Chapter 92: Becoming the Brother of a Top Star

"Yuna, your voice is really beautiful, you know."

"Yeah, if you do a feature, it can't get any better than this, right?"

"Leave the rap to the rappers. If Yuna sings, it will inspire them to come up with even better rap. Haha!"

After hearing Yuna's destructive rap, their behavior changed 180 degrees.

At first, they were willing to produce the song themselves if Yuna did the rap, but now they changed their tune, saying Yuna's voice was perfect for a feature.

"......"

Yuna glanced at the producers who were exaggerating their smiles and said,

"Guys, be honest. You don't like it when I rap, right?"

"Huh?"

"No, no. Who could ever dislike Yuna's rap?"

"Ahem. Right. Who would say such a thing?"

"Then, should I go back and sing another song?"

At that, they quickly waved their hands.

"Oh, don't push yourself so hard right after you arrive."

"You'll strain your voice. We don't sing two songs at once either. You need to rest after one."

From their ridiculous remarks, it was clear they didn't want to hear Yuna rap again.

After all, earlier, they were seen clenching their thighs and trying hard to suppress their laughter while watching Yuna rap.

"Yuna, stop tormenting these people."

"Hmph. That's too much. I tried my best, yet how can they all act like this?"

Seeing Yuna's pouting face, the producers froze on the spot.

They looked as if they had suddenly become the worst sinners.

Soon, they began to repent in front of Yuna, thumping their chests.

"We have committed a grave sin."

"What's so difficult about listening to a rap? We just had to suppress our laughter...!"

"Our ears were deaf. Today, we realized that Yuna's rap is the best."

"Please sing it again. This time, we will listen with reverence."

But the more they said this, the more Yuna recoiled.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yuna shot me a glare.

"Brother, are you laughing?"

"Yeah. If I didn't laugh here, I wouldn't be human."

"Damn!"

"And, as I always tell you, you just need to sing well."

I calmed Yuna down and had her sit down.

Then, I approached the producers and said,

"I heard you have several songs prepared. Can I listen to them?"

"Ah, yes, of course!"

"This is nerve-wracking. We're performing in front of the person who composed the number one Billboard song."

They entered the recording studio and performed the songs live, showcasing their impressive skills.

Their auras were so strong that it was clear they hadn't reached this position by chance.

"Wow, you guys are really good."

Yuna, who had been pouting just a moment ago, now clapped enthusiastically.

"Haha. Thank you."

"Ah, this makes me want to join in. I'll go in and try a song too."

Thanks to Yuna's reaction, they suddenly stood up one by one and entered the recording studio, competing to show off their true rap skills.

During this time, Yuna enthusiastically swayed her body, keeping the rhythm and responding to them.

Wearing the gold watch and necklace they had given her, she looked both cute and funny.

"Phew-."

"Hey, this is harder than the survival round, isn't it?"

"Exactly. I'm sweating now."

The three producers, who had just flipped the stage with their raps, were drenched in sweat.

They had given it their all, and it was all thanks to Yuna's reactions.

"Indeed, you are all top-notch rappers in Korea. You did a great job."

"It feels great to hear that from you, Yuna."

"Does it feel like real recognition? Haha."

"No, I wouldn't dare evaluate any of you."

One of them then asked me,

"Can you rap, Yuna?"

"Ah... I don't really do it, but I have composed a few songs."

"Wow, really? As expected of a composing genius. Did you create them quickly?"

"I'm really curious. Can you let us hear them?"

I had never rapped before, and the songs I had created this time weren't particularly to my liking.

But I couldn't come here unprepared, so I had brought a few samples.

"By the way, I'm not good at rapping."

"That's fine."

"Since you're not here to compete but to create a song, just sing it lightly."

I nodded and headed into the recording studio.

Yuna, standing behind me, clenched her fists and cheered me on.

"Brother, go for it! Sing well and come back~."

With the three giants having already flipped the stage, I wasn't sure what I could do.

"Sure."

I entered the recording studio, feeling the auras of the three.

* * *

The three core rappers of Bermuda Label:

Hotson, Nible, and Leo.

These three had risen from the bottom to achieve success, becoming idols for all rappers.

They were also the ones who popularized hip-hop in Korea.

