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The House in Which Nightmares Dwell 11.4
"As expected, she seemed to be possessed."
When John returned to the base, this was the first thing that Naru said to him. The camera that was placed in the living room stirred. Through that camera they were watching over John's prayer.
Mai and Masako weren't in the base. While coming back on the way, they smiled saying that they would take a nap and went upstairs, passing each other
"Really? Somehow... ... The haunting was done by a kind person. There was practically no resistance."
Hirota breathed out a light sigh. For the time being he had watched over what John was doing from the monitor. If he behaved strangely, he planned to go out the immediately and put an end to it, but it was only a mere prayer, not to mention it made him lose his focus.
He disliked letting a real medium get close to a good citizen, but he got tired of the careless tantrums. Even though John actually didn't do anything, Reiko seemed to feel refreshed, and he became of mind that that is also okay. This guy worked like a placebo.
Being alone and unassisted it would be a waste of willpower to continue asserting his personal opinions. But there was something he had to check.
"How much did that cross cost?"
He was wary of overcharging costs, but John turned to Hirota and looked blankly at him.
"How much? I don't remember."
"I don't mean that. I meant whether you gave that as a present to aunty or sold it to her."
"Hey there," a shocked Takigawa said.
"Aah," John smiled. "Of course I gave it to her. It's good if she can use it instead of a charm to calm herself down."
"John, there's no need to answer that kind of guy."
"Huh?"
"Don't you know you're being doubted?"
"Doubted? Of what?"
Hirota felt uncomfortable and moved a little. Takigawa looked up briefly at the ceiling.
"Well, let's leave that aside."
"--?"
"Don't worry about it. But you're really skilled at removing possessing spirits, you know. Teach me your secrets next time."
"I am teaching you? Takigawa-san?"
"Well, I guess it's bad to mix religions after all."
"Rather than bad, it's probably incorrect. I wonder."
"Using the Lord's name is one, but using the name of Buddha makes two, so that is no good after all."
"Yeah... ..."
"What useless things are you saying," Naru said, looking amazed. "John, do you think it was purified?"
Hearing this, John inclined his head.
"I wonder. I don't get the feeling that it got purified."
"Is that so... ..." Naru said and looked towards the monitor.
The temperature of the bathroom and the washroom was somewhat low, the tatami mat room on the second floor -- also known as the room in which the boy was killed was quite low. A cold air also lurked in the hallway of the second floor.
John looked towards the monitor by chasing Naru's line of sight.
"It has declined very much huh."
"There were barely any changes until yesterday though. It's gradually becoming more active."
"The bad thing that your older brother said is probably this. If the spirits keep becoming active, something will happen."
"I wonder. ... ...When it comes to details that guy is useless."
"Shi- Shibuya-san."
The moment the surprised John said that, the door bell rang.
Hirota was the first to take a look from the base.
Could it be that the fourth co-worker had come? He didn't hear that they were called, however. Looking at his wristwatch, it still wasn't the time for people to visit another family. That's what he thought.
Midori hurried from the living room and opened the door in the entranceway. Then she raised a surprised voice.
"-- Saki."
"I'm sorry for coming so early in the morning. -- Where is Hirota-kun?"
"Aah," Midori looked to the rear and discovered a suspicious Hirota who came out of the base.
"Nakai, what are you doing."
Saki smiled. In some respects it was a challenging smile.
"Just passing by. -- Is he awake?"
"He?"
Saki smiled.
"Doctor Davis."
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