Ken exited the shower, enjoying the cool air hit his body. He looked in the mirror, focusing on the face staring back at him.
He couldn't help but notice that he'd grown older, particularly after the kidnapping event that took place in Tokyo. Ken had turned 18 a couple of months ago yet he had still yet to develop any facial hair.
Not that he minded, since shaving every morning would be a pain in the rear. It reminded him of his pitiful existence in his previous life, monotonously going to the job he hated ever day, with no goals in life.
But now, things were different.
He grinned in the mirror, quickly fixing his hair and heading out of the bathroom.
"Morning Kenny." Chris said, already sitting at the dining table.
"Morning."
He looked at his father who was dressed in a white polo, sporting the Texas Shorthorns logo on the front. It had been almost a month since they'd arrived in Austin, and he could already tell his dad was enjoying it.
