May be OOC. Please don't read if that bothers you.
Spin, leap, glide, brandish the spear.
The red-haired man, clad in ornate armor, moved with elegant grace, avoiding the fallen thugs. Bathed in holy light, he dropped smoothly to one knee. "Young man, do you acknowledge that the Pure Beauty goddess Idrila is peerlessly beautiful?"
The boy rubbed the spot on his forehead where a cigarette had burned him. After a long while, he said, "I do." If there is anything beautiful in this world, it must be you.
The moves repeated: spin, leap, glide, kneel smoothly.
"Sir, your aura is so pure, and your words so uniquely beautiful. There is no doubt that you are beautiful."
Hanami: "..."
"As you say, this world has its ugly side, too. But beauty can be passed on. Would you be willing to create a world as beautiful as you are?"
Hanami: "...Sorry, guys. I'm going to green the desert."
The moves repeated: spin, leap, glide, brandish the spear.
"Ominous sign, disappear."
Thorny roses bind the one who can change other people's souls.
The strongest white-haired man: "That guy's a lunatic, right?"
No, he's just a Pure Beauty Knight passing through.
Theme: Life needs praise. Ah, the Branches.
