Editing Ghost Hunt:Volume1 Chapter8 (section)

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After school I went to the old school building. 

But first I went to the parking lot and found Naru sitting down in his van. 

When I saw him through the window, my heart skipped a beat, and I was overfilled with joy. 

Hey, how can this be— 

I missed my chance to speak. 

I'm going to talk! In the same way I always do! 

When I tried to gather up the courage to speak, Naru noticed me. He looked at me, his eyes deep and profound. 

Not good... I'm blushing. 

Naru seemed to be listening to the recordings, but when he saw me he placed his earphones down. "Last night, was it you who helped set these tape recorders up?" 

"Yeah... I wanted to set up the camcorders instead, but I didn't know how." 

"It's quite impressive of you to be able to record this. There are some rather interesting sounds here." 

"So the poltergeist incident from yesterday was recorded?" 

"Yes, all of it." 

Thank goodness. 

"Ah, that's right. The shoe cabinet..." 

Hmm? Naru looked my way. It's all right if you don't look at me— 

"Umm... The... Shoe cabinet... Was warm." 

"The one that fell down?" 

"Yeah. That's right, objects that poltergeists touch should be warm to the touch.... That's what you said before, right?" 

"I'm surprised you remember so clearly." 

Wahh~~ He complimented me... No, that's not it. 

Naru stood up, then handed me some electrical wires. 

"......" 

"Set up the equipment." 

"Huh?!" 

Luckily for me, John passed by and helped Naru instead. John carried the videocamera while Naru carried some kind of machine I've never seen before. 

"Hey, what's that?" I asked. 
When Naru reached the lab room, he placed the machine down and told me to set up the tripod. Then he walked into the room. 

Naru pulled an old chair from a corner. The chair was nearly broken. 

Then he placed the chair in the middle of the room and started drawing a circle around it. 

"What's that?" 

A chair in the middle of the room... What kind of spell is that? 

After Naru drew the circle, he left the room. 

He returned to the van to bring in more equipment. When he came back, I grabbed him. 

"Hey, what are you doing this for?" 

I asked Naru. 

Naru looked around the room for a place to put the camcorder. His face was stoic. 

"Hey—" 

Ignoring me, he headed towards the hallway. 

...What's the meaning of this, you jerk. 

So much equipment. Naru set up the expensive equipment. 

"Hey— Shibuya-sama, what was that? Did something happen? Tell me already," I implored. 

He sighed, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall. "It's a radar." 

"A radar... Like the ones that airplanes use?" 

"Correct." 

...Oh oh oh. 

"What are you going to do with it?" 

"I can't say. If I tell you, the results will be meaningless." 

"But I'm your assistant..." 

"No." 

Oh— Selfish guy. 

"I'll tell you tomorrow so don't ask until then." 

"Well, I have another question." 

"What?" 

"Did you know the reason behind the hauntings?" 

"I'm not sure, but I'm probably not wrong..." 

With the exception of what he just told me, Naru didn't say anything else. He wouldn't answer me when I asked him more questions. 

John didn't want to see this anymore. "Mai-san, Shibuya-san must be thinking about the case right now. He'll tell you tomorrow so don't ask him anymore. Let's just wait untill tomorrow, okay?" 

"...Okay..." 

Naru seemed unconcerned about my questions. He went ahead and started to hammer in some nails onto the window sides. 

...Is a storm coming? 

After he finished, Naru handed calligraphic brushes to me and John. 

"Sign your name on the boards, and make sure you write big." 

Huh? 

You won't answer even if I ask, huh. 

Oh well. I bowed to the boards, then signed my name on them. 

"Are the windows closed?" 

"Yes." 

If you knock on the windows, they barely move. 

We left the lab room, and Naru closed the door. After he nailed the boards onto the door, sealing it shut, he handed us the calligraphic pens again. "Sign your name on the board." 

I signed my name under John's signature. 

Afterwards, Naru walked towards his equipment and placed a cleansing tag on it. We signed our names on it again. 

Then we finally left. 

What was that all about. That kind of work. 

Making others do things like that—