[Tokyo, Japan] Skulk

The cat did not growl at Katsu, but merely refused and walked away, seemingly disturbed.

The gentleman was kind enough to wait at the door for the sharp dressed fellow that wished to address him. Mr. Yosei wasn't going anywhere with that getup, with a gray yukata and worn sandals, there was also quite a bit of noise coming from his house that he seemed wholly unpreocupied with, perhaps the TV was on and it was airing old american cartoons, or there was legitimately a small stampede going in the living room. "はい、続けてください", he spoke softly, but sternly, a former man of business, if one were to guess. He kept the door half open, letting the strange phenomenom out, but also apparently letting the cats in, as the feline that had dodged Katsu helped himself in to no protest. "まずはそこから始めましょう. 私の名前は羽島 ユウセイです", he introduced himself, not requesting Katsu's name, but with visible expectation that he would return the courtesy.

"心霊調査員?"

Yosei stared at the business card, front and back. "山田がそんなものを扱っているとは知りませんでした。", he ruminated out loud, it was the correct Yamada that he was thinking of, not in a hundred years would he think they bothered with the occult. "まあ、問題はないと思います。お入りください"。, he considered, it was a way to liven up his retirement days if anything. He opened the door wider for Katsu to help himself in, and then closed it behind him. The place was tidy beyond belief, in spite of wind blowing in through every open doorway, humbly decorated and very scant on heirlooms beyond some family pictures, though no expenses were spared in things that were utilitarian in nature, this man managed his wealth quite well, what he didn't seem to manage all that well was his patio, which was currently the stage for a small three-way feline standoff, with a singular onlooker. Was this from where all the noise was coming from?

"獅子王!", Yosei called out, beckoning the fourth cat to turn around and scamper all the way towards him, a yellow and orange calico that looked well groomed to the street cats outside, and had a collar with its name: Shishioh. "また獲物を捕まえたようだね", Yosei commented as he reached down to pet his cat, who had pridefully brought him a dead rat, before moving on and leading Katsu to a sitting room where he could answer any inquiries.

"この「心霊調査」はどのように行われるのでしょうか?"

"ゴルフよりも良さそう"

Yosei jested for a moment, though he flinched as Katsu nonchallantly released his Ki in full display. Shishioh eagerly approached him and raised a paw as if to bat at it, but was quickly pulled back by his owner, who scratched the feline on the back to placate it. "私はドアを全部開けたままにしておきます。猫たちはそれが大好きです。", he explained his policy with his home, it sure looked quite tidy for him to just let stray cats walk in and out unimpended, as Katsu could see a couple of them take a break from their squabbling to quench their thirst on a cup of water carefully placed at the edge of the patio. "それは間違いなくネズミだ。", Yosei suggested the very loud noises were just some other rat under the floorboards, and consequently, the cats chasing after them, nothing that one would abscribe to the supernatural.

Yosei nodded that there was no basement, letting his cat go off do his thing for a bit. He kept an eye on Katsu, yet offered no questions, despite his interest being piqued by the mysticism, it was just a professional doing his work. The flame flickered once in a while, being fanned bright for a split second, whatever force was inside this house was moving, though not necessarily to avoid Katsu, if it was so close. "奇妙な？ その家は何十年もそのまま残っていた。", Yosei explained, suggesting he himself hasn't felt anything himself, the interior of the house was incredibly well preserved. While his reading wouldn't lend him many conclusions while in this room, the sounds he could hear could indeed more clearly be attributed to cats causing a racket, it didn't necessarily match the direction from where this presence felt the strongest, but it was almost as if it followed after it.

Yosei quietly followed after Katsu with little objection, interested in his craft, though it seems like he bit his tongue on objecting as Katsu's tracking led him to a bedroom.

It was clearly not the man's bedroom, decorated less with pictures and potteries and more with novel hobbies and study material, as well as some cat-friendly infrastructure in the walls and corners, which a couple of street cats were helping themselves to. The presence seemed to move through the walls and solid objects in the house, never making itself shown, perhaps it is why it permeated this place so thoroughly, despite being so small. If he stayed quiet to observe for a moment, he could see a strange pattern emerge. The cats moved around, and the presence lagged behind them, as if surveying their activities, but also, sometimes the cats were the ones to chase after it as it sprinted through the floor, or the walls, as if the cats perceived it, or it somehow made itself perceived by them.

With the essence crawling through the ceiling, Katsu had a clear shot to try and probe this spirit safely, which quickly moved out of the way and seemingly out of this room quite expediently to avoid the flame, however, skittish creatures as they are, this still caused one of the two felines to scamper out from the bed, to the desk, and out of the room at full speed, bumping into a piece of furniture on the way out, knocking down a tettering picture frame. Yosei worriedly hurried into the room to check for the fallen heirloom, and Katsu could feel the presence return through the floor, and then leave, before the old man picked up the picture and sighed with relief that it was intact. He placed it carefully deeper towards the wall and then walked away to chide the culprit out of his house.

The entity did not return to this corner of the house, apparently now aware of Katsu's intentions. The untidy bed and the scrambled furniture was now the only trace of disorder in Yosei's lodging, for the time being.