Captivated by a SongbirdHe'd sort of just ended up in the bar.
Going there definitely hadn't been something that he'd planned to do on his visit to Borginia, but Klavier's holidays tended to involve a lot of turning up at places he hadn't intended to go to. It made travelling more fun.
But this time in particular he was thanking any lucky stars up there that he'd wandered into this particular bar on this particular night.
Because she was singing.
The young pianist was very talented as well, especially for his age, and Klavier didn't neglect to note that, but this woman's singing was among the finest he'd ever heard. He listened, absorbing every note and clicking his fingers along to the beat almost without realising he was doing so.
He knew that he had to bring this voice back home with him, so that other people could hear how wonderful it was too. He just had to do a joint tour with her; that became set in his mind.
As the song came to a close he listened closely to the announcer, picking out the disjointed
Day TripIris lived very far away.
Well, maybe it wasn't that far away, but it was outside of the city, and to a young girl like Trucy that felt further away then anywhere else she'd ever been before.
Daddy had told her that Iris had done some bad things a long time ago and had to go to prison because of them. He also said that it wasn't really her fault, that it was another bad lady's fault, but Iris still felt responsible so that was why she moved far away to keep her distance from people. But he didn't say much more because daddy always became quiet when they talked about Iris.
But Trucy really liked Iris. She was sweet and kind and did nice things when she was around, like picking flowers or baking cakes with Trucy. So it was a shame that she couldn't be there all the time
After a while, through her independent nature, young Trucy decided that if Iris wasn't going to come visit them all the time that she would go to visit Iris. She knew that it was a really long way to Iris's house, b
Reviving the MagicThe hat is fine, stop adjusting it, said a firm voice in Trucy's head.
She stepped away from the mirror. Really she could never recall having cared so much about her appearance in life prior to this day. Why did it all have to suddenly attack now?
But perhaps fussing about how she looked had been the one thing distracting her from the butterflies in her stomach, because now she'd stopped thinking about it she suddenly felt the urge to throw up. Pull yourself together, girl!
Magicians just weren't that famous anymore. Nobody put them on TV, at least not on any channel they expected people to watch. So when some strange dandy-looking man had come to see her performance and asked if she wanted to appear on his TV show she had to say yes. For the good of all magicians she needed to show the world that magic was fun and still worth watching.
It wasn't until afterwards that she'd found out the guy in question was Fubuki Tenjoin, presenter of 'The Bucky Show'. Apparently it was very famous in
Puzzles and Tricks"It's been a while since we've visited Mr, Wright, 'asn't it, professah?" Luke said as they got out of the car.
"Yes, it has, my boy. But you see, Mr. Wright has been involved in an unfortunate string of circumstances recently that have kept him rather preoccupied. There hasn't been much of a window for us to see him before now," replied Layton.
Luke had read the newspapers, so he knew that this was a nice way of putting what had happened recently with Phoenix being disbarred from being an attorney over a forged evidence charge. Poor guy. For someone who loved his job as much as Phoenix did it must be really hard to take
"He could probably do with the company," Luke said, as they knocked on the door.
"To be quite frank, my boy, I don't think it's him you'll be keeping company today," said Layton.
Before Luke could ask anymore the door was pulled open and he found himself looking into the face of a brown-haired girl in a top hat, who appeared to be only a few years younger than he