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In the bustling airport, a figure walked out of the arrivals area with a single black suitcase trailing behind him. He was tall, standing at least 6'6 in height and wore a Detroit Ligers baseball cap atop his head.
On his chin was the signs of a rudimentary beard that was spotted with some black and gray. The figure rubbed his chin, moving his gaze left and right as if looking for someone.
"OH MY GOODNESS! Is that Ken Takagi!?"
Ken froze hearing the shout. The hundreds of people in the vicinity began to look around, as if trying to find him. He turned to where the voice had originated and saw a man in his 30's wearing a mischievous grin.
A sudden urge to throw his suitcase at the man assaulted him, but he was able to hold back his anger at the last moment. He quickly jogged forward before anyone was able to recognize him.
"You bastard, are you trying to make me miss my son's game?" Ken complained, forcefully nudging Steve on his way past.
