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Chapter 33: The Truth Behind Mihana Town's High Crime Rate?
Miko found the arrangement acceptable.
Two days a week without seeing those filthy spirits — enough breathing room to ease her nerves. Perhaps, as her diary permissions grew, she might even discover a way to permanently shut her Yin–Yang Eyes.
At that moment, Bocchi, who had been silently shrinking into herself, seemed to think of something. She fidgeted for a long time, rubbing her hands nervously as though she wanted to speak but didn't dare.
Umaru, sitting beside her, noticed right away.
"What's wrong, Bocchi? You feeling unwell?" she asked with concern.
Kaguya gave Bocchi a glance, then turned to Miko with a subtle look of inquiry.
Miko understood. She quickly shook her head. "No — nothing's clinging to her. Everyone's surroundings look clean."
But Bocchi, pinned by so many gazes, felt her heart race. She risked a glance at Miko, then finally forced out words in a trembling whisper.
"Um… i-if those things can't see the diary, then… if we just take it out when they appear, wouldn't that work?"
It was an idea she'd discovered on her own after starting high school.
Too anxious to speak to classmates, she had survived by pulling out the diary whenever anyone approached. Since no one else could see it, they always rationalized her behavior away, and she muddled through safely.
It wasn't a cure for her social phobia, but it worked. So she thought — maybe the same logic could work against ghosts.
The girls blinked. Then, one by one, they realized how clever it was: using the diary's own rules against the supernatural.
After all, each of them had tested it before — as long as you weren't doing anything outrageous, holding the diary drew no attention from ordinary people.
So the only question was… could spirits see the diary?
Miko even felt the daring urge to test it herself. Umaru, delighted, patted Bocchi's shoulder. "Well done, Bocchi! Didn't know your brain worked so fast!"
The others praised her too.
Bocchi, unused to compliments, felt as if her body might float away. A shy, radiant smile broke across her face.
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Miko didn't test the theory immediately. If she accidentally attracted another spirit, dinner would be ruined. For now, she simply bowed her head in gratitude — to Bocchi, to the group, and even to the Mysterious Person who had sent her the diary.
In one day, she had learned what she'd missed for half a month, accepted her role as the heroine of a horror story, joined the diary chat, found friends who shared her burdens, and even glimpsed a possible way forward.
"Although I'm nothing special except being able to see them," she said quietly, "if anyone ever needs my help, I'll do my best."
The girls, touched, began to consider inviting Miko to their homes one day — just to check for unclean things. Knowing ghosts were real made ignoring them impossible.
Utaha, however, folded her arms and sighed. Her irritation returned to its usual target: the Mysterious Person.
"If it weren't for his misleading first entry, Miko wouldn't have been too scared to open her diary until today," she grumbled. "The first time I read it, I hesitated forever, debating whether I should even respond."
Her voice carried growing frustration. "That man only ever does good things in the most roundabout, aggravating way possible."
She wasn't wrong. Among the diary holders, only she and Kaguya had endured the brunt of his "firepower." Kaguya with her photography ambitions — and her embarrassing Little Kaguya incident today.
Ai, though also teased, took it as affection, even treating him like a fan for complimenting her videos. Others, like Miko or Kotonoha, received mostly warnings and gentle reminders.
And Bocchi…
Utaha felt jealousy prickle her chest. The way the Mysterious Person doted on that shy little girl — like a fond father — was obvious.
Why can't he treat me like that?
Her resentment smoldered another notch higher.
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Though the day had been full of twists, it ended with surprising harmony.
The only regret was that they still hadn't uncovered the Mysterious Person's vantage point.
That evening, after enjoying a lavish dinner at the Shinomiya estate and taking a commemorative group photo, the Fan Club's first offline gathering came to a close.
But one final matter remained — something not suited for a large group.
The Shinomiya bodyguards had found Kamubo, the fortune-teller from earlier, disheartened and ready to abandon her shop. With Kaguya's approval, they brought her back to the mansion. Now she sat waiting in the side hall.
The girls agreed that Miko, with her Yin–Yang Eyes, should be the one to stay behind. Kaguya also instructed Hayasaka to escort Bocchi home, just in case.
As the others departed, Kaguya gave Miko a reassuring glance before ordering Kamubo to be brought in.
The moment she saw them, Kamubo surrendered without resistance. She confessed at once: she would tell them everything she knew.
Her instincts were right. Kaguya radiated overwhelming presence, the kind of aura that could crush her effortlessly. Better to be honest — perhaps honesty might even bring rewards.
Kamubo admitted she had once been a second-rate exorcist, though her power had waned with age. Even at her peak, she'd only been mediocre compared to her master or disciple. Still, she'd managed to survive comfortably until about ten years ago, when things changed.
"Back then," she said, shaking her head, "high-level vengeful spirits were rare. Now they appear one after another. Especially in Mihana Town — it's become a gathering place for them. Ordinary people can't see them, but they still affect hearts, breeding fear, despair, and crime. That's why the crime rate there has climbed so high these last ten years."
Her voice lowered. "If this continues, it might even give birth to a special-grade spirit."
Miko's breath caught. "Mihana Town? The Mysterious Person told us never to go there unless necessary. So it's really because of the spirits?"
She remembered the diary's strange explanation — that it was the setting of a long-running detective manga, which was why murders occurred constantly there. Now she knew the darker truth behind the joke.
Kaguya, however, focused on something else. "And this… Cursed Spirit Headquarters?"
Kamubo explained. Most exorcists were self-taught, wielding only crude methods. But curse users — those with deeper traditions — mastered techniques using cursed energy. They looked down on ordinary exorcists.
The Cursed Spirit Headquarters was their organization, formed by the great families to monitor abnormal incidents across Japan. With the rise of spirits in the last decade, they had grown in power.
"There are fewer than a thousand exorcists in the whole country," Kamubo admitted. "Even fewer elites. Expanding that organization isn't simple."
She sighed heavily. "Times have changed too quickly. If this continues, Japan may return to an era of humans dancing with a hundred ghosts. An old bone like me should just retire to the countryside."
Kaguya silently opened her diary and began recording. The legends of monsters and spirits weren't just myths — they were fragments of truth, growing sharper as the world changed.
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