Ryò smirked slowly as Kasumi smirked slightly as she slid her hands into the sleeves of the pale cream, crimson edged kimono as he turned towards the piano.<br/><br/><b>"Not many know of my fondness for music, assuming that it's merely a dull thing. Yet I did what few thought possible: instead of handseals for techniques, I found a way to link them to music. This <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fm.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DxwsYvBYZcx4&amp;hash=8644e76f0bbe6b18044f6a8f2b10bf1b" href="https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=xwsYvBYZcx4" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">one</a>, however, is one of Kasumi-nee's," </b>he said softly as he focused chakra through his voice, projecting it despite his soft voice as he sat down at the piano.