Three Ghosts for Anastasia (Angels & Grim Reapers BOOK I)

Chapter 6: The sword of the lost shogunate

Anastasia

"Remind me again dad...why do I have to come with you?"

"It's an important work of art and a friend of mine has offered to cover our expenses there, since the trip is long enough. Besides Annie..." and dad moved on his seat to be more comfortable "we haven't done anything together for a while and I regret that."

My father knew how to feel responsible for his family and he also recognized that I had been managing on my own for a while. I hugged him and he patted my head smiling.

"Don't worry dad, I am sure that it will be a nice trip." And I took a look from the small window of our airplane.

Two months after the incident with Galani my father received an e-mail from an old colleague of his, Tanaka Nakayama. He used to work with dad, studying the weaponsmith of the Edo period, somewhere between 1600-1800 I think until my father went back to America after three years of work with him.

Mr. Nakayama said that an old family of Tokyo was donating old heirlooms to the Edo-Tokyo Museum and he needed my father's help in order to set the section on the museum.

And so, here we were traveling to Tokyo and it couldn't be any stranger!

"WOW, so this is what they call an airplane! It's amazing!" Perseus shouted once again from excitement and jumped once more outside the ceiling and back again.

Can you at least maintain some self-control? I mentally shouted at him.

Perseus sat on the top of the seat in front of me with his arms crossed.

"Come on Ana! We have a chance to see how a Japanese ghost is!"

There is nothing worst like a Japanese ghost! Haven't you seen any anime in those two thousand years?!

"Annie, why are you glaring at the seat?" my father asked and I immediately turned away from Persea.

"It's nothing really! I guess I am a little tired." And I smiled at him.

"Yes, Annie why are you glaring at the seat?" Perseus repeated my father's words with sarcasm and I glared at him again.

If you weren't already dead, I would personally kill you!

"Too bad you already lost that chance!" he smiled with tease and flew away, heading to peep at the air hostesses.

I turned back and I took a look at the other invisible passenger; Marco had also taken an empty seat on the back, two rows away from my seat. The Company had given him permission to travel to Japan, using the human way, in order to help the investigation in the branch of Death Inc., which was stationed in Tokyo.

He had his eyelids closed as if he was sleeping; his arms were crossed on his chest and his scythe, in the form of a key ring, was resting between his fingers.

Marco...are you asleep? I tried to ask him

No, just resting. I can't sleep that easily and his lips parted, creating a smile, with his eyes still closed.

Why are you traveling with us? I thought Grip Reapers can travel anywhere in the world.

That's because there will be someone to pick me up at the airport. The Shinigami's are quite strict with the Company's policy and I can't ignore the protocol.

Of course; he was using the term for the workers of the Company stationing in Asia. Marco had warned me that the spirits in those parts of the world were more violent than the western ones. Apart from that, he had his suspicions about the artifact my father was going to work on.