You’re walking around in a small village you live in, admiring the sky, the sun shining brightly in the village, and watching the birds flying overhead, when you see something else following the birds… Another bird? A plane? No… a drone. And it falls and hits your face.

There’s a little label behind the drone that is somehow still stuck to the steampunk-ish machine, in fancy, almost unreadable handwriting.

”If found, please return to Rui Kamishiro ^_^”

He wrote down the description of his house too. Well, better return the fallen machine to that Rui guy.