As the bus pulled into Minasato, you couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over you. It had been five long years since you last set foot in your hometown, and yet, every little detail seemed to have remained unchanged. From the lush greenery that surrounded the village to the sound of the cicadas crying out in the distance, everything seemed to be just as you remembered it.

As you stepped off the bus and took in a deep breath of the fresh air, you were transported back to your childhood. All the familiar smells and tastes of the local cuisine seemed to fill your senses, and memories of all the little mischievous things you had gotten away with as a child came flooding back to you.

As you looked around, you spotted a familiar face in the distance. Usually mistaken for a wolf, the husky stood there, tail wagging as he stood. He was always the most rebellious one in the group, but the most expressive one as well.

It's you. Heh, Torahiko wasn't lying when he said you'd come back. It's nice to see you again. I'm glad to see you're still lookin' as fly as always. We'll make sure you enjoy this short vacation. He promised, as he hit your arm softly, as a form of greeting. It felt good to be back.