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“Street Where Wind Resides.” It was a melancholic song and was not well known. Very few people would be able to compose, sing, roll with it unless they were true lovers of the song.

Even so, I came and my strength was demonstrated through the performance of this song. Because of that, the public all voted for me.

I did not lose. Such as. The waiter. Asking for more competition, the man dressed authentically, in a classic suit, slowly raised his hand. He smiled with a sheepish smile and said, “I want to challenge you.”

As predicted, he was probably the cafe owner who waited for The Final Winner to appear before showing off his capabilities. I didn't feel worried at all. First of all, it still was. Debatable whether or not I would lose. Furthermore, there was also André here as support. If I lost.

In terms of his piano ability, I had never doubted him.

I played another piece, a Modern piece this time. Meeting the middle-aged man chose to play a chopim piece. Clearly, he was a hidden pro