The last time we went to Japan to travel, we met a classmate of our high school at Narita airport transfer. We had not met almost a dozen years since we graduated from high school. Although we all had great changes, I recognized it at one glance, and I didn’t think that the family had forgotten me, or it would be embarrassing. That’s right. We were on the plane at Narita Airport Transfer and they were leaving so they were leaving so in Narita airport transfer, although it was two directions to do good things, but we could meet in the vast sea of people. We looked at it for a long time, so we had a meal together at the airport, and introduced our family members to each other.