Chapter 238:

Chapter 238:

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It wasn’t there, but it appeared (6)

“Hahaha. Yes. Author Henri Matisse says he’s not a fool.”

Alphonse Mendy summarized what Ko Hun said and Ko Hun laughed.

“That’s right. I remember that story was going around for a while. There was an article that said he invested a million dollars at the time, but if that’s true, he would have a pretty high return rate this time.”

“That’s right.”

Ko Hun looked at Alphonse Mendy and laughed again, then the phone rang.

“I’m sorry.”

“Haha. It’s okay. You must be getting a lot of calls from everywhere.”

“It’s Matisse. He must be watching.”

“Hahahat!”

Alphonse Mendy covered his mouth with a cue card and didn’t know what to do.

“Oh, really. Hahaha. That’s great. I wish author Henri Matisse would come on the show sometime and tell us the rest of the story.”

Alphonse Mendy calmed down and continued with the question.

“By the way, you just said ‘our Matisse’, what does that mean?”

“It’s a concept that’s often used in Korea. Like our school, our mom and dad, our husband, wife, etc.”

“...Our husband?”

Alphonse Mendy widened his eyes.

The audience also looked puzzled and Ko Hun understood what they were wondering about.

“It’s because of the communal thinking. It’s not a concept of actually sharing a spouse.”

“Oh.”

Alphonse Mendy nodded.

“So the drama you introduced before, Blood Mark, is not a common thing in Korea either?”

“Yes.”

“I thought so.”

Ko Hun nodded and smiled.

“Anyway, I think it’s a very cool concept. It’s a feeling of becoming one while respecting each other. Actually, I’ve been looking for someone to draw with for a while.”

“Yes. You did. The suspicious poster.”

Ko Hun paused and then continued the story.

“Yes. A lot of people contacted me, but I couldn’t find anyone I liked. So far, there was only one person.”

“Is it Matisse?”

Ko Hun nodded.

“We don’t share the same studio, but we sometimes meet and talk about our works.”

“I see. So you work separately, but you have a kind of club where you can have deep conversations about your works.”

“That’s right.”

“That’s very nice. Let’s find out more about the club that Ko Hun created in the second part.”

The next day.

I heard that the wall had been updated and went to the lab, and Matisse came walking cheerfully.

“You’re crazy!”

He’s always cheerful whenever I see him.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning my ass! Why didn’t you answer the phone!”

“I was tired and slept. I went on the air as soon as I got back.”

“So you can talk nonsense when you’re tired? Why did you make a fuss with that nonsense!”

“What?”

“You don’t know?”

“Did you say ‘our Matisse’?”

“You bastard!”

He glared at me and ran towards me.

Since last November, I’ve felt that Matisse is the most fun when he’s teased.

He’s usually serious and quiet, but he gets angry when I tease him a little. It’s cute.

I was curious why Michel and Arsen sometimes enjoyed teasing Matisse, but now I understand.

“Oh, you said you’re not a fool?”

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“Why?”

“Why do you say the obvious!”

“Because I’m teasing you.”

“Don’t joke. You think I don’t know you’re doing it on purpose!”

Matisse opened his mouth wide and I put a chocolate in his mouth and he frowned.

“...What is this.”

“It’s delicious. I bought it from a handmade chocolate shop in Brussels.”

He looked at the chocolate box he bought as a souvenir from his trip, wondering if he liked it.

When I visited the Marso Gallery for the first time in a long time, Vida Lavani greeted me with a bright smile as soon as I entered the building.

“Ko Hun!”

I felt relieved to see him looking healthier than before, even though he was still skinny and bony.

“How have you been?”

“Do you remember me?”

“Of course.”

He opened his eyes wide and smiled happily, making me feel cheerful too.

“This is the best candy today.”

Vida Lavani handed me a bunch of caramel candies.

I had visited many museums and galleries, but this was the first time I enjoyed so much.

He didn’t explain the artwork, but I thought that if Fernando Gonzalez saw Vida Lavani, he would choose him as the best interpreter of his work.

“Thank you.”

I grabbed three caramel candies, put one in my mouth and the rest in my pocket.

“I heard from Michelle. She wants to draw with you.”

“The director?”

“Yeah. Can we talk for a bit?”

“Uh... I’m working right now. Sorry. Hm, can you come to my house after work?”

“When do you finish?”

“6 o’clock.”

There were about two hours left.

“I’ll look around while I wait.”

“Okay! I’ll finish soon!”

I didn’t know how he could finish the work so quickly within the given time, but I understood his feelings well enough and nodded.

As I entered the room to admire the artwork, Michel approached me after a while.

“Weren’t you talking to Vida?”

“He said he was working, so I’m waiting for him.”

“Talk to him. Should I call him?”

“No, thanks.”

“Why?”

“I feel like it would be a burden.”

According to what I heard from Michel, there was no real reason to hire him, but he felt sorry for his situation and took him in.

Once he hired him, he was diligent and entrusted him with some chores.

Michel wouldn’t have told Vida Rabbani that, but a kid who lived on the streets wouldn’t be clueless.

He must know his situation very well and work even harder because of that.

If I asked him to spare some time during work, he would feel anxious and uncomfortable.

“I see.”

Michel smiled and looked at the he was admiring.

It was a work that Henri Marso used his own photos to shape lilies.

“He’s been having a hard time lately.”

“Rabbani?”

“Henri.”

Michel turned his head and met my eyes as he was looking at .

“He has to worry about Antermittang and the opening. He’s also working on a reform plan for the auction system. He has a lot of things to do, but I think he was a bit shocked by the Damien Carter incident.”

“...”

“The glass that looked like sapphire. It seemed like he spilled it on purpose.”

In the past, when he couldn’t use the jewels directly, Damien Carter made the glass look like jewels.

And he used the same technique he used in the past for his last work.

And that became the clue that led to the discovery of his secret workshop.

“He committed a crime and that’s why he’s unforgivable, but I can’t hate him completely and he seems to be struggling with that.”

I felt the same way.

I felt a contradictory emotion of sympathy and resentment.

“He wouldn’t have been like that before. He said that yesterday, but he’s actually worried inside.”

“That’s why he introduced Antermittang, right?”

“Yeah. He says that, but he cares about a lot of things.”

Michel reminded me of Henri’s inner thoughts once more.

“I know. Even if you pretend not to believe him, there’s no one who cares about the artists as much as Henri.”

Michel laughed.

“Thank you. I feel like I smile a lot since I met you.”

“Me too. It’s fun to tease you.”

“Heh. Yesterday was good.”

I high-fived Michel.