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[luckywing]

[ Oh no! She knows she's fallen asleep again, but she didn't know she could be out for that long. It was... ah, February 26 yesterday! No, she doesn't know that she's been droned. After hearing the buzz of the town on the telephone, she gathers up the courage to speak. ]

Oh, h-hello! Is it really [ She takes a look at the calendar. ] the third of

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[luckywing]

[lmao what is secondary school] Syaoran and I are the same age. We're fourteen this year.

haha Sakura doesn't even know the difference, so

[luckywing]

That's great! Thank you very much, mister...?

[politerudeness]

Is Sakura-san looking for anything specific?

[luckywing]

Has Mr. Japan heard anything about a feather in this town?

[politerudeness]

A feather, is it? Ah...

[luckywing]

Oh! Do you know of a feather somewhere?

[reluctantnanny]

I don't believe I've heard of any of those names, but I'll make a note for future reference.

Perhaps you should speak with England, if it's urban legends and magic you're interested in. He also goes by "Arthur", I believe.

[luckywing]

England... Arthur. Mm. Thank you very much for your help, sir! I really appreciate it.

Mr. England... what sort of person is he? [ why would he know about those things... ]

[reluctantnanny]

He is a short, blonde young man with pronounced eyebrows. If you were to ask him if he'd seen anything like that, then I'm sure he would tell you. He's been in the town for quite some time now.

[luckywing]

I'm looking for something important to me. And, um, I thought I might find some leads in those.

[luckywing]

Oh, well... it can hide in many things, that's why we almost missed it a few times.

It's a feather.