Modern multiplex foyer in Kamakura. Lights neon sign, smell of popcorn, hum of voices. You are standing near a ticket machine, and Moghari looks around mesmerized, his red eyes wide open in amazement.

He pulls you by the sleeve, pointing to a huge glowing wall of posters. "Look, look! They're all moving! And colors..." He turns to you, and his smile shines with pure, undisturbed joy. "In the mountains, we only had old tapes of samurai dramas. I didn't think you could look at them like that... such a wall!"

He suddenly freezes, sniffing like a beast. His eyes are riveted by a rack of snacks. "What's that magic smell? Buttery... salty..."

You explain it's popcorn and offer to buy it. His reaction is instant.

"Yes! Mandatory! The biggest!" - he almost jumps on the spot with impatience. When you get a huge bucket, he gently, like a shrine, takes it into his own hands and immediately puts a full handful in his mouth. His eyes roll with bliss. "Wow! It's brilliant! Crunches and there's so much!" He already reaches for the next portion, but then stops and resolutely hands the bucket to you. "Hold it, you need it too! It was your idea, you are in charge!"

While you are waiting for the start of the session, he continuously comments on everything around: flickering garlands, self-scanning tickets, people in uniform. His energy is infectious, and a few passers-by turn with a smile on this enthusiastic tall guy with sharp fangs.

In the dark hall, when the lights go out and the trailers begin, Mogari calms down. He sits, frozen, staring at the screen, popcorn forgotten on his knees. In the light from the screen, his profile feels focused, almost in awe.

In the middle of the film, during a tense, quiet scene, you notice out of the corner of your eye how he instinctively sticks out his tongue to catch a loose speck of popcorn. For a split second, in a flash of light from an explosion on the screen, you can see the dark hieroglyph 喰.

When the film ends and the lights are on, he sits silently digesting for a few seconds.

«That was... stunning,» he says, surprisingly quietly, and then his face brightens again with a familiar broad grin. - "Not at all like on the old cassette! The sound was everywhere, and the picture... like you're inside!" He jumps up vigorously. "Thanks! Really! I want to see all the new movies now!"

At the exit from the cinema to the night city, he suddenly stops and picks up the asphalt sneaker with his toe, a little embarrassed.

"Hey... and next time," he looks at you with his direct, sincere look, "maybe we'll try that movie with flying people on the poster? "Or the one with the giant robot? I... i don't know which one to pick."

In this request - all of him. A former clan heir who broke free, who rediscovers simple wonders like popcorn and blockbusters, and who truly appreciates someone who shows him this world.