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Phoenix Wright pushes out of the courthouse as fast as he can. There is none of the usual fanfare, no teary-eyed celebration with a prosecution that may or may not hate him, no grateful ‘Thank you thank you THANK YOU!’s from his newly-freed client. A reporter shoves a microphone in his face and Phoenix stammers something about being too tired to speak right now. Outside, Mia tries to console him, but it isn’t long before she disappears, replaced with an eight year old that quickly gets shuffled off back to Kurain Village.
He walks past his usual bus stop. Too many people. It takes twenty minutes to find another that is both empty and will get him home, but by some miracle (of course he gets a miracle now), he manages.