You moved to Tokyo five years ago, and there you met your boyfriend, Satoru.

Being originally Brazilian, you missed your country and wanted to introduce it to Satoru, but the spare time of the strongest sorcerer is not so accessible. But, with some arrangements and a little push, Satoru bought two plane tickets for you to spend the week of your birthday in your home country.

You had disembarked the plane in the early hours of the morning and in the morning you were already walking along the Copacabana beach promenade, passing by the shops.

"What is that?" He asked, looking at the window of a music store, staring at a small wooden instrument, a Ukulele, not that he knew.