Editing Ghost Hunt:Volume 8 Chapter 11 (section)

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“Don’t pummel me so easily!”

“Cool off. I get it, so calm down a bit.”

What do you get? Grrr.

“I understand that you’re angry, but Naru-bou has his reasons, too. Don’t get so worked up.”

“Naru does as he pleases, so I’ll do as I please.”

I’ll send letters to every single editor in the media. Fortunately, there’s an occult boom nowadays. So, if the media chases after him, then it serves him right. Hohohohoho.

“The point is, you don’t want things to end with the uncertain remaining uncertain, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Once it becomes clear, then will you be satisfied?”

I looked blankly at Bou-san.

“If it becomes clear, of course. —But, do you think this blockhead will talk? ”

“I don’t know.”

Bou-san said, then looked at Naru.

“You, are you unwilling to crack?”

In response, Naru was expressionless.

“I don’t feel the necessity.”

Bou-san looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

“You’re a stubborn one. —Well then, I’d like to ask you some questions, but will you give me answers?”

“I don’t feel like holding a pointless question and answer session.”

Bou-san raised his eyebrows.

“Well then, do you feel like holding small talk?”

“It's a waste of time.”

With that parting shot, Naru stood up.

“Sometimes in life, futility is necessary.”

Saying so, a smiling Yasuhara-san leaned his back against the door of the entrance.

“Are you resorting to force?”

“Of course not. I just fancy this door.”

“Will you move away from there for a moment?”

“I don’t want to because I’ve fallen passionately in love with this door.”

Naru glanced towards Lin-san.

“I can pass through by force.”

“If you come through by force, it’ll be painful.”

That’s right. Yasuhara-san’s ribs are still broken.

“I think it’ll only aggravate your injury.”

“That would be a problem. My injury would worsen, then we’d end up calling an ambulance. If I do something like let slip that I was assaulted by Lin-san, a policeman will even come.”

“According to the situation, the aggressor is you.”

“That’s even more troublesome.”

Yasuhara-san said so and smiled with his honor student smile.

“Let’s try to proceed with the current situation peaceable. I would hate to damage a shining career and I’m sure Shibuya-san would also hate to be questioned by the police and have what he’s hiding become an open secret.”

Naru sighed.

“...I don’t think it’s something to get so worked up about like this.”

Bou-san smiled wryly.

“Well, that’s your own opinion. Still, humans can’t feel at ease if an uncertainty remains unresolved.”

Naru sighed again and looked back at Bou-san.

“Five minutes.”

“So stingy. I want thirty minutes.”

“Fifteen minutes.”

Bou-san smiled complacently.

“OK. Fifteen minutes, then.”