It Didn't Satisfy Me at All

A copy of the VC-25 aircraft just landed at the Vladivostok International Airport. A Beast was waiting down below with Imperial Guards adorned in their usual military jacket with ceremonial swords pointing 45 degrees upward. 

Alexander walked along the red carpet as the snowflakes fell onto his head and his long black trench coat. He breathed between his hands as the cold wind nipped at him. He rubbed his hand adorned with white gloves as he tried to produce heat on it through friction.

Once he felt that it was getting warmer, Alexander placed both hands on his face. The weather couldn't be nicer than in St. Petersburg. Well, once he arrived at the Golden Horn Restaurant, he would ask for a cup of hot chocolate drink and wait for the perfect moment to meet the Prime Minister of the Yamato Empire and give him a lesson.