Editing Ghost Hunt:Volume 7 Chapter 1 (section)

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On the second day, we left Noto.

After that we had to pass through the Japanese Archipelago to return to Tokyo. Annoying! I hate driving back; it was too painful.

There are 2 roads from Noto to Tokyo, the North Road and the South Road. When we came, we took the winding, mountainous South road, when we returned it was via the North road, which was from Hokubo to Matsumoto, passing north of Niigata. 

“Oh whatever!” Ayako grumbled continuously in the car. “That fellow who only cares about looks!”

Ayako’s displeasure had started when we set off.

Because Bou-san’s car is a normal car, it definitely could not seat (more than) 5 people. Although the company vehicle is a van, it was filled with equipment etc and could only seat 3 people. We had a total of 8 people, so theoretically there shouldn’t have been a problem.

If the company vehicle was to be driven by Lin-san, it was a matter of course that Naru would accompany him. Following that came the problem: who would take the last seat in the company vehicle?

At a time like this, Ayako thought she should have been given special treatment. But Masako had already sat on the seat. Just like that the 2 began quarrelling. 

The problem was solved very easily; in the end Masako ended up sitting there. That’s why Ayako's in such a foul mood now.

“Right, right, don’t be angry any more. Naru might not necessarily want to sit with a beauty in a car.”

“Oh, that's him alright. If there’s a pretty girl he’ll definitely pick her!”

Yes, yes.

“Isn’t it because Hara-san is the most petite?” John said.

“Right, right. It’s definitely because it’s still a little tight with 3 persons seated, that’s why he chose to go with the smaller Hara-san.”

Because it’d take a month for Yasuhara’s wound to heal, he took the passenger seat. John and I were seated on either side of Ayako.

“Ah la, do you mean to say that Masako is thinner than I am?” If your heights are different, your body shape would definitely be different too. Despite thinking like this, I held my tongue. Because everyone still couldn’t shut their mouths, the cramped car was continuously very noisy.

“There’s no such thing!”

“No? Then I see it’s Masako who has grasped Naru’s weakness, hence Naru’s continuous acceptance of Masako’s bullying.”

“Is it really like that? With that impossibly outstanding fellow?”

And I’ve never heard Naru say whether he had received help from Masako, neither has he said that he didn’t need her help or words to that effect.

“Forget it, don’t be so tense.”

“Shut up!”

Even if it’s you, it won’t do.

“ – Wait, are you dozing off  while you’re driving? How can you let that car in front overtake us?”

Ayako reproached Bou-san slightly hysterically.

“You fellow, didn’t you see the yellow line?” Bou-san complained.

“I’ve seen it, that’s the overtaking lane!”

Ayako on a rampage is unbeatable; only poison-tongued Naru can control her now. I glanced back slightly; I could feel the mini-van behind us giving off a hate filled glare.

“Then what do you want to do?”

When Bou-san just finished, Ayako stretched from the backseat to the front to madly sound the horn.

“You! Don’t you know this is very dangerous?”

“That’s too outrageous!”

“Ayako-san!”

Just like this a din started inside the car again.

Just like this, this type of reckless driving continued unceasingly for 6 hours; when we realized, we had already driven to some other place.