Ghost Hunter's
The B11 Ghost

The whole situation is so fucked up. For now, it is best not to get involved with Bou-san and Miko-san. Or maybe I shouldn't have anything to do with this bad guy. Later then.. "That's right. Naru-chan, what should I do today?" Naru-chan looked at me, a little surprised behind her eyes. "What did you just say?" "What's wrong?" "You just called me 'Naru-chan'." Ah, I'm coming now. That's a slip of the tongue. "I'm sorry, I said it wrong." "Where did you hear that?" "Huh? Is that your nickname?" Naru-chan is wearing an indescribable expression. "It seems like everyone thinks the same way as me, the narcissistic Naru-chan." Hee hee hee's. It was a good comeback. "Huh?" "Forget it, forget it ... Is there anything I want to do?" "That's true ... Back then, when I called out to him, he didn't have the reaction I expected; it didn't seem like he would give me an intelligent answer ..." I look at myself. "Senior mom ..." "Ah, you called me by my name—" "... Didn't you do the same to me?" "But-" "Which bathroom does senior Mai see her reflection in?" "He's not my senior. He ... senior friend Michiru" I complained, where I was given a stern look by Naru. "Everyone, regardless of who the senior is. In what class?" "There's on the second floor in the far west wing. Practical classroom rooms eliminate all. "understand. Go install the equipment there. It would be best if paranormal activity was discovered there." Naru-chan said as she got up and jumped off the van. When he started walking towards the old school building, a shadow started coming here. Ah ... Now what is it ... When I think about the culprit like that ... Prince.i.p.al is advancing towards us. Usually the principle.i.p.al was cunning like a tanuki, whereas the head instructor was like a fox. This is true in our case, because the.i.p.al principle really looks like a tanuki. Since the.i.p.al principle came here, does that mean he has any business with us? An indistinct figure walked beside him. "Wait a minute, who is that person by the.i.p.al principle?" Miko-san whispers. "It is impossible ... Is this another psychic ..." When I saw that shadow, my stomach started to feel bad. I'm really gone if another bad guy comes along. The prince spoke kindly with others. He's short. Is he a student ... He looks young. Also ... Oh? Blonde hair. What, it's not a stranger! When princip.i.p.al notices us, he erases his tanuki-like smile. "Ah, everyone's together." That's a nice sound. He quickly stepped here.

"This is another guest. Let me introduce you." ... What, so it's another psychic ... Usually strangers look old, but ... I looked at the stranger again. He may be twelve or thirteen years old. I don't know if this guy is a boy or a girl. He stands for stranger. He is practically as tall as me. He must be a kid. The prince smiled warmly. "This is John Brown-san. Please greet him, everyone." ... He's not a transfer student. You sure can't make the right introduction. Speaking of names, John is a boy name. So this guy is "him". Ah— She's cute. Brown bowed deeply. "How are you?" …………? A ... Just now, is that English? My English sucks. I can't understand at all— Miko-san, Bou-san, and even Naru-chan became startled. "I'm Brown. It's good to see you all. ... Str -... Bizarrely. It sounds like j.a.panese .. but it's a dialect ... The prince forced a smile on his inescapable expression. "Nm ... Brown-san studied j.a.panese in the Kansai area ..." Monk-san laughed out loud, followed by Miko-san. You shouldn't laugh. He's a stranger. To be able to say this is still amazing ... Haha. Brown looked a bit confused. His confused appearance, his blond hair, his blue eyes, and the fact that he was a stranger made him even more ridiculous. Deeply sorry. Ahaha. The prince looked at us confusedly, then said: "W-Well then, I'll just let it go" before fleeing. Brown turned towards the figure of the prince.i.p.al, then said: "Thank you." When he said it like that, we all laughed again. Instead of laughing, Naru-chan puts a stiff expression on her face. "Brown-san, where are you from?" "I'm leaving Australia." ...Waw. The way he talks is really funny. Sorry, I can't stop laughing— Brown looked at us in confusion. "Is my Jabanese really that weird?" Naru-chan smiled wryly. "It's so weird." Brown took a deep breath. "The familiar is very difficult!"

"Hey, Son!"

