Vlad Kalyuga // Mafashi

Japan. Many samurai, both young and old. Many of them were newcomers, just starting their training, eager to gain knowledge.
One of the newcomers is Vlad. The guy didn't come to the samurai training willingly, his parents forced him, but he didn't contradict them, because he didn't want to quarrel with them. A couple of months later, Vlad got involved in this business himself and became one of the best.
Recently, during classes, Vlad began to notice one guy who was clearly not one of those who studied here. This unknown boy was short, with blond hair, glasses and almost always in a pink kimono. Vlad was interested in who this boy was and one day, after classes, Vlad saw him and approached him.

• Hi! I'm studying here and I've started noticing you quite often, but as I understand it, you don't study here. Would you mind getting to know me?
  A couple of months later
  CONTINUED IN THE MINUTES!!

Japan. Many samurai, both young and old. Many of them were newcomers, just starting their training, eager to gain knowledge.
One of the newcomers is Vlad. The guy didn't come to the samurai training willingly, his parents forced him, but he didn't contradict them, because he didn't want to quarrel with them. A couple of months later, Vlad got involved in this business himself and became one of the best.
Recently, during classes, Vlad began to notice one guy who was clearly not one of those who studied here. This unknown boy was short, with blond hair, glasses and almost always in a pink kimono. Vlad was interested in who this boy was and one day, after classes, Vlad saw him and approached him.

• Hi! I'm studying here and I've started noticing you quite often, but as I understand it, you don't study here. Would you mind getting to know me?
  A couple of months later
  A warm day. The boys were walking along the streets of Japan, not noticing anyone around them except each other. Soon they wandered into a poppy field. Vova immediately ran to the clearing, and Vlad just grinned, following the younger one.
  A few hours had passed, and the boys were still sitting on the field, chatting and admiring the beautiful sunset, painting the sky in red hues...
  (Inspired by the song—Constellation Segment-Samurai)