"One more match!"
Kumiko became more and more determined, wanting to wash away her shame. But unfortunately, Kaito's phone rang at that moment.
It was a message from secretary Sakiko. There was a commission that needed his action, with a generous reward and an address attached.
Coincidentally, Kaito didn't feel like bullying fish anymore either. He didn't want to crush Kumiko's confidence so much that she'd avoid him in the future.
Practicing with an evil spirit wasn't a bad idea.
[Port District]
As one of the wealthiest areas in all of Japan, many foreign embassies were located here. Numerous social elites and famous wealthy merchants lived here as well. The average annual income of the residents even surpassed that of Chiyoda District where the Emperor resides.
The client this time was named Mori Minami.
If Kaito remembered correctly, 'She seems to be a senior figure close to my secretary Sakiko? She has even given Sakiko a talisman imbued with spiritual power before.'
He took the train and soon arrived at his destination: a grand and luxurious detached mansion.
A familiar figure stood at the gate. Pretty blue twin-tails, a plaid lady's dress, lace white socks, and black leather shoes. Her skirt fluttered in the wind like a blooming flower.
"Kaito-kun!", Togawa Sakiko spotted him right away and waved cheerfully, hopping over like a rabbit.
Since returning from Hoori, this was the first time the two had met again.
Although it had only been a few days, it felt like several seasons had passed.
All those nervous and uneasy emotions also calmed at this moment.
'But what's with that katana?'
'Since when did Kaito-kun start practicing swordsmanship?'
But Togawa Sakiko didn't dwell on such small things. She quickly explained the situation briefly, then nervously asked, "Do you have confidence?"
If it were an ordinary client, she could just try her best.
But Mutsumi was her dearest friend, someone Sakiko considered her other half. If even Kaito couldn't do anything, she really didn't know what else to do.
"No problem," Although he was standing outside the villa, the moment he arrived, Kaito had already released his divine sense to probe and quickly locked onto a bedroom on the second floor.
The sleeping green-haired girl carried a certain unique mark on her body, similar to Yumiko who had been targeted by an evil spirit before, only more dangerous.
However, it seemed someone had helped to delay the process, using spiritual power to protect her life force. For now, her life wasn't in danger.
But when the spiritual power runs out, what's destined to come will still come.
If no one intervened, it would only change from immediate death to a suspended sentence.
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Chapter 84: Cucumber Fairy
"Then, I'll leave everything to the president," Sakiko slightly bowed and led the way ahead, "Please follow me."
The two stepped into this grand and spacious standalone mansion. Along the way, they encountered many maids dressed in black and white uniforms. All of them looked hurried, heads lowered, with a strangely oppressive atmosphere.
They reached the third floor, twisted and turned for two to three minutes, and finally arrived at the door of a rather plain-looking bedroom.
"This is it," Sakiko stopped and knocked on the door, then directly walked in.
Although it was a girl's boudoir, the room's decoration leaned toward cool tones, and the furnishings were pitifully sparse. Heavy metal band posters were plastered on the walls. There was no sign of plush toys or hugging pillows young girls typically liked. Instead, in the corner of the room stood a rack holding a seven-string heavy guitar, wiped spotless. Showing that its owner usually cherished it with great care.
On the large bed in the center of the room, a doll-like beautiful green-haired girl had already awakened, leaning against the headboard. Beside her sat a well-dressed noblewoman, worriedly asking something. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she instinctively turned her face.
"It's little Sakiko. This must be the one you invited", She finally saw the visitor's appearance, as if staring directly into Medusa's eyes, losing the ability to think.
"This is Mr. Kaito, the exorcist here to help Mutsumi drive away the evil spirit." [T/N: It should be Mr. Kurumizaka but I am lazy so Kaito it is]
Secretary Sakiko quickly spoke up to introduce, conveniently snapping Mori Minami out of her daze.
'Mutsumi's problem still isn't solved. Aunt Mori, if you want to be smitten, at least pick another time.'
"Nice nice to meet you," Although the amazement in her heart wouldn't disperse, Mori Minami, after all, was a national-level female star who had dominated the entertainment industry for decades. With that reminder, she finally restrained her impolite posture and returned to a poised and graceful manner, reaching out her hand.
