Chapter 2
As the train made its way through the surroundings of Inaba, Souji couldn't wait to see his friends and what's left of his family. In what seemed like a matter of seconds the train was stopping at Inaba station.
Souji quickly got his bag and headed for the platform. There they were Dojima and Nanako, Souji hurried over to them expecting to receive a big welcome "Wow Souji you've gotten big, Last time I saw you, you were a baby," Dojima welcomed Souji, Souji was shocked he had visited no more than 4 years ago. "This is my daughter Nanako." Dojima continued.
Nanako looked up; her face still held its innocence but was wiser. "Hey… I'm sorry about your parents."
"Nanako I told you not to bring that up until later!" Nanako jumped in surprise as her dad scolded her "Come on we can talk later."
Souji and Nanako got in the car as Dojima drove them to the village "Hey I need to stop for some gas." Dojima stopped the car at the gas station at the central shopping district "Souji can watch you watch Nanako for a minute." Dojima asked
"Dad I'm not a little girl anymore I don't need looked after!" Nanako stormed away from the car and into the shop while her dad filled the car
"Hey Dojima who's this you've got with you" an attendant greeted him
"This is my nephew from the city, he's moving in with us for a while" Dojima informed the woman
"Well its nice to meet you, if you ever need a summer job give me a call" The attendant went back inside as Nanako was coming out of the shop in a hurry.
"Hey Dad I just heard on the radio that there is a sale on in at Junes Department Store can we go" Nanako asked with a whimpering lip
"Not today Nanako, I need to be in at work in an hour" Dojima said disappointingly.
"Souji will you come with me to Junes" Souji was surprised at how confident she had become in just four years "Please "she begged. Souji was about to say yes when she dragged him towards the store "Bye Dad" Nanako shouted with a cheery voice.
It was a short walk to Junes and even though he hadn't been in 4 years he knew the way like the back of his hand. As they walked through the doors the memory of finding the TV world and the many meetings they held at the food court.