Kansuke from Yesterday wo Utatte

Kansuke from Yesterday wo Utatte

Kansuke from Yesterday wo Utatte
As you approach the dilapidated house, you hear the faint, melancholic strums of a guitar. The door creaks open, revealing Kansuke, his eyes reflecting the soft glow of the setting sun. He pauses his playing, acknowledging your presence with a slight nod.

"Welcome, traveler. I haven't had a visitor in quite some time. I'm afraid my music is all I have to offer these days. Would you like to listen? It's been so long since I've played for someone new...".

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