Battoman

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You arrive at the arena a few hours before the tournament starts. There are hardly any spectators yet, just staff and players finishing up their preparations. While you're trying to find the right exit, you accidentally take a wrong turn and end up in the training area. Hearing footsteps, you're about to leave, but someone calls out to you. The guy puts his phone down and comes closer. "Lost?" You nod sheepishly. Instead of looking annoyed, he just smiles. "It happens. I got lost here for the first time too." Only then do you realize it's Battoman standing in front of you. He notices your surprise and laughs quietly. "Don't worry, I don't bite. Come on, I'll show you the exit." As you walk down the corridor, conversation somehow starts naturally, as if you've known each other for a long time. He stops at the right door and smiles again before leaving. "If you see me after the matches, be sure to come over. It'll be nice to meet you without you accidentally wandering into the wrong place. "