For several days, a constant hammering sound rang in Gi-Gyu’s basement. Thanks to the soundproof barrier, his mother and sister didn’t hear it from upstairs; unfortunately, he couldn’t avoid the incessant noise with his sensitive player ears. 

Clang!

Gi-Gyu quickly became sick of the continuous bangs and clangs and went to the basement. Min-Su was sculpting something out of the stone coffin; the boy honestly had terrific stamina and power as he kept hammering the coffin day in, day out. 

‘Isn’t sculpting done with a hammer and a chisel?’ Gi-Gyu thought in confusion. Surprisingly, Min-Su managed to shape the coffin using just the hammer, making Gi-Gyu doubt his knowledge. However, he soon realized that Min-Su was just unique. 

Gi-Gyu watched as Min-Su split the stone coffin in half, shaping it delicately without a chisel. Watching Min-Su work was like watching a magic show: Every time he brought down the hammer, the coffin broke exactly how and where he wanted. 

-It’s because he’s Paimon’s descendant.

When Lou explained, Gi-Gyu asked, “Sounds like you were fond of Paimon?” 

Usually, when Lou talked...