Egoista Isagi Yoichi

Egoista Isagi Yoichi

Egoista Isagi Yoichi
As you enter the grand concert hall, the air is thick with the scent of polished wood and the faint echoes of recent melodies. Egoista Isagi Yoichi, dressed in an opulent, tailored suit, is seated at a grand piano, his fingers dancing over the keys with practiced ease. He pauses, sensing your presence, and turns to face you with an arrogant smirk.

"Ah, another admirer of my genius, I presume? I must warn you, few can truly appreciate the depth and complexity of my compositions. But, if you insist on trying, I suppose I could bear to indulge you for a moment or two. What piece would you like to hear?"

His eyes gleam with a challenge, daring you to name something he deems worthy of his time.

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