While young rappers are continuously rising, their fame hasn't diminished to the point of being forgotten.

"You guys still have it."

"Hehe. Right? We're not dead yet."

"Your flow is still good, and your diction is as sharp as ever."

"Ah, I feel a bit guilty. We might have put too much pressure on Yuna by performing so well."

The three were worried they might have overdone it due to Yuna's excitement.

As I entered,

"Please play the first song."

"Ah, yes."

I stood in front of the microphone.

Ding-ding-ding-!

The heavy electronic sounds that started the intro made the three whistle simultaneously.

"The melody is good?"

"It fits hip-hop perfectly."

"It sounds like something you'd hear in the U.S.?"

But it was too early to be impressed.

As I closed my eyes and listened to the beat, the moment I opened my mouth,

"!?"

Exclamation marks appeared above their heads simultaneously.

A smooth, uninterrupted flow.

When rapping, each person has a unique style.

While many have similar styles, mine was different.

It was a slightly offbeat style of rap.

But it didn't sound unpleasant.

The offbeat rap gradually picked up speed and eventually transformed into a completely different style, making it feel like a different song.

Even more surprisingly,

I sang the chorus as if doing a feature.

A song that combined rap and singing.

It felt like four people were in the studio, each taking their part.

Normally, such a mix would create an unpleasant feeling and make you not want to listen to the song.

But I blended different styles, breaking down the awkward and abnormal boundaries to create a single song.

"......"

The song ended after the second verse.

The studio was silent, and the three had the same dazed expressions.

They seemed to have lost their minds, unsure of what they had just heard.

"Thank you."

Finally, my voice brought them back to reality.

They couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"What the hell."

"No, what is this?"

"What did I just hear? Is this even possible?"

It was an astonishing song.

Even these three, who had been in the hip-hop scene for a long time, found it surprising and groundbreaking.

"Combining different rap styles in one song...?"

They had tried it before but found it too difficult to do alone, so they had given up. To make it work, they would have needed multiple artists in one song.

But I,

"Did you do it alone?"

"How?"

"I still can't believe it. You really went in there alone? Was there some spiritual entity with you?"

Hotson's ridiculous comment somehow made sense given the shock of the song.

"Brother, what are you? You didn't do this last time. Why are you so good today? Was this the original song? It wasn't like this when you played it for me yesterday."

Yuna, who had been more surprised by the three's raps, now looked even more astonished as I came out of the recording studio.

"It's not a finished song yet. I just wanted to try a different version when I went in there."

Leo asked in surprise,

"Yuna, did you just improvise that performance?"

"Ah, yes. The lyrics weren't even fully prepared."

"......"

They were speechless.

After showing such an amazing rap, it turned out it was improvised?

"Do you know what Yuna just did?"

"Yes?"

"He just presented a new paradigm in hip-hop. He showed that this is possible!"

"Right. I've never heard a song like this in my life. It felt like getting hit by a hammer."

The praise for me was endless.

"Ha. What do we do with this? There's one fatal flaw with this amazing song."

"A flaw?"

"Yes. Only Yuna can perform this song."

"That's true. Could anyone really practice and do this? Oh, and did you record it? It would be a shame not to record this masterpiece!"

"Of course. As Leo said, this song can't be done just by practicing. It has three different rap styles, and with the chorus feature, it's a total of four styles."

This was a new dilemma.

I was invited to this program to create fresh and innovative productions with me.

That goal was achieved, but the problem was that no one could perform this song.

"Can you practice and perform it?"

"This? I can't do it."

"I don't have the confidence either. I saw Yuna perform it live just now. I can't even imagine trying to replicate it."

Only I could perform this song.

That was the fatal flaw.

"What do we do with this song? It would be a waste to just let it go."

"What else? Yuna should perform it and release it to the public."

"Not releasing it would be a sin! Rappers will have a lot to think about after hearing this song."

Even if we can't release it immediately, it would be good to surprise the audience with it during the program.

"Oh, by the way, Yuna. What's the title of this song?"

"Ah, that."

I smiled and answered,

"Emergency (飛上)."

The three nodded in agreement.

They could sense that when this song is released, it will soar high, just as the title suggests.