the singer Seoul.
Today, Hanbit wasn't around, so Taehyung had to do everything on his own. He hadn't felt it when Hanbit was with him, but now that he was alone, he felt a sense of emptiness. At first, Taehyung felt like he could handle everything on his own. But since this was his first official case, he felt inadequate."When two people put their heads together, they come up with better solutions."As the saying goes, Taehyung needed someone to work with.‘Once this is over, I’ll have to hire someone else to work with me.’Taehyung thoughtSilver did.
Taehyung, who packed his business cards in case he might need them and the notebook he always carries in his pocket, put on his glasses to help him focus more, and headed out of the office to his first destination, Seoul National University. If he couldn't find Singer Seoul among the universities with practical music departments in Seoul, he planned to look for universities with practical music departments in Gyeonggi-do. If he couldn't find Singer Seoul among all these universities, then he would find another way.
Stepping into Seoul National University, it felt much cleaner and better than I had expected. Seoul National University, which boasts the highest ranking in Korea, has about 600,000 applicants every year, so the odds of being accepted are about 1 in 200. Perhaps because of the fierce competition, I expected Seoul National University to have a cold and dark atmosphere. However, it was the complete opposite. Some students were chatting away, laughing, while others were studying.And everyone did their own work.
Taehyung, who had been looking at the students without realizing it, came to his senses and approached a college student to ask where the practical music department was.
“Excuse me, but where is the practical music department?
“Could you please tell me?”
Taehyung asked the question as politely and courteously as possible so as not to make the person asking uncomfortable.
“Oh, yes. The Practical Music Department is not here. Seoul National University.
“You should go to the music college.”
I just found out that Seoul National University is a separate school. The Department of Practical Music is not located on the main campus of Seoul National University, but rather in the College of Music.
“Oh, thank you. I didn’t know.”
After expressing his gratitude, Taehyung hurried to Seoul National University's College of Music without further delay. He'd thought it was close, but the distance between the main campus and the College of Music was considerably longer than he'd anticipated.
A wave of belated regret washed over him, thinking, "I should've checked before coming." Since he couldn't undo what had happened, Taehyung decided to focus solely on what he needed to do next.
Taehyung arrived at Seoul National University's College of Music, drenched in sweat, and hurried into the building.
As it was a music college, the practical music departments weren't all clustered together, but rather were all separated. There were various departments, starting with vocal music, composition, instrumental music, traditional Korean music, and even a graduate school music department. My task was to find the person with a scar on the back of their left hand. After researching, I discovered that there were 158 students in all the departments. Of those 158, I had to identify every single female student. Furthermore, whether or not all the students were attending school could be a problem.
Taehyung explained that it was a very important matter that required him to find someone, and he was finally given a list of names of all the students in the department.
Starting with the vocal music department, I obtained the consent of each student individually and checked whether or not they had scars on the back of their left hands. All the female students from the vocal music and composition departments were present, and each had a clean, unblemished left hand.
Next, I checked with the female students in the instrumental and traditional Korean music departments, and found that none had scars similar to or identical to those of singer Seoul. When I asked friends about the female students who had been absent for various reasons, none of them reported having a scar on the back of their left hand.
At the ambitiously launched Seoul National University College of Music, no one could be identified as singer Seoul. Taehyung, who had skipped lunch and wandered the entire college, was exhausted. Seolchan was so drained of strength that he felt like he would collapse if touched with a finger.
I could only check one place, but I couldn't just sit there like this. Taehyung wanted to visit all the places today, but his exhausted body wouldn't follow his energetic heart. As if to comfort the exhausted Taehyung, a gentle breeze blew.
At that moment, as if extending a helping hand to Taehyung, a call came from Hanbit.
Honestly, Taehyung didn't have the face to answer Hanbit's call. He was so embarrassed that he was so exhausted. But he didn't know what Hanbit would say, so he answered anyway.
"hello..."
Taehyung answered Hanbit's phone call in a very weak voice.
“Mr. Taehyung, where does it hurt? Why is your voice like this?”
“I have no strength.”
Hanbit was worried by Taehyung's weak voice.
“It’s not that I’m sick. I’m studying hard at Seoul National University’s College of Music.
“I’m just a little tired.”
“You didn’t go around looking for anything without eating anything, did you?”
Taehyung was deeply hurt by Hanbit's words. He was already so hungry he could collapse.
“I was wondering if you really didn’t eat anything?”
When there was no answer from Taehyung, Hanbit added.
“Are you at Seoul National University’s College of Music now? Please wait a moment.
“I’ll pick you up.”
In the end, Hanbit decides to come pick up Taehyung herself. She feels grateful and sorry to Taehyung for working so hard to do the job she gave him.
Not long after finishing the phone call, Hanbit arrived in her car and put Taehyung, who was almost half dead, in her car.
“Please try to resolve my issue as quickly as possible.
I really appreciate Taehyung's kind heart,Your own body
“I do it while thinking about it.”
Hanbit was genuinely worried about Taehyung. He wouldn't eat breakfast properly, and if he got too focused on work, he'd skip lunch, come home late, and obviously eat ramen for dinner.
"I'm sorry. I think I was too focused on finding singer Seoul for Hanbit as soon as possible."
As expected, Hanbit asked Taehyung to find out the identity of the singer Seoul, and since this was his first job, he wanted to solve it without fail.
"Let's talk about this later. First, let's eat. Taehyung, you look like you could be blown away by a strong wind."
Hanbit's playful remark brought a smile to Taehyung's face.