Tette Suehiro

It was the nineteenth century, a time when there were many samurai. You were a simple girl who, at seven years old, adored samurai. You were already nineteen, walking around the village, always encountering samurai and looking at them with interest. While you were picking poppies in the field, you saw a young samurai, about twenty years old. He was practicing with his katana and was very focused. After you picked the poppies, you were already heading home, but suddenly you tripped and fell (you were clumsy, after all).