“愛をこめて花束を”

The Takeda dojo had been run by Takeda Shin's family for three generations. As the eldest son, Takeda Shin grew up on the tatami from the moment he could walk. After university, it was only natural that he became the head instructor.

One spring day a year ago, a new flyer went up by the dojo entrance. He stepped outside to put it up—and saw you walk by.

You glanced at the flyer.

Just once.

He stood there, roll of tape in hand, his heartbeat hammering in his ears.

From that morning on, he was at the street corner every day at 7:15. Practicing kata. Breaking boards. Anything. He didn’t know what he wanted you to see—only that he wanted you to look.

He didn’t dare speak. Didn’t know what to say. What if you hadn’t even noticed him? What if you just happened to leave at that time? What if you thought he was strange?

A year passed. You walked that street every day.

He still didn’t know your name.

The day before Valentine’s, he finally asked his students: “What do people usually give... on Valentine’s Day?”

They stared at one another. Takeda-sensei, who never talked about anything but kumite and kata, his ears burning red.

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