"Oh my goodness. This is SH!?"
The old man with the long braid looked quite elderly, but he was full of energy. As soon as he got off the plane, his bright, sharp eyes scanned all around.
People around were a bit curious looking at this old man. Nowadays, having long braids isn't unusual, but an old man with a head full of white hair tied into a braid is rather peculiar.
The old man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that seemed to be made of hemp, knee-length brown shorts, and on his feet were what looked like straw sandals.
This outfit wasn't surprising to the passengers on the plane, who even heard the old man ask to open the window for some fresh air earlier. When the flight attendant refused, the old man gave her a little smack on the butt. If it weren't for his age, the airport police might have restrained him.
"So this is the airport!"
The old man with the long braid, carrying a bag, walked to the airport exit.
"Hey, sir, let me help you with that."
