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Chapter 1 - School 1

The next day was Sunday. It was a fine, autumn day, with the wind blowing gently and a clear sky hanging above. The heat wasn't as intense as it normally was.

I looked outside the window beside my desk. There were three papers spread out on my desk. Yesterday, we got three requests, and I think another one is coming. They're all piling up. One was a request to exorcise a ghost, another to exorcise a fox spirit, and then one about a poltergeist.

"Why is all this happening?"

I casted a doubtful look onto the papers and noted the name, "Yuasa High School." Yuasa High School is an all girls private high school near Tokyo. One of my junior high friends went there, so I knew about it. It's supposed to be a strict school. It wasn't the best academic girls school around, as it was quite lenient with grades.

Yesterday, we got three requests from students in that school.

...What's happening there.

It's not just one problem either.

 

 

"Naru-chan."

I could hear the sound of the door opening, followed by a rough voice.

That voice...came from a former monk. That guy is always using the office as a coffee shop.

"Yo! Mai-chan, how are you feeling?"

Bou-san (Takigawa Houshou, 25 years old, a former monk) waved at me, a bright smile on his face.

I responded angrily, saying yes, everything's fine.

I looked at him when he entered. Black hat, black sunglasses, black everything. Except for the hot pink t-shirt he was wearing beneath his coat.

Bou-san, did you forget that you're supposed to be a monk?

"Give me some ice coffee," he commanded as he slumped onto the couch. "Please, the vending machine's too far away."

"If you're that tired, then you should be panting right now."

"Don't be so mean. I had a lot of work today."

Bou-san also mentioned a paranormal case that he was asked to investigate— To put it simply, he wanted to talk about it with us.

"It's work-related? Really?"

My voice was full of uncertainty as I spoke.

"It's true, it's true. That's why I want ice coffee."

Okay, okay. I guess I have no choice—

I went to the kitchen and poured the ice coffee into a glass cup. Ice coffee is Bou-san's favorite (and he'd take ice coffee even on a cold day). I continued to prepare it for him.

"Even so, what's up with the getup?" I asked him.

I eyed Bou-san's lavish outfit suspiciously from top to bottom.

"Ah—Today I had a concert."

"A concert!"

Oh, so you're not just a monk? I see. But this isn't useful for an exorcist.

"A concert, you know. This isn't just a fancy getup."

"Oh."

Bou-san took his jacket and hat off and flung them away. (Hey, you.)

"I was in a baku apu bando."

A what?

I'm drawing a blank.

"Back" meaning..."back." And "band" meaning...um, a "music band"? ...Then that must mean...

"Whaaaaaaaat!!"

A back-up band!

"Things at work suddenly got busy—some idol who couldn't sing called us in."

"Um, hello?" I said loudly.

"What?"

"What does a...backup-band do?"

"What...*sigh*. Should I have just exercised instead of coming here?"

No, well, but then.

"So you play an instrument?"

"That's right."

"...Got it. A percussion instrument like a mokygyo (wooden fish instrument)?" I asked.

"Um, well."

"Ah, or a bamboo flute?"

Bou-san pointed to a big, black case on the floor.

"I'm a bass player."

Huh! What?!

"Um...and you're sure it's not a shamisen (asian guitar)?"

"You...when were you born anyway? It's just, you know, a bass guitar! Come on, girl."

"Okay."

"I don't think I've said this before, and even if I do it doesn't really matter, but I'm a professional bassist, get it? I know I might not look it."

"I'm a musician with my own studio. I have my own band, but the lead singer isn't very good. Anyway, I'm here because I want some advice from Naru-chan."

Bou-san, are you done now? You don't need to get all in my face about it.

"Why are you doing that! How come you're performing in concerts—!!"

I couldn't help but yell out. *huff huff*

"I have the freedom to do so."

"Didn't you live in Mt. Kouya?"

"I did. I lived in a temple. My parents wanted me to be a monk, but I wasn't allowed to listen to the music I liked in the mountain. I couldn't listen to any of the CDs. And well, that's why I decided to leave. Get it?"

"...I get it... But—"

Bou-san waved my question away.

"There are so many demands in this industry. Curses, ghosts, and everything else. Before, people would ask me to pray for them if anything bad happened, so now, being a monk is like a hobby for me. Do you have any other questions?"

"...No."

Wow, I'm still shocked.

