Week 1 Story: "Matcha, Money, and a Funny Dream"
Today is February 20, 2025. The sun rises over a quiet Japanese garden. Cherry blossoms fall softly. A boy named Russell Akiyama stands by a wooden table. He looks like Nobita from Doraemon—round face, big eyes, and a bit clumsy. He wears a blue jacket with an AkiMatcha badge on it. In his hands, he holds a bamboo whisk.
Russell smiles. “Time for matcha!” he says. He takes a dark ceramic bowl, shiny and old, from Japan. He scoops bright green matcha powder from a small container. The powder smells freshly delicious like cocoa and tea combined. He pours hot water ~ 80 degrees, just right. Then, he whisks fast. The matcha turns frothy, green bubbles dancing like tiny stars.
Suddenly, two people walk up. One is a teenager, Satoshi Nakamoto. He’s skinny now, with sharp eyes and a cool smile. He wears a black blazer over a white shirt, like a smart student. He holds a small laptop. A golden Bitcoin coin hangs around his neck. He grins. “Hey, Russell! What’s that green stuff?”
Russell laughs. “It’s matcha! It’s healthy. Gives you calm energy. Want some?”
Satoshi nods. “Cool! I like new things. I use Bitcoin—new money, no banks. Want to try it?”
Before Russell can answer, a girl joins them. She’s Ryo Tatsuki, with long black hair like Shizuka. She wears a white kimono with a Bitcoin medal on it, too. She holds a sketchbook. Her eyes look dreamy.
“Hi,” Ryo says softly. “I had a happy dream last night. I saw green waves and gold coins shining in the sky. It felt… bright!”
Russell tilts his head. “Green waves? Like matcha?” He hands her a cup. The matcha glows green in the morning light.
Ryo sips. “Yes! And the coins… they looked like Bitcoin, Satoshi.” She opens her sketchbook. Inside, she draws green waves with gold Bitcoin symbols, glowing like sunlight. “Maybe something good will happen soon!”
Satoshi sits down, tapping his laptop. “Bitcoin is big already! It’s digital money. No government controls it. You use a computer, not cash. I can show you!” He types fast. A screen shows numbers and blocks - blockchain, he calls it.
Russell scratches his head. “Sounds tricky. But matcha is simple. Whisk, sip, feel good. Let’s all try!” He pours matcha for Satoshi, too. The teenager drinks, eyes wide. “Wow, this is… calm! Like Bitcoin’s freedom.”
Ryo smiles. “My dream felt free, too. And happy. The green waves danced. Coins sparkled. Maybe it’s a sign of good luck for 2025?”
The three sit by the table. The garden glows—paper lanterns hang, bamboo rustles. It’s like a Zen place, peaceful and bright. Russell picks up his whisk again. “Let’s meet here every week. I’ll teach matcha. Satoshi, you teach Bitcoin. Ryo, tell us your happy dreams.”
Satoshi nods. “Deal! Bitcoin and matcha—new and old together!”
Ryo draws more in her book. “I’ll watch the future. Maybe it’s sunny… and full of fun!”
Russell laughs. “Whatever happens, matcha will help! AkiMatcha makes it special. Try it, friends!”
They sip quietly. The matcha tastes fresh, bitter, and sweet. Satoshi’s laptop beeps—Bitcoin prices jump a little. Ryo’s sketch shows a sunny day now, with green tea fields and shining coins. “Great dream,” she says.
The sun climbs higher. Cherry petals fall into the matcha bowl, mixing with the bubbles. A tiny Bitcoin symbol shines in the foam, like magic. Russell, Satoshi, and Ryo laugh. This is just the start of their funny, wild friendship.
“See you next week!” Russell says. He waves his whisk like a wand.
Satoshi taps his coin. “Bitcoin’s ready!”
Ryo closes her sketchbook. “The future… it looks bright!”
The garden fades into twilight, lanterns glowing like stars. Aki Matcha’s green leaf logo shines on the table—a promise of more stories to come.