My name is Hasegawa, Miharu, my grades are about average, and I love to read. More importantly, I love to fight, which is how all my trouble started; you see, my best friend is Kazuma Kuwabara (you may have heard of him, the number two punk at Sarayashiki Jr. High) and every since we were little the two of us have been extremely close.
The thing about being near the Kuwabara family, is that they all have incredibly heightened spiritual awareness, and continuous exposure to heightened awareness, as well as the effects brought on by such a talent, can raise the spiritual awareness of those who are not spiritually aware.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, Kazuma senses ghosts, and because he can sense them, I have become more aware of them, so my own spiritual senses have developed as well.
It's not much, an unusual breeze here, a freaky chant or two there, the occasional power outage when I walk into a room, exploding light bulbs and what not...
Yeah, it's totally normal...
...except that it's not.
In fact, it's precisely the reason I ended up in this situation, dangling by my ankle over a screeching demonic chasm of fiery death, I'm not normal.
But, let's start at the beginning.
You know, before I ended up praying to the powers that be that someone would find me before I ended up a pudding puddle at the bottom of a large chasm; before I screwed everything up and caused the end of the world, before I lost my best friend and ended up getting the prince of the Spirit World killed.
Let's start before all that.
How about we start with the day I met Genkai The Great...