Editing Ghost Hunt:Volume1 Chapter7 (section)

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I wasn't sure whether I was lucky or unlucky, but apparently I was the only one who got injured. 

After the shoe cabinet fell on top of me, knocking me out, the others took me out. They shouted and shouted, but I just wouldn't come to. As for Miko-san, she said it was too late to help me. 

Don't assume I'm dead. That makes me so angry. Still, Miko-san cried for me when she realized I was no longer breathing, so I forgive her. 

Everyone gathered at the van. The night air was chilly. 

"What time... Is it?" I asked. 

"It's four AM. It'll be morning soon." 

...Meaning, I've slept for a long time. 

"What about Naru? Is he back?" 

"No." 

Well— That must've been a dream. 

...Why would I have this kind of dream? 

"Thank goodness Mai-san doesn't have any serious injuries," John said, his voice full of relief. 

"Sorry I worried you guys." 

"That was a strong poltergeist. It's the first time I encountered a serious situation like this." 

"What happened afterwards?" I asked. 

Bou-san crossed his arms. "Nothing happened after that. The exorcisms didn't seem to work." 

"Oh... What about Kuroda?" 

"She left a long time ago." 

"Really." 

Miko-san whispered, "Seems like this is a big problem. The exorcisms didn't work as planned..." 

"Heh, so you admit the exorcism failed?" I teased. 

Hearing that, she angrily turned away. 

Hee hee hee. 

Miko-san jeered, making sure she was loud enough so we could hear. "As for Naru, who knows where he ran off to. Plus, his assistant is such a big burden. We can't rely on the exorcisms, and Bou-san can't do anything..." 

"And you?" Bou-san retorted. 

"...I don't have the strength to do anything either," she replied hesitatingly. "It's dangerous. Shouldn't we think about our safety first?" 

"True." 

"Oh, so are you going to run away?" I asked her. 

"...So what if I do?" she said, unwilling to admit defeat, "didn't you see how your boss ran away after that incident? He's probably at home now, trembling in fear." 

...Hmph. 

"...Miko-san, do you mean it?" teased Bou--san. "So, you're not going to cover up for him?" 

"What's this about covering up for him? Don't associate me with him. I can't even imagine him running away, trembling like a baby," the woman replied. 

Just imagining him doing that is scary. 

Bou-san laughed, "True that. We were mean to him yesterday, so it makes sense if he goes home crying." 

Stop it! 

"That's even worse. Just thinking of that makes a chill go down my spine. That insufferably confident bastard. The only narcissist I respect in the world is hiding under his blanket, crying?!" 

Bou-san stopped laughing when my gaze fell on him. 

"...That's true..." 

"Shibuya-san must be..." John said, as his creativity sparked up as well. "He must be so furious that he's making voodoo dolls." 

When Miko-san raised her head, everyone burst out in laughter. 

The sky brightened, the sun's bright rays striking the school building from the east. 


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