Editing Ghost Hunt:Volume2 Chapter3 (section)

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"You idiots! We told you to watch Ayami-chan!" Bou-san shouted angrily. 

"Sorry, that was so embarrassing..." John admitted, bowing his head. 

When Bou-san got to Noriko-san's room, he found John and Ayako fast asleep on the bed like a pair of pigs. 

Ayako's voice was sharp. "It couldn't be helped. I just suddenly felt sleepy. When I realized what was happening, I was already asleep. It must be those ghosts' fault. There's no other explanation. I just suddenly felt sleepy... It couldn't be helped." 

Meanwhile Naru was examining the tape, his earphones already in place. 

"Bou-san, did you see that black figure?" 

"I did. It was a woman, not a child." 

"Maybe that living room has..." 

"A woman." 

"Let's not jump to conclusions. Now we know that something is there, and it's not the same kind of spirit as the one in Ayami-chan's room. The lowest temperature recorded was negative twenty degrees— If this were someone else's results, I would not believe them." 

"Then what is it?" 

"I'm not sure." Naru suddenly stopped the videotape. 

"What's wrong?" 

Naru rewinded the tape. 

"Did you notice something?" 

"Quiet. Listen." 

We turned toward the screen. Sounds of the cries of children came out of the speakers. 

Bou-san stood up. 

In the midst of the white fog, a sudden wail sounded. The voices overlapped so that they were unclear. But one thing was true: the children were in pain. 

It was saddening just to hear them. They sounded like they were suffering. 

In the video, Ayami-chan went into the center of the living room. 
The cries grew louder. 

The children are calling Ayami-chan. They're lonely, sad, and in pain, so they want Ayami-chan to play with them. 

"No one told me!" came a woman's voice. 

Then there was Bou-san's chanting. 

"...My daughter..." 

When Bou-san recited the chant, the children's omnipotent cries faded away. The chant had stopped their painful wailing. 

"That sound just now...!" Ayako cried out, crossing her arms. "The one in the living room is their boss! That woman, right?!" 

"Seems like it," Naru agreed. 

Ayako stood up, "Since things have gone this far, call Masako. We must find out that woman's identity." 

This time Naru didn't object. "So it has come down to this." 

Masako received Ayako's phone call and came here by sunset. 

John and I opened the door and welcomed her. 

Once we opened the door, the doll-like Masako just gaped at us. 

"...Masako, what's wrong?" 

Like the last case, she wore a kimono. Her shoulders shuddered. 

"Hara-san, do you feel uncomfortable..." 

Masako interrupted John's question. "What's wrong here?" 

"Huh?" 

"It's so strong... It's the first time I've seen a house this bad..." 

Huh? 

John and I lead the chalk-white girl into base. 

The moment we entered, Masako looked at Naru. 

...Hey, just give up already... 

"Hara-san?" Naru looked at her, his face stoic as usual even though it wasn't with the intention of making her leave. 

"It's so... Strong... I feel uncomfortable." 

Not particularly caring about the girl's discomfort, Ayako helped her get into a chair to sit down. 

"What did you see?" 

"I can feel the spirits of many children gathered here. They're all children. On my way here, I saw three children headed toward this house. This is like a congregation of ghost children." 

Naru asked Masako, "Can you call them out?" 

"There's no need to call them out. All of them are wailing so loudly that I want to plug my ears. What do you want to ask? No matter how much you ask, I'm sure I can help you." 

"Minnie... The first child who died here is Tachibana. Call her out." 

"If I try to call her down over here, I'll be possessed by a different spirit instead. So please wait a moment. She's called Tachibana, right?" Masako asked as she reached her hand out toward Naru. "Can you lead me to the hall?" 

Naru raised his eyebrow, but took Masako's hand. 

...Masako, you sly vixen! 

We left base and arrived at the hall. 

Masako held onto Naru's hand (sorry, I can't help but notice this) as she looked up at the ceiling. 

"Tachibana, are you there?" 

She said to the ceiling. 

"...Excuse me, but please quiet down." 

She spoke again, to the ceiling. 

But I didn't hear anything. 

Suddenly a gust of wind blew Masako's hair. 

"Please, listen to me. Will you please answer my questions? ...What did you say? Please speak louder..." 

Suddenly Masako's eyes became unfocused, her face expressionless. Her small mouth opened and closed. 

"...Really...so that's how it is? ...Yes, I know now... So that's what happened." 

She's talking to herself. It's kind of scary, almost as if she's possessed. 

"...Who... Is it? ...That can't be... It's not like that. You can't believe... Right... You can't." 

Suddenly a sound came from the floor. 

"......!" 

We all waited for the moment to come. 

What? The sun still didn't set?! 

The room began to sway while the rapping sounds started up again. The chandelier rocked along. Bang! Knocking sounds rapped through. Everything was noisy. 

"What, what is this!" Ayako shouted. 

John ran to the stairs. 

"John?!" 

John kept going up the stairs, then turned around. "I'm going to check on Ayami-chan!" 

The rapping sounds almost completely covered up John's reply. Knocking sounds on the walls and stomping sounds of the floor filled the air. 

The floor swayed, and the temperature dropped. 

Suddenly 

"Tomiko!" 

Shouted a voice in the distance. 

The sound came closer. 

...Masako?! 

Masako's face was pale. Her expression was hard to describe, but it was almost like a mask of hatred. Normally her face wouldn't be like that. 

And right in front of my eyes, she reached her hand out toward Naru. 

"Masako!" 

Her hands almost clutched Naru's neck, but then Naru grabbed her. "Bou-san! Stop her! She's been possessed!" 

Bou-san stuck his hands together and chanted, "On asanmo ginei un hatta!" 

After his recitation, Masako's body became limp. 

The rapping sounds stopped. 

Bou-san carried the unconscious girl.