The House in Which Nightmares Dwell 2.5

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5

"... ... Do you really trust that company?" Hirota unhappily asked, while going down to Dougenzaka.

"That's my intention. I'm sorry for making you worry, but I cannot hope to search for another."

"But what if you find another one. A more dependable place."

Midori shook her head.

"I am not knowledgeable about such things. I don't know what kind of medium I can confide in or not. If I may say so, it's because it would seem like a gamble where I'd ask for help. I wish to be helped by them."

"But," Hirota argued.

Midori smiled at him.

"I thought that a medium would have a more mysterious mood. I wonder if they are eccentric people? Both the part time worker and the investigating girl were very ordinary and they made a good impression. I can feel it's like a detective agency. Both kids had the right manners, are reliable and I thought wouldn't they be good? But everyone is quite young."

"But, I thought they were still quite suspicious looking. I think he isn't the boss either."

"You said that the person in charge wasn't him, right?"

"Because the person in charge over there is a foreigner."

"A foreigner isn't restricted to blonde hair with blue eyes and talking broken Japanese. In our company there are employees who come from foreign branch offices, but it's not like they all appear like foreigners."

"But, he said he was Shibuya."

"Isn't that his Japanese name? He was taking notes in English."

"That was in English?"

Hirota also saw that he had been writing down something, but from where he was sitting he couldn't see the handwriting.

"Yes. -- I think it's possible that he's registered as a foreigner."

"No way... ..."

"Anyway, we'll know once the investigation starts whether we can depend on them."

Hirota sighed.

"-- I see. It would be good if you won't regret it."

"If there is regret, it would be after buying the house to the point of dying, having something like regret on top of this, I don't want to go there. It's painful."

Saki picked up the telephone. From the opposite side of the platform the train that carried Midori just departed. Her companion stood in front of the shape of the departing train.

"-- Ah, Kurahashi-san? It's Nakai," Saki said and looked for some reason at her surroundings. Hirota, who stood at the side, saw the train off and looked serious.

"I have arranged the request. It seems like we'll enter the investigation soon."

From the other side of the telephone, a blunt voice returned a, I see.

"As I thought, the investigation scene seemed suitable, but with only that hot headed Hirota-kun it's dangerous."

Hirota turned his head to Saki, but he frowned when Saki made a non-serious face at this. The person on the other end of the phone, only made a half-hearted reply regarding that.

"Only, the owner is not Davis, he calls himself Shibuya. A boy of senior high school age. Because of that can you check the data whether it's not a mistake?"

I see, was the only reply. Saki cut off the telephone without a care.

"Is it fine? Dragging your friend into this?"

Hirota's voice sounded disappointed.

"That her disadvantage has become like this, I don't think it is. If the company is for real, she will be helped for sure and if they're a sham, it's good for me and Hirota-kun. It hasn't become especially inconvenient, right?

The train arrived at the platform. Saki grimaced at the headlights that just entered her eyes.

"Besides, you're the one who is so fussed about him, right? Be grateful for giving you the chance to investigate it."

Hirota again became disappointed.

"... ... I will catch a tail for sure."

Hirota's murmuring voice was erased by the sound of the bell, the noise and the boisterous throngs, so it didn't reach Saki's ears.

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