"There's no prejudice in this profession. Monks lock their doors, listen to others, and even go disco dancing. One of my friends, who's also a monk, is a practicing gynecologist as well. It's just something you'd take to your grave."

After a pause, Bou-san continued, "...So, there's something I want to share with you."

"Huh?"

While Bou-san was talking, Naru came out into the main room.

"...You two are obnoxiously loud..."

I felt like frowning at the monk. Man, he's not fun. This monk is an exorcist. He's the enemy of normal people. If Naru's in his office, drinking tea leisurely, Bou-san will make me, the employee, engage in small talk with him and therefore not concentrate on my actual job.

But, Bou-san is just that kind of person. He doesn't care at all. For him, it's just water off a duck's back.

"Yo."

What kind of greeting is that. He raised his hand, then waved.

"Today we were talking about work."

"No kidding."

Naru looked pale as usual.

"I mean it. It sounds like a complicated case, so I thought I'd borrow your knowledge."

Naru took a seat beside Bou-san, and I placed the tea in front of them.

"A complicated case?"

"Yes. —Mai-chan, come here for a sec."

Heh, heh.

2

"Actually—this a request from a fan of my band. She's a high school student from Tokyo..."

"Band?"

Bou-san repeated what he told me to Naru. After he heard the news, Naru looked surprised too, though his reaction wasn't stupid like mines. After saying that, Bou-san continued his announcement like a TV newsman.

"It's a request from one of my fans, Taka. She's a high school student, and there're some weird things happening at her school. I have a bad feeling about it."

Naru was silent and attentive.

"That girl said that there's a desk in her room that's cursed. In the past three months, the people who've sat in that desk all had accidents."

"...This sounds cliche," Naru remarked.

"You can't say that. This situation is different, because four people had the exact same accident."

"...Didn't Japan have the highest amount of accidents in history this year?"

"I thought you'd say that. But unfortunately, that's not the case. This isn't a simple traffic accident. All four of them were dragged by a train. Their arms got caught in the door. And this happened to all four of them. In the past nine months, the seating arrangment changed three times, and four different students have sat there. One person was injured slightly, but the other three sustained large injuries. Well, fortunately no one died. Don't you think this is strange?"

Naru's hard gaze showed that he was deep in thought.

"And that's not all. One of the girl's teacher used an art prep room, but then a ghost showed up and the teacher was sent to the hospital. He's still vomiting blood, but no one knows why."

My voice felt stuck in my throat.

"That's strange," I choked out.

"You think so? There seems to be a lot of strange incidents happening at that school. It's not just a simple ghost story. There seems to be other accidents and illnesses going on in ther school. That girl also said..."

Strange incidents...

Suddenly I remembered the piece of folded paper in my breast pocket.

"Hey, Bou-san. Is the school 'Yuasa High School'...?"

Bou-san looked surprised.

"What...? It is Yuasa High School. How did you know?"

Ehhh?!

I hastily pulled out that paper from my pocket and showed it to Naru and Bou-san.

"Yesterday we had three requests! All from Yuasa High School!"

Bou-san snatched the piece of paper.

"This request..."

"Naru rejected them, but I took their contact information in case you or John wanted to help."

"Was that fan of yours Itou Kiyomi?"

"Her friend saw someone do Kokkuri, and now she's possessed by a fox spirit. In the second request, Miura Satoko said a ghost touched her, and now she's having liver problems. And in the third request, a poltergeist showed up in a club meeting."

"...What do we do?" Bou-san groaned.

It's strange. For so many incidents to happen at one school. And in such a short time period too.

"It's not just a coincidence," Bou-san declared.

Naru didn't respond. He just quietly gazed ahead.

"Naru-chan, what should we do? Are you just going to ignore this?" Bou-san asked.

Naru appeared to be thinking.

"We should contact them."

That's the way to go!

Right when I was about to use the phone, the door opened. A guest is here.

"Um..." the guest muttered.

An old gentleman came into the room.

Since I was standing the closest to the door, the man handed a business card to me.

"Noboru Mikami, principal of private school: 'Yuasa High School'" read the card.

"There have been a number of strange incidents happening at my school, so I was wondering if I could request an investigation."

After hearing the principal, we couldn't help but exchange looks.

 

3

A private school, Yuasa High School.

Something is happening at that school. Something strange.

