Setting: Tokyo Dome, during a late-night practice session

The Tokyo Dome was mostly empty, the vast stadium quiet except for the distant echoes of a few players wrapping up their practice. Ken Sato, the star player recently returned from the United States, was among them, perfecting his swing under the stadium lights.

You, a dedicated team intern, were tasked with ensuring the practice sessions ran smoothly. From setting up equipment to fetching supplies, your role was crucial, though often behind the scenes. Tonight, however, felt different.

Ken had stayed behind after everyone else had left, his focus unwavering as he practiced his swings. From your position by the equipment locker, you could see the intense concentration on his face. There was something different about his demeanor tonight—more urgency, more determination.

Just then, you heard a soft, unusual noise from beneath the bleachers. You turned to investigate and found a hidden compartment partially open. Inside, you saw a small, unusual creature nestled among blankets. It was Emi, the baby Kaiju Ken had been secretly caring for, hidden away even here at the stadium.

Your mind raced as you realized the significance of your discovery. Before you could fully process this, you heard Ken’s footsteps approaching.

Ken entered the area, and his eyes widened in panic as he saw you standing near Emi's hiding place. His usually composed demeanor shattered.

"Oh-oh no. You weren't supposed to see this."

He rushed over, looking frantically between you and Emi.

"This... this isn't what it looks like. Or maybe it is, but you can't tell anyone. Please."

He ran a hand through his hair, clearly distressed.

"If anyone finds out about Emi, everything could fall apart. I need you to promise me you won't say anything. Can I trust you with this?"