Yet in her heart, she couldn't help but marvel, 'This Kaito-kun's appearance is simply too outstanding.'
Mori Minami wasn't someone who hadn't seen handsome men. The entertainment circle was full of all types of pretty boys. Cold, sunny, energetic, delicate but this level of handsomeness was a first. Compared to this beautiful youth before her, all those actors she once thought had good potential were like a puddle of mud on the ground.
With such a divine face, wouldn't entering the entertainment industry be a better path? He wouldn't even need an agency to go through the trouble of promoting him. Just appear on a random show, give him a chance to face the public, and that'd be enough.
Becoming a sensation in Japan would be like a nail hammered into the board, even going abroad would attract tons of face fans. He could easily become the most famous male star in the world. Even if he did nothing, he'd be swimming in money.
And yet, this person actually became an exorcist and even came to exorcise her daughter. Mori Minami couldn't tell whether she should feel regret or relief.
Kaito reached out and shook hands with the famous female star, just a light touch.
He had no intention of making small talk and looked straight at the green-haired girl who hadn't said a word since earlier. Her bright golden eyes didn't blink, staring right at him.
"Mutsumi, how are you feeling now?", Secretary Sakiko stepped forward and touched her friend's forehead, no sign of a fever.
"Still very tired," The green-haired girl named "Wakaba Mutsumi" had a voice like a doll too. Pleasant to the ear, but lacking emotion.
She gently shook her head, "But I haven't dreamed of that strange woman again."
"Looks like the contingency left behind by the Kagano priestess worked."
Secretary Sakiko patted her chest, then looked seriously at the president beside her, "It's all up to Kaito now."
"Mm," Kaito nodded. Seeing Wakaba Mutsumi's face a bit pale, he lightly tapped the center of her forehead.
The girl's delicate face visibly regained its color, and even her spirit, which had been languid for some time, perked up.
This miraculous scene surprised even Mori Minami. A faint hope rose in her heart.
'It seemed the exorcist boy Sakiko found is even better than the Kagano priestess?'
The Kagano priestess had spent several hours just barely stabilizing Mutsumi's condition, yet Kaito only needed a touch.
In comparison, the difference was stark.
"There's a very warm feeling," Wakaba Mutsumi quietly felt the warmth from the outside, like a clear spring nourishing her almost withered cucumber stalk.
Her powerless body gradually filled with energy. Withered vitality bloomed again.
She gazed at that pure and beautiful face like spring peaks and autumn moon. Her thin cherry lips parted slightly, and something in her chest stirred faintly.
"Thank you," This time, her voice seemed to carry more emotion than before. Like a doll finding its heart again.
"Does this mean it's a success?", Seeing her daughter's complexion turn rosier, almost no different from an ordinary person, Mori Minami couldn't hold back her excitement any longer and eagerly asked.
Secretary Sakiko beside her also looked over with hopeful eyes.
"I just replenished some of Miss Wakaba's depleted energy and blood."
Kaito shook his head, "If the source isn't removed, she'll soon return to the previous state."
"The source is that strange woman in the white shiromuku from Mutsumi's dreams?"
Sakiko was smart, she immediately grasped the essence of the evil spirit.
"That's right," Kaito thought for a moment, "If nothing unexpected happens, Miss Wakaba has likely been chosen by an evil spirit as a bride in a ghost marriage."
Shiromuku is the traditional outfit worn by Japanese women during weddings. It's basically the equivalent of the white wedding dress of western culture.
If you replace the white shiromuku with a red wedding dress, the current situation becomes very clear.
A woman in the white shiromuku keeps appearing in your dreams. She doesn't try to hurt you, just gets closer every time.
When she finally appears right in front of you, that's when the wedding is held.
Of course, on the surface, it looks like you got a wife for free. But not everyone is lucky. Just be brave, and the ghost wife goes on maternity leave.
Most people will only get their energy drained and end up a dry corpse.
"Wait that shiromuku person is clearly a woman, right?", Mori Minami looked a bit confused. She looked at her daughter again and confirmed, "Mutsumi, she's definitely a woman, right?"
