CREAMARA BLAST
Step into a world where creamy, dreamy vanilla meets the gentle blush of raspberry-kissed sakura. It’s a flavor fusion pulled straight from a Tokyo daydream—like a stroll under blooming cherry blossoms with a soft-serve cone in hand and your favorite arcade glowing in the distance.
The vanilla is rich and buttery, like the velvet of an old-school milk bar sundae. But just when you think you've settled into that cozy creaminess, the raspberry swirls in like a pop idol on roller skates—sweet, floral, and a little bit flirty.
It’s delicate, it’s bold, it’s got that unmistakable retro charm with a candy-coated twist. Sweet like a love letter, fun like a Saturday morning cartoon, and smooth like a jazz record.
This isn’t just a flavor. It’s a mood. It’s a vibe. It’s raspberry sakura vanilla, and it’s got your name written in pink drizzle.
TRIAL OF COMPASSION
A traveler arrived at a small tea house,
its warmth spilling out into the mist.
An old man greeted him,
“Rest, traveler, for the trial begins here.”
A weary stranger entered,
face drawn, eyes empty with hunger.
The old man spoke,
“There is enough for one.
What will you choose?”
The traveler looked at the stranger,
then at the cup in his own hands.
Without a word,
he pushed it forward.
“The need is greater,” he said.
The old man nodded,
his gaze soft with approval.
A single Sukura blossom appeared,
gentle and fragrant in the traveler’s hand.
“You have passed the trial,”
the old man whispered.
“True strength lies not in what you keep,
but in what you are willing to give.”
