As time goes by, I can't help but find myself waking up at later and later times of the day. To be honest, it kinda bugs me. Oh and hey! Remember Miracle Mask+? (Downloadable JP-only version of Miracle Mask with new features) Well some of the new cutscenes included in that version were uploaded onto Youtube recently, check 'em out if you have the time!

Maict: After Unwound Future, yes.

Imagine Worlds: Layton's world is meant to be our world, but a world where some things can be twisted and unexplained. Think old-world London, however, within modern times. That is what Layton's world can be compared to.

Larkwings: I suggest you get a map.

Seventh Sunset: The over-the-top animations and theme once you find the suspect and begin cornering him is what does it for me. I'm pretty sure I said this earlier, but Miracle Mask's instruction manual specifically says that Luke is 11, at least at that point in time.

PatillianAdventures: I'm sure you'll find something eventually!

buslimpan: He's top notch in my book.

If you can, then by all means, please review! It really helps out on the story, y'know? Tells me how I'm doing, what to do , what not to, things of that nature. Thank you!

Spoilers?: No.

Location: The Aquarium of Marine-Life and the Dozens of Gift Shops Adjacent to Them, London.

Timeline: After Curious Village, before Unwound Future.

Track Listened to While Writing: The Professor's Trunk ~ Gardenfrom Professor Layton and the Azran Legacy.

Word Count: 580 words.


Tip NO. 055: Sharks

"Luke my boy, most species of sharks are actually quite harmless, provided you don't provoke them in some way or another."


"Wow, look at all the fish, Mr. Layton!" Flora presses her hands to the glass with a certain child-like awe. Apparently being stuck in a tower for what felt like eons did no favors in enriching the girl about the wonders of marine life.

So gives an excuse for Layton to spend the day with the two at the aquarium, but in reality he just wanted to kick back with the company of a few hundred aquatic fish in their artificial environment.

The marine tube the three are strolling through is almost like a window, a window that lets the viewer peer into the enchanting world of the ocean down below, and what often unseen portions of it that it has to behold.

"They're quite remarkable, aren't they? I happen to be fond of rays myself."

As if by sheer coincidence, a ray soars over Flora, who mistakes the flapping of his "wings" to be a waving gesture. Feeling complimented, she waves back to it.

On the other side of the tube, Luke stares into the oceanic abyss, his mind not particularly interested in species such as the clown fish or gold fish. Rather his own tastes lie in the mighty creature swimming aimlessly in the deep end of the habitat.

A great-white. Nicknamed 'Colonel Deathtooth' by aquarium staff, a shark infamous for attacking a boat and nearly devouring the men inside before being captured at the last minute. Fortunately, his behavior had since calmed down, and was now at a point where he could be allowed into public view.

Luke remembered reading about them in school, and was eager to see one up close. However, with the underwater behemoth so far away, this was an impossibility.

The boy turns around to see Layton and Flora interacting with a turtle family, "Professor!"

"Oh? What is it, my boy?"

"Is it true that you can stop a shark attack by punching its nose?"

Layton rubs his chin, "Well...I suppose it would hurt it, probably not enough to stop its onslaught...It would really have to depend on how well you can throw a punch underwater- Wait. What is this about then?"

"N-Nothing! I was just curious!"

Flora frowns, "Ooh...I don't think I can punch that hard, Mr. Layton..."

The professor offers her a re-assuring smile, "No worries, my dear. I don't think you'll be out in the open waters with one anytime soon."

She breathes a sigh of relief just as Luke returns to viewing the colonel.

He immediately suppresses what may be the biggest squeal in his life.

The colonel is staring right at him, mere inches before the glass, his eyes blank, his mouth somewhat open, with no readable expression whatsoever.

"O-Oh! U-Um, h-hi...?"

The colonel doesn't say anything.

Suddenly in deep fear of the underwater leviathan, the boy does the only thing he knows what to do in a situation like this.

He closes his eyes and taps the glass in front of his nose as quickly as possible, multiple times rapidly with all the strength his index finger can muster. After fifteen or so taps, he opens his eyes and looks at the results.

The colonel quickly retreats with what Luke assumes is its own fear.

The boy wipes his forehead of what little sweat is there, and runs to join the professor and Flora in turtle-watching.

Little did he know, a harpoon to the eye had permanently blinded the colonel prior to his capture.