Chapter 10 Chapter Ten

A week later, I was at the Cave of Caliban to see a new Rosingal show.Tickets were sold out tonight, the singing was a whirlwind, and everyone in the audience loved her to death. A lot has happened in the past week.The Cavendishes had to sell Caliban's Hole to raise cash for their lawsuit.As the Cavendish couple lost their power, more and more little people mustered up the courage to come forward to accuse them of their evil deeds, and the overwhelming accusations piled up.It didn't take long to sue Cavendish as the latest sport in Night City. Loschinger has changed to a new owner.A group of well-informed agents saw the opportunity and signed her on reasonable terms.They invested a lot of money in her and planned to make her famous in one fell swoop. I heard that there are already big-name producers recording her debut album for her.

The hole in Caliban was very lively that night, and the audience packed the whole place, listening to songs and dancing.Now the overall stage style is not as Gothic as before, and it can be said that it incorporates more features.The new songs written by Loschinger are also more and more popular.I went alone because Dead Boy had a new case and Julian Advent had a manuscript to rush.Originally, I wanted to ask my secretary, Cathy, to go with me, but now that Roseinger has become one of the mainstream music, Cathy has lost interest in her. Cathy only likes non-mainstream things. With the cooperation of two Ian Agger, a new drummer and a group of brand new vocal angels, Loschinger sang love, light and rebirth with her clear and moving voice, which moved all the audience present .Her singing voice is loud and touching, and her whole body is full of vigor.It's just that she still likes to grab the microphone and smoke like a chimney.The audience loved her to death.She sang three extra songs to the ecstatic applause of fans, and this time no one was suicidal.It is a joy to see a case that has been handled with a happy ending.

After the show ended, I walked around the backstage to her lounge, and unexpectedly saw the dead boy helping her as a guard at the door.When he saw me coming, he had a bit of embarrassment on his face. "So this is your new case," I said. "No wonder you don't want to mention it. Being a bodyguard is a bit of a backstory for you, isn't it?" "This is just a temporary job." He said seriously. "Just wait until she finds a trustworthy candidate with her new agent." "She can find me too." I said. "Ah," said Dead Boy, "John, she's trying really hard to forget everything. Of course you can't blame her for that."

"Why is the bullet hole on your forehead gone?" I deliberately changed the subject. "I put some putty in," he said. "When my hair grows out no one will notice." "What about the big hole in the back of the head?" "Then don't ask." I knocked on the door and walked into the flower-filled lounge.I should have given flowers too, but it never occurred to me.Losinger was taking off her makeup in front of the mirror, and she didn't seem particularly happy to see me coming in.She gave me a quick hug and a soft kiss on the cheek, and we sat down facing each other.Her face was very rosy, her breathing was still short, and she hadn't recovered from the performance just now.

"Thank you for your help, John. I appreciate you, really. I was going to call you, but I was too busy." "I saw you perform just now." I said. "Excellent." "It's really nice, isn't it? John... please don't get me wrong, but I don't want to see you again." "I'm a little confused," I said after a while. "Why, Rose?" "You remind me of what happened in the past," she confessed. "I need to move on with my life and leave everything behind. Now that I've been born again, I see things differently. I live to sing, I just want to sing and I need to sing. In my life right now Can't stand anyone else. Especially you, John. I'm grateful for everything you've done for me, but... I need to get as normal as I can. I won't be in Nightside, it's just for me to sing Career place. I'm going to many, many other places, John."

"I understand." I said. "I'll write a song for you." "That's fine." She turned her head back to continue removing her makeup, making faces at herself in the mirror while doing so. "You never told me who hired you to take care of me?" "It's your father." She looked at me suddenly and said, "John, my father has been dead for two years." She took a photo out of her purse, and it was obviously the man who hired me at the Stranger Tavern—the employer was a ghost, but it wasn't such a big deal in Nightside.Loschinger was very moved.

"He's always been protective of me." "It seems..." I said. "This time I can't get the money again." I kissed Roseinger good-bye, wished her good luck, and left the lounge humming the blues. (End of Night City Series 03 "Nightingale's Sigh")