We went to Yuasa High School on Monday. Before proceeding with the investigation, we wanted to hear the staff's and students' accounts of the incidents. Naru and I went inside the school. Lin-san (real name unknown, age unknown, though presumably in the late 20's, Naru's assistant) went around and got some information already. —Wouldn't someone have seen one of those incidents in order to start the rumors?

Since Bou-san also received a request from this school, he went there as well. And so "Shibuya Psychic Reasearch" and Bou-san represented separate entities.

It was a typical school. It wasn't old, but it wasn't new either. It wasn't wide, but it wasn't narrow either. It seemed like there was an adjacent building that used to be part of the student union. But now it's old and rotting, so now they're in the middle of demolishing it.

When we arrived at the school, we saw the PE teacher teaching softball to the students.

The PE teacher saw the principal with us. Afterwards, Principal Mikami was waiting for us in the main office. Naru introduced me and Bou-san to the principal. Even though all he said was, "This is my assistant."

"I'm Gosokurou-sama. Nice to meet you."

Then the principal introduced us to a middle-aged teacher.

"This is our student advisor, Yoshino-kun. He helps the students. If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask."

Yoshino-sensei bowed lightly. His bad complexion made him appear nervous.

"Anyway, there have been a lot of accidents and illnesses lately," the teacher said, "one-fifth of our staff is on leave, and this has been a hindrance to our classes. The same thing is happening with the students... In any case, the strange rumors have spread not only to the students, but also to the teachers. Everyone seems to be losing it. —Well, it'll be better if you could hear the complaints from the affected people themselves. Since you've requested it, I have prepared a small conference room for you to use. You can use this room as your base. If you need anything else, feel free to ask me."

"I've informed the students and teachers about this and told them they could see you after school in this room. But I don't know how many people will come."

"Feel free to investigate the school however way you want. You can do whatever you believe to be convenient here. I give my best regards to you," the principal said.

Naru bowed slightly. "You can leave it to us, sir."

After we left the principal's office, Yoshino-sensei guided us through the school. Then he lead us to the room designated as our base.

"Here it is," the teacher announced.

Yoshino-sensei looked back at us. His eyes rested on the tallest figure, Bou-san.

"Are you the leader?"

We heard him say.

"No, no. The leader's over there."

Bou-san pointed at Naru.

Ah, Bou-san finally got him to understand.

Yoshino-sensei turned to look at Naru. Then an uneasy expression appeared on the teacher's face.

"Well...I also have something to talk to you about."

...It all happened in a flash.

Naru calmly looked at the teacher, then nodded.

"I'll listen. ...Did it happen here?"

I looked at the door. Above it was the nameplate, "Small Conference Room".

"...I see."

Yoshino-sensei opened the door. There was a big table inside, along with a white board and a small shelf. It looked unused. (Though that's what you'd expect from a conference room).

Naru carefully scanned the room.

Yoshino-sensei encouraged us to enter.

"Tell me the details," said Naru.

Yoshino-sensei looked back at us, the lines on his face reflecting his uneasiness.

"...Well, the thing I've wanted to talk about was..."

Naru nodded.

"We will protect our client's privacy. You don't need to hide anything from us. By all means, please tell us the details."

Yoshino-sensei nodded. His forehead was covered in sweat.

"Um... I hear knocking sounds at night."

"Does this happen in your house?"

"Yes, at first it was. It's a soft sound, but I woke up anyway even though I'm a heavy sleeper. It's a knocking sound on the windows and doors... And then when I checked it out..."

Yoshino-sensei became hesitant. Naru silently prompted him to continue.

"Nobody was there. I looked through the curtains and saw a hand knocking on the door. A thin, white, feminine hand. After I see it, the hand stops and the sound is gone. At first I thought I was just seeing things, but then the knocking goes on every night..."

"Is it just a knocking sound?" Naru asked as he took down notes.

"Yes, just a knocking sound. I was scared. There were times when I didn't want to go home, so I went out at night. But it's the same wherever I go. Whether it's in the bar, or at midnight, or just in the vicinity, I always hear that knocking sound. If I don't open the door or window, then it just keeps knocking until the morning. ...Recently I haven't been getting enough sleep."

No wonder. So that's why Yoshino-sensei has bags under his eyes.

Naru nodded.

"...That's what I thought. So does anyone else hear this sound?"

"Yes. My family hears it too, but they don't really care."

"I see." After muttering to himself, Naru turned around and faced Bou-san.

