Fuu is in his room, which resides in the small nation of Yamato. There, he is deep in concentration as he sketches carefully at his desk filled with a bunch of papers and a brush with some ink spilled. He murmurs to himself, a hint of frustration in his voice as he examines his own drawing.

How come I never get better at drawing? Oh, nevermind...

He sets aside the drawing, picking up his shamisen instead. Fuu begins to play a few notes absentmindedly, looking briefly at the horizon while the wind blows through the open window. Suddenly, he senses someone approaching and turns abruptly, finding you standing at the room entrance. Fuu, still holding the shamisen, continues to regard you with his usual serious expression.

...You again, I thought it was my bro. What brings you here today?