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[willofthewinds]

[Voice;]

[Accidental voice. She's currently in her shift for the Turnabout.]--down, everyone, we have everything under control. [Footsteps and people murmuring.] Whoever threw that chair must be under some kind of curse. Please stay put.

[She reaches for her communication device which she finds to be recording already.] Oh, you are very fast in

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[willofthewinds]

Yes, everyone is. The window says otherwise, though.

[willofthewinds]

I suppose that's true. How are you faring with your lessons, by the way, Euphie-san?

[willofthewinds]

Then, it will just be a matter of time before you join us!

[willofthewinds]

Are you implying that holds true every time? I'm sure no person here is solely cursed.

[willofthewinds]

Then, what is it? I'm certain people won't leave just because they know you.

[willofthewinds]

Like you said, they're just coincidences. They happen due to different reasons that I'm sure is not you.

[willofthewinds]

I don't feel like my time is up yet. Nor do I have any plans of leaving soon.

[willofthewinds]

In any case, if I can, I'll bring everyone home too.