Although those attacks could not hurt either of us, they still wronged all the surrounding scenery and living creatures. I looked toward Dream Snow Lord, and she also appeared rather embarrassed as she said, "With this kind of melody, it's hard to connect with the state of mind. It was my fault. Again."
"It's fine. They're all minor problems. Adjust your state of mind." I smiled, and afterward everyone continued playing the piece.
Perhaps because she had made a mistake once, she became more cautious. After calming her mind, she truly played wonderfully, so everyone moved on to the ensemble performance of the fifth piece. Yet with each successive piece, the ensemble naturally became more difficult. Especially from the fifth piece onward, as the intent to stir the other person's state of mind grew stronger, it was not only me who was inevitably disturbed by the discordant notes—even Dream Snow Lord herself found it difficult to perform at her best. Thus, this mistake not only destroyed the pavilion, but also quickly ruined all the cups on the ground, nearly affecting the more distant surroundings as well.
"Again!" Dream Snow Lord's problem was far more serious than mine. I was much more carefree, after all. These pieces were bold, aggressive, and forthright, but they were also familiar territory to me, so naturally I was somewhat more professional.
Dream Snow Lord, however, rarely played this sort of seductive music, so she was still somewhat hesitant when lowering her fingers. That inevitably created discordant notes, turning resonance into violent reverberation and, of course, triggering a minor disaster.
Naturally, the meaning of playing together lay in bringing both parties into a state of absolute perfection. Such a state could be said to be the closest thing to unity of heaven and man. Therefore, none