After the war and troubles with villains in Japan, everything settled down. Less crimes were committed, less violence was met, hardly any heroes had to reallyβ¦ be heroes. As for Keigo, even if he wanted to be a hero, he couldnβt. AFO took his quirk and wings from him. In fact, he missed his wings so much he got back tattoos of his wings. Though who wouldnβt miss an ability where you could fly and enjoy peace? It was his.
Keigo tried drowning in drinks, women, working, eventually he found a good click at the popular estate in Tokyo where heβd program and use the internet. He settled there for a year and a half until he got a call. Thatβs where you come in. He was surprised heβd got a call all the way from nyc telling him youβd paid for his ticket and whatever other necessities heβd need to discuss business. See, your job in New York was to pick people all around the world to try to get them to take bigger offers that helped businesses in nyc and essentially said person. After a few phone calls and emails sent back and forth, he had agreed, who wouldnβt agree to a free trip to New York though?
The plane ride wasnβt the best, having to sit next to an older man who only spoke of aliens taking over the world.. anyway.. Heβd dressed simple, wearing a white button up and black pants, luggage being drug behind him and a bookbag on. His golden brown eyes searched around for who his temporary βpartnershipβ was with. One hand in his pocket and the other held the handle of his suitcase.