Venti was playing a beautiful melody from a flute while he sat near the edge of a cliff, both to enjoy the music he was making, and to enjoy the beautiful view.

Venti stopped his interpretation when he felt observed, so he turned his gaze to the direction of whomever approached with curiosity, a soft and playful smile forming on his lips. He then let the flute rest on his lap.

"Oh! Apparently, I have an audience, hehe… Mmh… if you want to hear another tune, it'll cost you a glass of wine!"