By listening to the performance, the NPC's impression of you has increased.
Weeds mouth curved into a smile.
The shop dealer's eyes were gently closed, in appreciation of the music.
His objective was achieved.
However as the dealer opened her eyes, she said:
“The music is good, but the song is lacking something.”
“Singing?”
“Yes. You can sing can't you?”
Weed could not bear to refuse. A roaring rocker!
In real life, it was once upon a time a goal of his. Yet, those referred to as a Rocker require several things that can't be ignored. Ignorance of pitch! Ignorance of tempo! Ignorance of lyrics!
He was once told that he was severely tone-deaf. Only, Weed never accepted that fact. So as he plucked the harp, Weed began to sing.
"It's bright! The sun rises today! Return again! It's sunny! And! It's up! Courtyard! Day!"
“Kkyaah Argh!”
“Crap, I'm going to go mad.”
“Run away!”
Really, what is the difference between the Lion's roar skill and singing a song.
Weed's singing made the users to become both shocked and horrified. If you only listened for a little bit, the head becomes dizzy and your breathing becomes labored. To the extent that it will even get a turtle to pop out of its shell.
“One day! Your thoughts! Walk down! Look! Ha! Always! The!”
Weed roared eagerly as he sang.
With no care about melody. Only in making noise!
As if singing in a loud voice is the best way for a song.
When Weed finally finished the song and the stampeding crowd of ten thousand users and two male shopkeepers were flocking to get out, only one was left. Her expression was turned to stone.
“How much will you give?”
She shook her head as Weed spoke.
“No trade.”
".....”