
Crowds of people moved about the vast airport’s building, a majority of them exiting as others entered. And amongst the flow of busy chatter and towed cargo, a certain individual stepped out of the building’s large entrance – luggage in hand – and lifted his gaze up. The blue skies overhead were a nice sight to behold from up in the clouds, but even from safe grounds it was a clear view. Seeing it from this standpoint, back on land, it also gave him a sense of relief. The tiredness he felt prior to arriving just seemed to vanish, as if a burden had lifted itself.
A small sigh escaped his lips. Directing his gaze towards the bustling road ahead, he walked on, heading for a certain car that caught his eye. He could see a familiar face – a close blood relative – waving back at him as they approached.
And despite himself, the faintest of smiles tugged at the corners of his mouth.
Finally, he was back, safe and sound… in Japan.