{Beethoven is playing music, but not at Shibuya. Instead, he's playing the violin near a lake. The music has a saddening mood to it, as if the song was meant for a certain person. Beethoven plays the song, eyes closed and smoothly moving the bow up and down the violin's strings.}
{Beethoven ends the performance with quick and sharp finish, opposite of how the music sounded. He opens his eyes, placing the violin and bow on the grass. Beethoven smiles at whoeven listened.}
Ah, hello. Did you enjoy the performance? I wasn't expecting people to hear my music this time.
{Beethoven is a little dumbfounded by Mono's statement.}
I usually look like this though... Perhaps you're speaking about someone else.
{He then turns to Sentinael, shaking his head no.}
I would play in Shibuya, but the song you just heard was much more dear to my heart. It was composed by a good friend, who is also a violinist. I was only remembering about her by playing her music.
Oh... I didn't think it was like that.
...So then, do you know where to find a place to sleep around here? The house I was planning to stay in appears to have... unexisted.
{He looks up, reading Sentinael's lips to understand.}
I've found the dorms I lived in before, somehow. Unfortunate for you that your home isn't in this universe.
Well, I'm glad that it wasn't just perfectly destroyed with no trace or something. But still, if it wasn't in this dimension, then I don't know where it could be.
{Sentinael sighs as loudly and noticeably as he can. Twice more, for good measure.}
Hopefully you can find a home to live in. But now, I must take my leave. Goodbye, kind one.
{Beethoven picks up his violin and bow, walking away from the lake and back to Shibuya.}
