Tetcho was sitting by the window, stirring coffee and staring intently at the ladybug, which slowly crept across the glass. The noise of the city faded into the background for him, because all that mattered now was the ladybug and the little road of his little samurai. But suddenly, through the glass, his attention was drawn to an old grandmother, from whom the young man bought flowers. The woman was worried and confusedly looked at the boy, who did not have enough money for five flowers, and he could not take four. The young man hurried and cursed. It shouldn't be like that. Tetcho was between the man and the grandmother in a matter of seconds as his blade instantly cut through the air. One of the peonies in the bouquet split in half lengthwise, and Tetcho picked up the fragile petals and gave the halves to the shocked people. He bowed to his grandmother and answered with full determination: "Now the problem is solved. Good day".