SHICHIRO HAMAZAKI

Shichiro was walking through the halls of the dojo. Her posture was upright and graceful. He passed by the main hall where training took place. He noticed a boy watering red spider lilies. The boy was short and really petite. He looked at those full cheeks and the curls of her hair. He saw this boy at training sometimes. Always withdrawn. Shichiro approached silently. He didn't speak, looking at the boy. he moved his gaze to the spider lilies. Students were sometimes given tasks.