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The playground was a bustle, the children playing, laughing, and having an over all good time as they waited for the bell to ring and start classes. Pairs of comrads and divas with their young entourage milled about happily.
Not one had the slightest idea that they were being watched from another wavelength by a very curious and searching pair of violet eyes. What they were searching for was simple. Raw talent. Imagination. Proof that this generation had what it took to keep his beloved city's heart pumping, and her pulse flowing. As he looked and listened, the figure that was omniscient noted several bright Souls with intricate Music, and as he watched and listened, he found bliss.
"Indeed, Sanae, you were correct about this crop of young notes. Shibuya's song will be even more spectacular this generation!"
As the students began filing in, steady hands tweaked the brightest tunes, refining them for the week, retuning and directing them towards the perfection he knew was ever-present, ever-achievable. They were the hope of Shibuya's future, the concert that would play for years to come. He was delicate, not too forceful, minding the fact that the Notes were yet young and fresh, the Imaginations innocent and untrained.
He smiled contentedly as he continued on his way, his next destination mych like this one, but with a Song he'd already begun to compose. The older Souls were in need of a tweaking, as they were every few years. It was his job, after all…
He rather enjoyed it, if he was being incredibly honest.
Just a snippet of Joshua actually doing his job for once XD Chapters will get longer I promise.