Katsuragi Keima led the way, and the girl was fidgeting somewhat, and she said with a stiff voice to hide it,
“He, hey, Katsuragi! Where are you bringing me to? I, I’ll say these bold words first. I’ll refuse if you want to do anything bold to me! I’ll really refuse you! We have to go in order.
“…”
Keima suddenly turned his head back.
He stared through the girl with a piercing expression, and the girl could only look around helplessly. They were at a shrine somewhat distant away from the road.
There wasn’t anyone else there.
No, there was someone there.
The person who seemed to be observing them came out stealthily from behind the trees…
(Who, who’s that?)
The girl didn’t know what to do. A girl with a skull-shaped headdress appeared there.
Katsuragi Keima was asking that girl something.
It seemed that those two people knew each other.
“Elsie, how is it?”
The girl called Elsie shook her head.
“Not her.”
“…In other words.”
“No. This person doesn’t have a wandering spirit.”
Katsuragi Keima sighed loudly.
“I see. Thinking through it carefully… maybe I should have realized it. I had a direct thought-through and thought that the girl with a wandering spirit would have some problems. And because of that, I was searching a girl without problems for problems. After clearing the smokescreen, it wasn’t even a dual character.”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“I was really naïve! No, rather than that.”
He grimaced.
“Elsie, there wouldn’t be this problem if you had followed me after school. I wouldn’t have been bothered by such a low-level trick…well, the reason why I put you in charge of Amami Tooru was because you’re the only one who could detect runaway spirits.”
He sighed.
“This time, the smart one got misled.”
The girl called Elsie stared at the other girl.
“She really looks the same.”
The girl panicked.
She was anxious.
Katsuragi Keima and this girl called Elsie were saying something strange right from the beginning. She was thinking that ‘it seemed that Katsuragi-kun’s not some bad person, so my mission should be over with’. However, these good feelings scattered away.
Her instincts were scaring her, burning like oil being lit.
Who is this person?
Katsuragi-kun.
Who is this person?
Keima glanced at the girl.
“Fuu…‘what do you want?’. Actually, that was my line. Well, it doesn’t matter. I can roughly guess why you wanted to do this. So just confess, you’re not Yoshino Asami.”
“!”
The girl widened her eyes. Keima raised his hand and pointed at her.
“…You’re.”
