Okinawa – Naha Airport
The air felt different here.
Warmer.
Kyouko stood just outside the terminal, her suitcase beside her, purse tucked neatly under one arm.
"It's been so long…" she murmured quietly, eyes scanning the familiar curve of the street.
"Since I last came home."
She checked her phone.
Then, a car pulled up near the sidewalk.
Honk.
She looked up.
"Kyouko!!"
"Ah—Kenji!!"
She stepped forward as her little brother got out of the driver's seat, his hair slightly messy.
"You haven't changed at all!" she said with a laugh.
"That's my line, Nee-san!" Kenji grinned. "You still look like you're in your twenties. What are you eating in Tokyo, huh? Magic?"
Kyouko laughed softly, but then noticed someone in the front passenger seat,
a girl, about middle school age, with big eyes and straight-cut bangs, watching curiously.
"Eh? Kenji… is that your daughter?"
Kenji beamed with pride.
"Yup! That's Riko. Say hi to your aunt, Riko!"
"Hi…"
