When the provisional 'Beethoven Orchestra' was writhing in the throes of the musical culture shock it encountered for the first time,
all the empire's pianists were beaming at the sudden surge in student inquiries,
- If I practice for a year, can I play Will-o'-the-wisp?
- ...Even for me, who's been at it for twenty years, it's hard...?
- Waaaah, teacher's weak.
As they were about to topple over, clutching the backs of their necks at such outrageously rude questions,
Kim Yul and Historié were enjoying afternoon tea in their newly purchased mansion.
“...I think Boseong green tea is a little better.”
“Comparing the quintessence of modern science with this world's tea culture is a bit much, isn't it? That's a culturally subservient way of thinking, Kim Yul.”
A peaceful everyday life, enjoyed after such a long time...
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