Da— Da!
The notes of the keyboard were sharp.
I pressed it a couple of times to make sure that everything was alright. In the end, setting the keyboard away, I leaned back against the chair and covered my face with both hands.
'The stage has been set.'
'Your turn.'
The conductor's words replayed in my mind as my heart sank into my stomach.
I'd known from the start that everything happening outside was the result of the conductor's meddling.
I wasn't stupid.
The dots were extremely easy to connect.
And yet—
Hearing outright that an entire -rank gate had been created solely to match my "perfect piece" sent a shudder through my whole body.
Perfect piece?
What perfect piece!?
I could hardly play the piano as I was still rusty at it. I had been practicing more lately, but it was far from enough!
At the rate things were progressing, by the time the deadline arrived, I'd be turned into a 'faceless' audience member before the entire world.
