Editing Ghost Hunt:Volume 5 Chapter 2 (section)

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This room, numbered 8, was an even stranger room.

In the very center of the large room was a small room about 2 tatamis large. Furthermore, the height of the floor was different only in that location. It was really troublesome.

I measured the temperature in the small room (numbered 8.5?)

“If this was a maze there would be something in this type of room.”

“Right. Something like a treasure chest or a small box.”

… what are they talking about?

Leaving Yasuhara and Bou-san who were talking apparently very happily about such leisurely topics behind, I went out. 3 people had gathered in a group in the larger room.

Aiyah. It was the friend of famous psychics, Minami-san.

Minami-san looked at me and smiled.

“Oyo oyo. The little miss has already started work.”

“Ah, yeah…”

Minami-san looked at the small blackboard I was carrying.

“You are measuring temperatures, right?”

He said that while nodding non-stop.

“That’s really good. The measurement of temperature is the basis of paranormal investigation. That Otaku head of yours, despite being so young, does know quite a bit.”

Minami-san, who was chattering non-stop, held an alcohol thermometer in his right hand.

“… thank you. Are you measuring the temperature too, Minami-san?”

I asked. Minami-san smiled contentedly.

“Yes. Our methods are passed on directly from Professor Davis. Eh, because it is a trade secrete I can’t mention it. But it is for the sake of the development of paranormal research, so if you wish to steal my teacher you are welcome to try. One is never too old to learn.”

“Ah…”

He’s such a glib man.

Minami-san smiled at me once more, while he gently shook the thermometer, and then placed it on the dust-covered furniture.

… That~~, the alcohol in an alcohol thermometer won’t go down no matter how hard you shake it.

A woman and a younger woman stood on both sides of Minami-san. Both of them had their eyes closed and held their palms together. The woman suddenly opened her eyes and spoke.

“Boss, I’ve felt something in the room diagonally opposite (?) this one.”

“Ah ah, have you?”

Minami-san grinned, picked up the thermometer and wrote the temperature on a note. Then he nodded to us.

“Anyway, let’s all work hard. Apparently there is a prize for the group that succeeds in exorcism.” 

“Ah…”

Waving his hand gently, Minami-san and the ladies left the room.

Eh~. What in the world is going on?

Although I understand very clearly that it is no good to suspect people without reason, I don’t know why, I can’t help feeling that Minami-san is behaving rather furtively…

I think that ghost-hunting is not a competition, although competitiveness is a strong part of the volunteers’ personality (true for us, at least). (tl/n: please proofread. Chinese raw didn’t make sense and I’m guessing this is what was meant.)

And firstly, is there a method to measure the temperature like that using an alcohol thermometer? It has to be set up vertical to the ground, and left for 10 minutes or a couple of minutes at least. When reading the thermometer, it must be at eye level, making sure the alcohol is level with its reflection in the mirror. – Although our boss is very young, he is not the least unclear about this type of thing.

Furthermore, we do not use that type of inaccurate alcohol thermometers. We use thermometers capable of measuring up to 2 decimal places. 

Is that really the teachings of that Professor Davis? Or does the professor have an undeservedly good reputation? I think that the type to be called a Professor is stricter and more rigorous than our boss; this might be the opposite of the reality. The experts are actually even more incredible, right?

I placed my on thermometer on the stand Minami-san had placed his thermometer and measured the temperature. I looked at my watch while counting the accurate countdown time. Put simply, the ‘countdown time’ is the time needed for the thermometer to measure the temperature accurately. 

Originally, because it was rather troublesome I estimated the time required; however I can’t help feeling now that I should do it properly. Compared to doing it haphazardly, doing it properly is indeed better. Eh eh.