[Mitsuhide is sat on the bed, playing the shamisen. He seems rather cheerful.]
It's going well... perhaps I ought to put a song to it...
[A pause in playing, as if in thought... and then he suddenly smiles in a rather amused manner.]
I think... yes...
[And he starts to play again, singing along to the tune...]
There once did live, beyond the
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