I Can See Spirit II

"A person? Where?" As if reacting to senpai's words, the girl slowly lifts her head. My heart almost drops seeing this, but fortunately, there wasn't any scar or weirdly shape face that my fear was telling me. It was an unblemished face, her skin is surprisingly fair like a person who hadn't left their home for a long time. Heck, she is far cuter than the senpai behind me.

"Ah! Are you saying there's a ghost in front of you?! But why can't I see it?" Hibiki-senpai immediately understood a few things from his words and her previous response. When she walks to him and look at the empty side road in front of him, she couldn't see anything at all.

The grass looks healthy, and the stones seem small enough to throw at someone.

"N-No, it's nothing. I was just joking with you when I actually wanted to take a rest, hahaha" I said as I stood up while brushing the dirt off my knees.

Hibiki-senpai look at me with a strange gaze clearly didn't take my words at all.

Though, even if she wanted to prove the lie, she couldn't since she had no way to do so.

She couldn't see a spirit like him.

"Anyway, why did you wanted to bring me here, senpai? It's just a deserted road, and here I was getting my hopes up thinking you're inviting me to date" I jokingly say knowing Hibiki-senpai never really consider relationships as important as her culture research. After all, she's the type of person who only focused on one thing and ignored everything else.

"A date with me? Stop daydreaming. If I wanted to go on a date, I'd have picked someone else, and definitely not any of my juniors"

"And you know what I'm here for, didn't I already told you ahead of time? We're here to research obviously! There have been rumors going around that this road is haunted, and we are here to figure it out whether it's real or not!"

"That's why I bring you here because I heard from one of my friends that you can apparently see a ghost, but I guess it was all a hoax" she ends her words with a sigh. Though she might appear disappointed, I shouldn't let my guard down yet. I could somehow sense that she was putting on an act, and if I accidentally slip on the fact that my ability to see a ghost is real, then I wouldn't be able to enjoy a peaceful school life starting from then onward.

My ability to lie isn't really that great after all.

No matter how much she acts like an airhead, I wouldn't fall for that.

The rest of our journey remains bland. After all, with me by her side, I could sneakily lead her to the place where it was sparse from any spirit.

And when she sometimes asked me if I could sense something with my magical eyes, I simply shrugged off my shoulders in response.

It's for her own good, she'd better stay far away from the spirit.

Although most of the spirits doesn't even have enough spiritual strength to move a single pencil, there are also few cases in the world involving poltergeist.

There aren't common, but that didn't mean they don't exist at all.

Though I wouldn't be able to do anything to them on my own if I were to meet one, I could still escape or use tools such as holy water to exorcise them.

After all, they are the depart spirits that shouldn't remain in the mortal world.

But it also isn't my job to exorcise them.

Though it is rare, I'm not the only one with these special eyes, I'm sure of it.

Even though I haven't met anyone like that yet, I'm sure they exist somewhere in the world.

When Hibiki-senpai realized she won't find get anything for her research, her shoulders remains slumped the entire journey back to our home city riding a bus.

The entire time I spend with her makes me think that eccentric people like her do exist.

She's so beautiful, yet her hobby is so weirdly twisted, after all, who in the right mind likes to research about the haunted place if not eccentric people?

You would think she likes reading books or spending time with her family or something.

Nonetheless, it was kind of fun chatting with her.

She always has something to talk about, definitely one of the extrovert qualities without a doubt.

If it was me, I'd have run out of topic in a few minutes.

After bidding farewell at the bus stop, I sighed in relief.

I'm safe.

Now that she understands that I have no such ability as seeing a ghost, she won't talk to me again, and I will live in peace.

She's not a bad person per se, but her existence alone just attracted too much attention with her beauty and kind personality.

Though darkness and light complement each other with day and night, the two should never be mix together, it's just impossible.

That's what I think between me and her.

If I ever wanted to date someone, I'd go with a plain librarian girl.

As you know, being able to see a spirit every time is such a huge pain in the neck.

So I usually spend my time in a quiet place, somewhere like a library is heaven to me.

Though the librarian girl certainly looks plain, she shouldn't be underestimated.

She holds a secret weapon that many girls at her age feared for, it's her huge badonkers tits.

It's not just huge but perfectly shaped like that of a cannonball.

Even though she's plain, some people also have different thoughts like me.

Some daredevil even confessed to her.

Thankfully, she rejected them all professionally.

Being a librarian, she has to be strict with people, especially those rude fellas who couldn't keep their volume down in this sacred place.

If I wasn't afraid of being rejected, I too might have confessed to her.

Even if she smiles at me whenever I visited the library, I won't fall for that.

She's probably just being nice, truly angels exist just about everywhere.

Once I reached home, I immediately headed straight to my bedroom and fall face-first onto my bed.

What an exhausting adventure.

First, Hibiki-senpai suddenly intrudes into my class during lunch and invited me to do some club work with her.

By club work, she means looking for a ghost.

It's a culture research club, yet senpai always looks into strange things instead of real culture we should be researching.

Had I known this is how it turned out, I wouldn't have joined the club.

But there's no medicine for regrets, thankfully, she had given up on her ghost research. Or maybe she was acting disappoint to let my guard down?

Just thinking about it is giving me a headache, I don't want to be bald anytime soon so better forget it and take a nap.

Just as I was about to depart into the dreamland, I could hear movement in my room as I quickly lift my body and scan my bedroom with an annoyed look. But my expression didn't remain long my face it slowly turned pale when I saw a familiar figure...floating in my room.

It is none other than the spirit that I was mistaken as a living person founded on the side of the road.

I couldn't mistake it a second time. That face, I have already memorized it in my mind.

Why is she here?! Did she follow me till now? No, if that's the case, I shouldn't have sensed her earlier. Unlike other spirits, she looks no different than a living person if she wasn't flying midair right now.

Her skin isn't pale, and neither did she looks...out of the world, though, if anything her beauty certainly out of this world.

My heart couldn't stop palpitating.

Am I afraid? Or is it love? I don't know.

Though I'm certainly attracted to her, I'm also frightened.

Perhaps I'm experiencing Stockholm syndrome right now.

She just floats there in the air, staring at me without a word.

The usual spirit wouldn't be able to do this.

They have regrets to consider, why would they follow a random person like me?

Some couldn't even hold a conversation at all.

But the spirit in front of me didn't just follow me without me noticing, she also seems to be troubled by something.

Her face tells me she was confused by the whole thing.

It's like...she didn't know that she is already dead. After all, I never met any spirit that isn't already dead.

Was the cause of her death too sudden so she couldn't remember?

Either way, I have to do something.

I can't just continue this silent staring contest with her.

After taking a couple of deep breaths, I finally open my mouth and ask.

"Who are you? Why did you follow me home?"