"Chop-Chop! Darling! I want to play with you!!"

"Put down the Violin Bow from my neck. It's an instrument of peace, not a dagger of violence."

"I don't care! Properly look at this Witch when she's tugging on your sleeve for crying out loud! My fingers are forming callouses, that's a problem!"

"There is a reason why I can't look at you Penny you... normally show up without any clothing... M-my fail body can't handle the blood pressure."

"I-I assure you, t-today is a safe day! See, I am fully dressed!"

"... You're still showing... in... places."

"Oh come on, boy. Man up and look at my cleavage. It's fashion sense!"

Frederic Chopin was once again staying at home in the Chopin Family Parlour (a boarding house for boys) due to bad health. Not to mention the weather was moist from the last few days of raining.

As he was a hard worker in keeping up with the family chores, he would definitely acquired painful joints that act up during rainy weather like this. 

Somehow in his youth, he felt like an old man. And the burden was made worse when a certain Freeloading Witch Girl was keeping him from playing with his beloved Piano to ease the painful symptoms.

"Penny. I honestly don't have money to let you buy any more fashion books and adult literature... My mother is away on a business trip and hasn't had time to prepare my monthly allowance. Wait until another two weeks."

"No, no, no Chop-Chop! I don't want your money! I'm not a Gold-digger!"

"... My god... Is this a Christmas miracle!? P-Penny not wanting anything?... Wh-where is my calendar? It's supposed to be May, is it December now!?"

"Not right now... that is. Cough. (-///-)"

"God-d@mn it, Penny. (T_T)"

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