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Myojo June, 2006

I had been filming for three months and finally Bushi no Ichibun has finished. From the samurai who has been tricked by fate, I have now changed back to a curious youth. Now, what do I have in mind?

I had shaved off the very depressive beard totally, and the color of my hair has brightened. The film shooting ends and now it’s spring. Would my mood change?
“Eh, yes! This is the hair dye I bought from the supermarket. I dyed it myself.”
Totally like a youth. Even the lower level of the hair looks good. It’s a perfect creation.

“It’s dyed? (laughs) It’s been a year since I’ve been to a beauty salon. I only have it slightly managed during filming. Because I cut it myself!”

An energetic person like Kimura, he recently encounters something he hasn’t had the opportunity to experience…

“Talking about it, I feel a bit shy about it. I have never attended a wedding ceremony before. Even though in drama, I have appeared in scenes that took place in a church, every time I have been especially invited, I couldn’t attend because of work. This time, it’s the same thing. Even though last minute, I would still worry, “Could I make it?” In the end I did go!

Because the groom is a surf mate. All those who gathered were tanned like candy. I was the only white one. (laughs) The groom wore a white tuxedo and when he appeared, I had a “whoa, whoa!” type of feeling. Then I thought about his usual personality and when he appeared, everyone started, “fu fu fu” laughter. When the priest asked, “Are you willing….?” And he answered, “I do!” we all “fu fu fu…” (laughs). Still, it was a very touching scene!”

Thinking back, I would smile strangely. It was just like a scene from one of those youngster movies. “But the atmosphere was great!” his soft eyes spoke.

As though he suddenly remembered, he took from his car his guitar and suggested, “Let’s take a photo of this as though I look like a fool, shall we?” Guitar on his back, and in relaxed manner, he shouted towards the sky…Every day is young. Just like this day, every day would continue.

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