Naru-chan turned around, a little cold behind her eyes. "... What about you two? Did you come here to cast out spirits? Or did you come here to play?" Embarra.s.sed, Miko-san immediately turned around. "That's why I said I hate kids. Well, it must be an earth spirit, because it seemed like it was showing off a lot," he deliberately shouted loudly, then left. Monk-san followed, his hands crossed in front of his chest. "Now what are you going to do?" Naru-chan asked, facing Brown. Brown looked timid. "... Do you want me to help you?" "I don't care." "Nm ... I, I really don't know what to do in this situation. Would it be okay if I stayed here and helped as much as possible?" "It's okay. Just do what you want," replied Naru-chan calmly, her eyes still glued to her computer. After nearly ten television sets were stacked on top of each shelf, the TV screen changed. Now they showed me the view of the corridor. Digital numbers and letters are lit up constantly on the screen. The view of the first and second floors can be seen from the TV placed in the entrance hall. All screens are immersed in blue and green spots. "What's this?" Naru-chan looked at me impatiently. Will it kill you to answer me? Brown-san replied, "It's Thermography ... It shows the temperature." "Oh—" Hey, she's pretty despite being paranormal. (I've started to think that all psychics have terrible personalities—) Brown-san points to the screen. "Orange indicates hot temperatures; on the other hand, blue indicates cold temperatures." Ah— Colored spots, so weird. "Thank you, Brown-san. Very kind of you," I said in an expected tone that would denounce Naru-chan. Brown-san. "It's nothing ... That's right, I didn't ask you what your name is. You are Shibuya-san. Hold?" "Yes, quite a lot. I'm Taniyama Mai." "You can call me John." ... That's it .. Weird j.a.panese again— Turn around, I saw Monk-san in the middle of the TV screen. While inspecting his surroundings, Monk-san walked into the depths of the passageway. Miko-san is on the other screen. And on another screen ... I could see a dim room in the entrance room. Inside, the shoe cabinet casts away shadows. And in the middle of the shoe cabinet is a ghost. "Naru-chan!" I screamed, pointing at the TV screen in the entrance hall.

Right in front of the shoe cabinet was a doll-like girl wearing a pink sakura kimono, trying to see what was on top of the shoe rack. He looked like a living human, with his jet-black hair. She's my age too. The girl looked the other way, then turned around and left. He's no longer on screen. "A -... What was that, just now?" Not acknowledging my question, Naru-chan got up and headed for the door. His expression did not change at all. Door opens. The doll-like girl stood in the middle of the darkness, "......!" I'm yelling. John gently patted me on the shoulder. "It's okay, Mai-san. He's not a ghost." Huh huh? Naru-chan forced a smile on .. "Prince.i.p.al really wants us to get the job done quickly because he's as far as inviting you ..." His expression has not changed. "Do you two know each other?" I asked. "No. I only recognized her face because she was so popular," replied Naru-chan. "Who is he?" Although I clearly asked Naru-chan, the girl opened her cherry-like mouth and answered me. "If you talk about me, then I'll introduce myself. I'm Hara Masako." "Who?" I don't know ... Naru-chan sighed. "He is a very famous paranormal medium. He's great at summoning spirits, probably the best at j.a.pan." "Call for spirits?" "Don't know, right?" "I'm talking to you" This time John answered my question again. "It's like calling spirits out and letting them have your body and talk." "Huh? Oh, like the one on TV, right? Like when a psychic talks in place of a ghost, right?" "Yes." Yeah." Naru-chan looked at the spirit medium. "What is your evaluation of this building, Hara-san?" Psychic medium c.o.c.banging his head. "I'm not sure ... You who? You don't seem paranormal ..." "I'm a ghost hunter, Shibuya." ... What was that, Naru-chan. Are you just looking for a pretty face? You do not speak to us with such *att.i.tude. The psychic medium looked at Naru-chan with a surprised expression. "Have we met before?" Oh Old pickup phrases. "I think this is the first time we've met." "...Very...?" he said, turning around to face the pile of equipment "... I don't think there's a ghost here. Although the princes were panicking, there was nothing here. I also do not feel the presence of the spirit."