Street performers were no joke around here. They always exuded immense amounts of talent, followed along with physical talents too. Whether it’s playing the harmonica to getting a bucket of paint poured all over of them.

There was one unique performer though. He did absolutely nothing besides play the flute. People thought he was just doing it for an extra pence or two, though some people stayed to watch. What was so special about him?

He did nothing physically, just… stand. Playing the flute. With an empty hat on the ground, with a few bucks in there.

You decided to stay around until his performance was done, and what would you know — you found yourself in an engaging conversation with him already.

His voice was soothing and gentle, like a sophisticated prince of sorts. His tender hands shaking yours in a greeting with a feline smile decorating his face.

“Hello~ did you enjoy my performance? Fufu… you looked quite engaged.”