"Bou-san, make some mantras."

After saying that, he turned to face Yoshino-sensei.

"We will give you a cleansing tag to seal off the evil spirit. Never open the window or door at night. And please refrain from walking by yourself at night. The knocking sounds may continue, but don't worry. ...We will have to investigate more."

"...Okay."

Bou-san left the room to write the mantras. Afterwards, Yoshino-sensei took the charms and bowed. Then he left the room, his back turned against us.

"...That was sudden. What do we do now?" Bou-san asked.

Naru shrugged and looked at his watch.

"If we wait, class will end soon," Naru replied. "We can let the students come in and tell us about the incidents. It's almost the end of the day."

 

4

The first group who came to the conference room included Itou-san, the girl who came to SPR earlier. Her friend had been possessed by a fox spirit. She looked nervous.

Naru told the six girls who came to sit down as he prepared the tape-recorder.

"I want to confirm the incidents that occured here," he said.

As Naru spoke to Itou-san, all the others became nervous.

"As I recall, your friend has been possessed by a fox spirit. Is that right?"

"...Yes."

"Is she here today?"

"No, she has been staying home for a long time now. Her mother won't let her leave the house even though she seems to be healthy now."

Itou-san looked back at her friends for confirmation, and they nodded.

"Please tell me the situation again."

Itou-san repeated the story. The group of girls murmered agreements, and we were able to get a better grasp on the story than from what we heard in the SPR office.

One day that girl just suddenly did something really strange. Her unusual actions (jumping onto a desk, running around the classroom, and then crying and laughing aloud) became worse (bad-mouthing others, proclaiming prophesies, just a lot of things that didn't make sense). In the end, she jumped into the pool on a cold day, and then she swallowed sand, pebbles, and chalk.

"Did she hurt anyone?" Naru asked.

"No, she didn't."

"I see. —You said she was possessed by a fox spirit. Why do you think so?"

"That's because..."

Itou-san looked back at her friends. Somebody...

"That's because she said so herself," one of the girls said.

"Yeah," another girl agreed.

After we heard the details, that girl seemed to have said her friend was possessed by a fox spirit.

Naru lightly tapped his desk with his finger.

"Well, at the time we thought nothing of it. When someone's at that state, wouldn't you think she's sick? Wouldn't it be a good idea to take her to a neurologist?"

The group of girls started to whisper to each other. Eventually it was Itou-san who answered.

"It's because...she said, 'I am Oinari-san's servant, the white fox'. And she started acting strange after we played Kokkuri-san last month."

"Kokkuri-san... With paper and...what else? Glass? Goblets? Did you use any of those?"

"No, we used a pencil. We wrote five characters onto the paper with a pencil."

"...I see. It sounds quite simple. Did you have fun with it?"

"Yes." Keiko-san nodded.

"Nothing else was strange, but... Kokkuri-san didn't return, and we didn't make fun of him either. But, as we were leaving, she said something weird."

"She told us she felt like she was possessed. She complained that her shoulder felt heavy."

"That's right. She started acting strange the very next day."

"Yeah."

The girls started to talk amongst themselves again.

"...Okay. Where did you do Kokkuri-san?"

"In the classroom. First year, room three."

Naru looked up at the rough map of the school, which was on the board. He was clearly contemplating something.

"Please write down your friend's name and contact number. I will investigate this throughly."

 

5

After Itou-san left, the next group, which included Kugayama Minori-san, came in. A student who looked slightly younger than me, and a student who looked older than me, came in as well.

"Your request regards a...poltergeist in a classroom," Naru stated.

"Yes...erm, about that."

Kugayama-san nodded nervously.

In the track and field team, strange things happen in the dressing room. Lockers are toppled over, and equipment get scattered all over the floor.

"Then our equipment stopped working too."

"Did you not think that someone was trying to sabotage the team?"

"We thought so, at first."

"Of course, we thought someone was just up to mischief. We changed the key to the locker room. But there was nothing wrong with the key. One night, we even stayed by the locker room to catch the culprit, but no one came."

"I see. Yes, that is strange."

The other student nodded in agreement.

"But when we looked away for a moment, the shot puts, which were in boxes, were lined up perfectly beside each other on the floor."

"...I see."

Naru nodded slightly.

Well, that's definitely a poltergeist. I wonder if it rearranged those mechanical parts. I guess we'll find out.

"Are poltergeists behind all these things?"

