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Post by swapgo on Oct 2, 2024 23:28:04 GMT
 Nothing has changed. Hashima Yosei, a now retired, honest accountant, has owned this house for 47 years straight, a battered exterior that has endured the woes of tourists and incorregibles, with a well-preserved, traditional finish on the inside that realtors would kill to be able to rent out. Parents, children, wives (plural), and grandchildren have all stepped in and out with little fanfare but the story of a man that went through the salaryman treadmill and watches day go by in peace, and yet, something has felt off. There's a strange unease that emanates from this house, seemingly deterring tourists and attracting cats. The police already investigated the place, and nothing has happened, months of surveillance point to nothing strange, and yet, something ancient seemed to stir within these four walls, a raw spiritual force beyond compare, that seemed to slowly bloom through the past week. A stray cat sat comfortably on top of the mailbox as a delivery boy sought to pet it, only to be hissed at. Mr. Yosei got to the door to get his lunch, inviting the feline in in the process, a brief rush of energy flowing outside to further the mystery, to those who could feel it, that is. |
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Post by lvsphinx on Oct 4, 2024 17:38:54 GMT
It is just pure coincidence that one of Katsu's subordinates is a nearby neighbor of Mr. Yosei. Katsu first picked up the strange energy emanating from a nondescript house in the neighborhood a few weeks ago, when he was taking a drunk subordinate home after a rowdy office party. Katsu had left his subordinate home with their wife before following the energy to the source, stopping outside the property but making no move to trespass. Simply casing the location sufficed for that night.
Today was different. Today, the energy felt stronger, almost intoxicating. Even from far down the street, Katsu could feel that potent spiritual presence. He inhaled deeply, as though trying to take the energy into his lungs. Katsu was curious. Was the source a person or artifact? Was it a ritual or the land itself? He had to investigate, taking this weekend just to do so.
Katsu paid little attention to the cats that parted from his path, though he did reach out to pet one too. He looked a little out of place, wearing one of his finer blue Armani suits, dressed for business in Ginza than a Saturday in a quiet neighborhood, but not knowing what or who to expect made him want to give a good impression. Upon seeing Mr. Yosei at his door, Katsu called out a "すみません!", jogging up to the doorway.
"お名前は何ですか？ いくつか質問してもいいですか？"
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Post by swapgo on Oct 5, 2024 0:45:58 GMT
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.
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Post by lvsphinx on Oct 5, 2024 17:34:38 GMT
Katsu gave a respectful bow upon reaching the man in the doorway, his gaze following the cat inside the house until it was out of sight. From the sound of cartoons and rowdiness, Katsu would guess that there might be children inside. "はじめまして. 株式会社ヤマダの山田と申します. 山田勝つ." said Katsu, humbly offering a business card.
"私は直接になります. 私は霊的調査員です. あなたの家を調査する必要があります. 私はその問題に対して喜んで支払います." Here was Katsu's first resort, an offer to gain entry into the house, and a diplomatic approach to solving this curiosity. Katsu didn't comment (yet) on the semi-parade of cats entering Mr. Yosei's home, but couldn't deny the potent aura emanating from inside the house. He wanted to follow the cats and bask in it.
"入ってもいいですか？"
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