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Yasusada

I'd rather be doing kendo

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Mmhmm! I beat him up and took him home. [Yamato why are you like this. He's not joking either... that's literally what happened.

ANYWAY, FLOWERS.]

It's really impressive that you can do so much without hurting them... I'm worried I'll squish them too much to look pretty. [He says that, but when he puts his mind to something, he practices it until he gets it just right. Even if the first few attempts are ugly, he'll probably at least manage "not too bad" by the end of this. Hopefully.]

[mikodere]

You... what?

[MIKOTO HAS SO MANY QUESTIONS RIGHT NOW. What the heck Yamato????]

That was my problem at first too, but once you get used to it, they are fairly easy to make. You just have to get the feel for it.

[As he's digging through his box for flowers and greenery, he hands Yamato a long piece of floral wire.] Here it is! [He pulls out some flower stems, leaves and all sorts of unflowered greenery.]

The first thing you do when making your flower crow is wrap some greenery around the floral wire. This will be your base before we start adding flowers onto it. [But then he remembers something else.]

Oh! Before that though, make sure you measure the floral wire around your head just to make sure it will fit.

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Well, I couldn't join my dojo right away, since my parents wanted to make sure I was really interested in kendo... so I practiced with the other kids in the neighborhood instead. [Mainly he went around hitting them with sticks, good job bitty!Yams.] Kiyomitsu lost, but he was a lot of fun to fight with and he looked pretty hungry, so I brought him back to the bistro--well, I guess it was more of a cafe back then. Anyway, my mom liked him a lot and we ended up going to school together and stuff.

["And stuff" being the part of Kashuu's history that he knows he's not really supposed to talk about. Until Kashuu is willing to open up to him, Yamato will abide by his unspoken wishes, and keep that part of Kashuu's life quiet.

That's apparently the only sort of respect for privacy that he has, though, because--]

Oh! Hold on, I've got something for that.

[AND OFF HE GOES merrily barging into Kashuu's room... when he comes back, he's got a fake flower crown in his hands, and he holds it out to Mikoto.]

Can I measure it with this? It should be the right size. [He doesn't mind trying to measure his own head, but Kashuu's hair isn't even half as poofy as his own, so it'd probably end up falling in his face.]