"I don't know..."

Kugayama-san bowed her head. She seemed to have forgotten what he was about to say.

After Kugayama-san left, Satoko Miura's group came in next.

Although Bou-san and I began to feel this to be tedious, Naru persistently questioned the people who entered.

"So you are...Miura-san?"

"Yes."

Surrounded by friends, Miura-san had to stand on tip-toe to show us where she was.

"Please listen. It seems that someone got possessed."

"Yes...we'll see."

She started to act strange after she did Kimodameshi last month.

"There's a 'closed warehouse' in the gym. Several years ago, the caretaker of the warehouse died. Since then, there are rumors that strange things have been happening there."

The other girl picked off from where the previous girl had stopped.

"We did Kimodameshi after we finished our tests."

"Okay."

"We told hundreds of ghost stories there, and nothing strange ever happened. Except for this kid."

The girl pointed at Miura-san.

"I felt really bad."

"In the daytime, I'll see strange shadows. Since then, the strange figures will return the very next day."

"Please elaborate," Naru's said.

"Yes. Um, say I'm using the sink, okay? And then I see a figure. The mirror...reflects the wall, and even though it's odd, there will be a strange shadow on the wall. The weird part is there's also a rope on the wall, and it's in the shape of a noose."

The shadow seemed to be everywhere. It's always reflected on a nearby wall.

"Man, I have a bad feeling about this."

"That's it, then."

The next, plump girl opened her mouth.

"Didn't Ei-chan get hospitalized? I had a bad feeling about that."

After saying that, the girl spoke to Naru.

"Yeah, Ei-chan is hospitalized now. After we did Kimodameshi together, ghosts of children have been showing up at her desk. After a few days, Ei-chan had to go the hospital because there was a puncture in her stomach."

"You're kidding..." I murmered.

"It's true. She would suddenly feel frozen in the middle of class, and when she looked down, she'd feel something touching her stomach. So...when she bent down and looked into her desk, she'd see a hand stretching out, massaging her stomach."

We all screamed.

"She thought it was weird because the ghost would often massage her stomach, but then disappear soon after. She told me that when I visited her yesterday."

...Oh.

Tapping his finger on the table, Naru was thinking again. He crossed his arms, a hard expression on his face as he faced Bou-san. Naru looked like he was about to leave.

 

6

But then Miura-san's group returned. Sighing, we were tired out when the last group, including Takahashi Yuuko, came in.

One of the seats in her class is cursed. The last person who sat there was dragged by a train.

I was surprised that someone as cute as Takahashi-san was a fan of Bou-san's band. It didn't go with his slouchy style.

Takahashi-san faced me. Then Bou-san shook hands with her, a crooked smile plastered on his face.

"You really came—" she said in adoration.

"Seems like it."

Then Bou-san introduced us.

"That handsome guy over here is the president of "Shibuya Psychic Research", Shibuya. And the little girl over there is his assistant, Taniyama."

"Nice to meet you." Takahashi-san smiled mischieviously.

"Same here."

"I want to hear the entire story."

Bou-san turned around to look at Naru, who continued to speak.

"Is the person involved in that accident here today?"

I looked at the group of eight in front of us.

"She's here."

Takahashi-san indicated a girl in the back.

"I'm the second person to get in an accident, but..."

"I wanted to say the story back then, but," the girl hesitated for a moment.

"It happened when I tried to get off the train. Well, I was getting out of the train, right? As I was leaving the train, someone tugged my arm. It was really forceful. My arm got stuck in the door, and the train started moving, so I ran to keep up with it. There was nothing else I could do, right? Anyway, I fell and was dragged along the platform. This went on for five meters before the train stopped."

Her shoulder was dislocated, and her leg broke. She removed her cast last week.

"Did anyone see you get dragged by the train?"

"About that."

Everyone turned to look at the girl.

"There weren't many passengers on the train that day. No one was near the door when my arm got stuck."

Naru scribbled down some notes.

"What time was it?"

She reported the time the incident happened, as well as the situation of the other victims. After answering the questions, Naru went on:

"Do you know why these accidents happen to people who sit in that desk?"

The girls exchanged doubtful looks.

"We don't know...right?"

They whispered to each other.

"...I see. Thank you."

He shut his binder with a slam. Then Naru turned around to face Bou-san.

"I want to see the desk."

"Ah, well, I'll show it to you."

