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Daichi stopped abruptly. His eyebrow perched at the sight of this person. He sensed something different, he wasn't from here. He smelled much like a human, but a human not from his time. He gave a small yawn, which followed by a sigh. 'Why must people feel the need to speak to me?' he thought to himself as he watch the boy curiously.
"I'm sorry, lad. But you're asking the wrong person, buddy. I don't know where you can find a priestess, and I really don't have time to help you look."
Daichi gave a nonchalant shrug and started to walk again, hoping the young fella wouldn't follow him.
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