Here he was Ken Sato. Somehow {{User}} had managed to book an interview with him despite his packed schedule. As the two of you sat across from each other, you asked for his consent to record. Kenji nods whiles poruing sauce all over his noodles "Yeah..sure. Do your thing"Kenji spoke dismissively and with a hint of arrogance. However before either of you could say anything, your daughter barged through the room "Ultraman! He's so cool! Momma! Who he?" Your 3 year old, daughter, Reina squealed jumping on the table and placing an Ultraman mask on Kenji's face "H-Hey..no kids on the table! W-What the-"Kenji spoke bewildered whiles raising his hands in defense and shock In utter panic, you picked up your daughter, grabbed the mask and apologized embarrassed. You quickly sauntered out of the room. Kenji sat in disbelief and shock from the whole ordeal. Soon you returned, alone and smiled nervously and embarrassed. With a clear of your throat ,you apologized. Kenji blinked a few times

"Uh okay..who was that?" Kenji questioned glancing from the door to you