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[Mozart's actually trying to work. He has things to write and he's pretty sure he is actually missing a few things. But there's some bedsheet ghost bothering him, trying to take his bedsheets and he just can't work under these conditions.]

Would anybody have any idea what is going on here? This creature keeps bothering me and I am trying to work.

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[tries to not burst out laughing as the creature keeps bumping into the man on the screen.]

I don't think it's going to leave you alone until you meet its demands!

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Italy is Europe, but no, I am from Austria. Also located in Europe. I suppose you wouldn't know anything about Europe either?

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Not a lot! My country is a little private.

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I am guessing you do not get to travel to many other countries then?

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I've never been outside the country-- but I've seen different parts of Japan! It all takes quite a while on foot, though.

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Do you not have any carriages or horses in Japan?

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Oh, sure! But I'm not important enough for a carriage, and I always travelled with my-- friends. [twitches out a smile] So we walked. Horses are expensive!

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I see. [Sadly he comes from a time where that sort of things make sense.] I do not think such things matter here. You should definitely ride a carriage around here. [Though he has not seen one around.]

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[starts to laugh, and to protest that he'd feel silly, but he suddenly starts to cough. It's not a polite cough, or a summer cold cough; his eyes are obviously watering at the end of the fit, his hand obscuring half the screen. He'd tried to look for the off-button, but clearly didn't succeed.

Afterwards he looks embarrassed, his cheeks red with excertion as well as embarrassment.]

I-I apologise, Maestro. I did not mean to bother you with that.

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[Mozart looks a little worried. A cough like that can be very worrying where he's from.]

Are you ill?

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[he looks terrible, but most of it is emotional-- showing weakness like that is almost inforgivable in his opinion]

N-no! I'm fine, it's just a little summer cold!

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[He usually isn't this way, but he knows what illnesses can do. He frowns and definitely looks more worried.]

If so, you should still go to a doctor. I am sure there is one here. Please.

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All doctors tell you is to drink more tea! [laughs a little, trying to lighten the mood] Thank you for your concern, Maestro.

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[He doesn't know what to say next and so he goes to something else.] What is your name? You never told me.

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[is very, very grateful for it] Ah-- Souji Okita! I'm sorry for my bad manners!

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I did not introduce myself either so it is no problem at all. I am Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.