The Traveling Musician (Kny X Reader)

Chapter 7

Just a warning this kinda hints at some suggestive stuff but will not have any.

There will also be a ton of music cause it helped me write this and I go with it.

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After we had discussed the terms of our arrangement, I went to my room to prepare. I decided to choose instruments at random. I picked up the clothes that the lady said I need to wear.

[Wouldn't this make people look at me more than not?] (picture above).

I have already met most of the workers along with the oarin. The oarin doesn't seem to mind me as much as I thought she would.

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It is morning and everyone is rushing around trying to get ready. Someone screamed that they could see the men approaching. I had gotten more information from passing people. They are a group of men who have a lot of money but are not noble. They travel from town to town to get services. When they start to get closer to the shop, I start to play. The owner is about to yell at me, so I explain why I chose this song.

This song will intrigue the men. If they travel, they like the unknown, so a song that would catch their interest would lead them here. A mysterious melody will bring them to the beautiful courtesans and oarin.

She seems surprised by my method but allows it. Soon enough I am proved right. Most of the men from the group have come into this building and requested a service tonight. The owner says that if I keep this up I might get a raise in the pay for this week. I am hidden in the corner of the brothel, so no one looks this way. I know that there are about 3 demons within this group. I couldn't tell who was what since they all wore clothes that covered all parts of their bodies.

[Wasn't there another one when they were walking here? Did he leave?]

I made sure that I kept all of my weapons on me just for safety. I look at the men to see if I know any of them from my travels based on clothes. They all sound relatively young to have so much money.

[How did they get such a large amount and still have those expensive clothes?]

After looking at them each closely I notice that they all have the same small bit of tattoo sticking out of their collar. I feel as if I had seen something like that before but I can not place where. When I finish my song, I change instruments and start to play another tune but this time a more soothing one.

I start to let my mind wander so my creativity can flow more into the song. Thoughts of the mountains and plains that I had to cross. Seeing the workers and families out in the fields or playing games. The happiness they radiated when they were together. The time I had first stumbled upon the cultivators. When I watched them with interest. Copying what they did so I could get stronger. The hardship in repetitively failing but never giving up. The weird feeling, when I was able to copy it to what I thought, was right.

I remember when I first tried to play music in a town, and no one would hire me. I just sat outside of a shop and started playing. The owners were about to beat me since I didn't leave but stopped when I started to play. When I was done, they still kicked me out of the town but I had gotten a few tips. That was what had sparked a flame in me to continue with this type of lifestyle. The times I had starved because I didn't have enough money. I remember trying to make my first friends, that didn't turn out so well. They thought I was weird since all I thought about were weapons and music. The first time I met Tanjiro, that made my lips twitch a little bit upwards.

Apparently, my music had enticed more than what the brothel could handle. I saw the owner and greeter trying to turn away the people that just kept pouring in through the door.

"Can you please come back another day?"

"We are full today, come back tomorrow."

"We just want to hear the music not get a service."

The owner snapped her head towards me, and I shrugged.

"We are sorry, but we can't allow you to just sit here and listen to the music if you are not paying for something."

"We will pay to hear the music."

"Yeah."

You tried to smile at the owner and signal her over towards yourself. She walks over and says what do you need?

"Charge them for half the price of a person getting service would and they stay till whenever they want to listen. Also, let them pay for food and drinks. That way as they listen when they get hungry and thirsty they won't leave. The establishment will get more money, and I will play for longer if needed."

"I guess you are a smart girl. How did you think of this so quickly?"

"This has happened a few times before. I just thought that you would like a little extra money."

"You keep surprising me day by day. I might even miss you when the week is done and you leave."

"That might make me want to come back again."

"I need to get the money and set up a space for the people. Meet me in my room later so we can talk."

"Mmh." I start to focus a little bit more on my music.