Body Training

A certain bus stops at a certain bus stop.

A middle-aged couple stand up together from their seats, being the only ones among the passengers to alight at the stop.

"Hm? That's odd." The husband furrows his brows as he takes his duffel bag from the overhead storage.

"Something wrong?" The wife asks.

"Huh? Where'd it go?" The husband shoves aside the other things in the overhead, looking for something.

"What are you talking about?" The wife asks.

"It's nothing. There was this wooden statue of a cat that was in the way when I stuffed our bags here. It disappeared." The husband explains.

"Well, it's not ours. Why bother looking for it?" The wife scoffs.

"Hurry. Let's get off." And she urges her man to hand her her carryon.

"Yeah, yeah. Sorry. Here you go." Soon, the couple are off the bus.

"Whoah. It's been a while, and nothing's changed." The man says as he looks around Hinohara Village's center.