Takahashi-san's hand shot up into the air.

The girls brought us to Takahashi-san's classroom. It was classroom 2-5.

The classroom was on the second floor in the south wing of the school. The cursed desk was near the window.

"Over there."

After she said that, Naru walked over to the desk. As he touched the desk, his dark eyes narrowed.

"Is anyone sitting here now?"

Takahashi-san shook her head.

"Nope. The last person who sat there is in the hospital now."

"Was the desk ever moved?"

"No, it has always been over there."

Naru was contemplating.

After a while, he looked satisfied and left the desk.

"I heard that your teacher was behaving strangely."

Takahashi-san nodded again.

"That's right. He said he saw a ghost in class, so now he's not coming to school. He wasn't the type to believe in them either. But now he's in the hospital. They say that he still sees ghosts in his hospital room, and that he's suffering from Neurosis."

...Hmph.

"Okay... Thank you."

Naru placed his hand on his chin. This was an expression he often showed when he was thinking.

 


Two teachers were waiting in the meeting room when we returned. One teacher said he saw ghosts in the car mirror when he drove.. The other said that he felt like someone was following him even though no one was.

In addition, the two said they often heard eerie sounds.

...There're so many things going on here. What do we do?

7

Anyway, after we finished the inquiries, I was able to make tea for everyone.

Principal Mikami told us we could use his set of tea. And that's why I'm here right now, making tea, while Bou-san's being so rude as to fling himself onto a chair and prop his feet onto the table.

"That lax guy," I mumbled under my breath.

"Isn't this really bad?" I asked.

Bou-san nodded, a look of mischief on his face.

"Look at the sheer amount of incidents that occur here."

I looked at the notes that Naru took.

"...There's no way this is happening. Just thinking of exercising them all by myself makes me dizzy. Geez."

He let out an exaggerated sigh and then looked at Naru.

"Naru-chan, can you think of a one-time solution of exorcising all the evil spirits here?"

"Blow up the school and all the people involved," Naru murmered in an irritated tone.

"Oh, that does work. But then we'd have to make this school off-limits for a long time afterwards. Though that definitely is a way to solve this problem in one shot."

Hey you—

"Well, I guess. ...We'll have to divide the exorcisms up between everyone. But don't you think that this could all be a prank by someone?" Bou-san remarked as he faced Naru.

"Maybe so..."

"Huh?" I blurted out.

Bou-san frowned. "You. I thought you'd know. There's no doubt this will be difficult. Certainly, there're a large amount of incidents, but none of them are serious."

Naru looked doubtful.

"Don't you think that this is an abnormal amount?"

"...That, well..."

Naru's eyes, eyes darker than night, wandered the room.

"If none of the accidents are fabricated, then there must be a reason behind them," Naru stated.

...That's right. Footsteps and knocking doors, all of the incidents are strange. Furthermore, for all this to happen in one school is even more odd.

"I understand what you mean... But, what do we do? The client did request an investigation, so how about we first try to find the cause behind all this?"

After hearing Bou-san, Naru changed his facial expression several times. He seemed to have mixed feelings about the case.

"...I'm not so sure of the implications here. However, this doesn't look good. Reinforcements will be necessary."

Bou-san's tone was sarcastic as he spoke to an aggravated Naru:

"Are you calling Masako too?"

In an instant, Naru's expression became incomprehensible. It's the kind of face you'd make when you put something in your mouth, thinking it'll be sweet, yet it turns out to be sour. That kind of face.

"Why do you hate Masako?"

It seems like Naru doesn't like Hara Masako (16 yrs old, medium, beautiful person) much. He's strangely quiet when the subject changes to Masako, so it makes me wonder if she's using his weakness.

"Depending on the situation, it might be good to get advice, y'know?"

A huge grin spread across Bou-san's face.

"I can't see myself living a life off of other people's advice, can you?" Naru retorted.

Waved away with money.

Bou-san's expression was bitter.

"That was bad," Bou-san grumbled.

"Don't mention it," Naru added.

 

We finally finished the investigation for today. Tomorrow, we will meet up at the school and continue our work.

I wonder what conclusion we will arrive at. Us ghost hunters, that is. Naru and his assistant, Lin-san, Bou-san, the priestess Ayako (Matsuzaki Ayako, presumably 23 yrs old), the medium Masako, and the priest John (John Brown, 19 yrs old, Australian).


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