'Not a man dressed as a woman, or a Walmart plastic bag?'
"Yes," Wakaba Mutsumi nodded. The other party had a tall figure, an obvious chest. Two cup sizes bigger than hers, even more curvaceous than Sosetsu.
Her face was blurry, like covered in mosaic, but she definitely didn't have an Adam's apple.
"In that case, shouldn't she be looking for a man to marry?", Mori Minami was completely baffled, 'Although in recent years, due to the shortage of men in society, many close female friends ended up living together but do evil spirits also keep up with the times?'
'This version is way too advanced, isn't it?'
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Chapter 85: Sun
"Since the problem lies with that Pure White Woman in the dream, how can we resolve her?", Sakiko was somewhat troubled.
If it were an evil spirit in reality, that would be another matter. Whether you could defeat it or not, at least you could see it.
But the Pure White Woman only appeared in Mutsumi's dreams. Outsiders couldn't even see her, so how could they exorcise her?
No wonder the onmyoji and priests who had been invited previously all looked troubled. This truly wasn't a problem that could be solved casually.
"Actually, it's simple," Kaito raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Since she only appears in dreams, then as long as you kill her in the dream, won't that solve it?"
It clearly didn't sound simple at all.
However Secretary Sakiko quickly caught on, somewhat pleasantly surprised, "Kaito-kun, do you mean you have a way to enter dreams?"
Mori Minami was also incredulous, "Even something like that can be done?"
As for the person involved, Mutsumi didn't react much. She seemed not at all concerned about her own safety. She merely stared at Kaito in a daze, as focused as if she were observing a cucumber she had planted herself.
Kaito didn't explain further, only said, "Leave it to me."
The Pure White Woman in Wakaba Mutsumi's dreams only appeared when she fell asleep late at night.
Even if she fell asleep during the day, she wouldn't see her.
At this point, clever kids might ask: in that case, can't you just flip your schedule. Sleep during the day and stay up at night to avoid being entangled?
But of course, things weren't that simple.
Anyone targeted by the Pure White Woman would be cursed with a "Sleepiness" debuff. Constantly assaulted by drowsiness, with the risk of falling asleep at any time.
When Wakaba Mutsumi first dreamed of her, there were still many times during the day when she was awake. Though she got sleepy more easily than normal people, it only meant she slept four or five more hours.
But by the third time she dreamed of her, the girl was already spending ninety percent of the day asleep, with less and less time awake.
If this continued, she would eventually reach a day when she would never wake up.
Fortunately, with the Miko Kagano's help, even though she was still very sleepy, she could barely resist the drowsiness.
And within these three days, even if she fell asleep at night and dreamed of the Pure White Woman, the other party could not approach her. She would be blocked by the barrier the shrine maiden had set up.
But this was just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. Naturally, someone like Kaito wouldn't use such a troublesome method.
Time flew by, and midnight arrived in a blink.
In the large bedroom, only Wakaba Mutsumi lay on the bed, once again sinking into deep sleep, while beside her, Kaito was preparing to enter the dream.
As for Mori Minami and Sakiko, they waited outside.
The sword Murakumomaru was also outside, being kept by Secretary Sakiko as a precaution.
If an unexpected situation occurred, with little Murakumomaru around, at least Sakiko could be protected.
The curtains were drawn open, soft moonlight piercing the clouds, laying a silver veil over the room and enveloping the girl on the velvet bed.
Wakaba Mutsumi slightly furrowed her brows, the delicate yet lifeless girl rarely showing such a fragile expression. Strangely, she looked pitifully beautiful, making one want to paint her with their own color.
Kaito didn't waste time, he lay beside her without removing his clothes, took the girl's hand, and closed his eyes.
'Mmm'
'My head hurts.'
Wakaba Mutsumi opened her eyes, her delicate face full of confusion.
'Where is this?'
She seemed to be in a small Japanese-style room, with no furniture and no sign of other people.
Only four purple candles were lit in each corner, casting faint halos in the dim room.
She looked down and realized that at some unknown point, her clothes had changed into a purple montsuki haori hakama.
