"Shishou, are you okay? There's another spirit attached to you…."

Mob looked at Reigen as he came in for work, the day being slow and quiet.

"Ah, I'm fine Mob… You can get rid of it if you want, I don't mind either way…"

Reigen didn't really want to tell Mob about what had happened, because it wasn't really any of his concern. Sure they were friends, but the kid didn't need the burden. Besides, he could deal with it himself. Well, probably.

Mob silently dispelled the spirit, staring at Reigen with unreadable eyes once he was finished. Reigen decided to ignore him, instead putting on some tea for them. Dimple wasn't happy.

"Hey, Reigen, what the hell happened?"

Once they were out of Mob's earshot, Dimple interrogated Reigen with an air of irritation, while Reigen loosed his tie.

"Dimple, be quiet, I don't know what you're talking about…."

Reigen lightly traced his fingers along his neck, shivering at his friend's question.

"Oi, you know what I'm talking about. I'm sure even Mob knows something's wrong, did you even look in the mirror today?"

Dimple floated in front of Reigen, scoffing in an attempt to get his friend to see reason.

"Actually, no…. Why? Do I really look that bad?"

In all honestly, Reigen hadn't had the energy to properly get ready for the day, so hearing Dimple criticize his appearance came as a shock.

So he looked in the mirror.

"Oh."

Reigen's neck was covered in splotches of deep purple and blue, the hand prints of a stranger wrapped on his skin in ugly patches. Even with his tie, it was very much noticeable.

He wondered absently why Mob hadn't said anything, but then vaguely remembered that Mob had come in with similar bruises before, and Reigen hadn't asked him the details about it.

"Yeah, like I said, they're bad dude."

Dimple glared at Reigen, however his gaze softened a bit as he continued.

"Listen, last night, when you passed out…. I possessed you, and.. Well, are you sure you don't need a break? "

Reigen frowned, waving his hand in the air.

"No, I'm fine Dimple… You can stay over tonight though, if you want…"

Reigen and Dimple headed back out into the room Mob was in, tea in both of Reigen's hands.

Dimple looked to be in high spirits, so Mob asked him about it.

"Dimple, you look happy. What happened?"

Mob tilted his head curiously as Dimple grinned.

"Reigen finally invited me over to his house. Willingly, might I add."

"Ah. Good for you."

Mob really meant what he said, however his deadpan expression still made Dimple smile.

He whispered something into the spirit's ear, and then bowed a little after Dimple nodded.

"Shishou, I'm going to go work on my homework. Thank you for the tea."

Mob went over to his desk area and started doing his homework, so Dimple nudged Reigen as he started editing more photos.

"Hey, dude. Look inside your right drawer."

Reigen sighed, looking down and frowning a bit.

"There is no drawer there…"

Dimple rolled his eyes, pointing at the right drawer, in contrast to the left side of the desk Reigen was staring at.

"I said right… Are you sure you're okay?"

There was a brief silence, and then Reigen reluctantly opened the drawer. He was kind of tired, and as he glanced down into the compartment, he noticed a small container inside.

He blinked, raising an eyebrow.

"Dimple, how did you manage to sneak foundation in here?"

"Why do you automatically blame me…."

Dimple rolled his eyes, and looked a little proud.

"It was Mob. He told me to tell you that you can cover your bruises a little with that... "

There was a moment of silence, and Reigen looked uncomfortable.

Why hadn't I ever asked him who had done that to him?, Reigen thought to himself. Dimple knew what he was thinking, but how could he explain that the boy who had almost killed Mob was now one of his close friends? How could he explain that Mob had actually passed out during the fight? How could he explain that he had almost died trying to stop their fight?

He couldn't, so nothing was said, and Reigen silently pocketed the makeup given to him, resigned but determined to use it later. He didn't know that he'd later end up using all of it though.

"So, is this a sleepover?"

Dimple grinned as Reigen unlocked his front door, opening it as he stepped inside.

"No, we're not kids Dimple. We're just two people, hanging out, overnight. You don't even have a body." Reigen rolled his eyes and closed the door behind him, locking it as Dimple laughed.

"Well, do you want me to go get one? Because I could totally do that."

He winked suggestively, and Reigen had to stifle a chuckle.

"Dimple, don't steal someone's body for the sole benefit of a sleepover."

Scolding him, Reigen put his bag down in his room and then headed into the kitchen, Dimple following close by.

"But-" Dimple began, however he was quickly interrupted.

"No." Reigen started boiling some water, and got out a pack of instant ramen. He was hungry, and he didn't really feel like passing out just yet. That could wait.

Shivering, Reigen poured the water into the cup of ramen and closed the lid, putting his fork over it to let it heat up. Dimple was talking about something trivial, however Reigen welcomed the background noise, since he really didn't feel like sitting in silence right now.

He really didn't feel like doing anything right now to be honest, however he also didn't want Dimple to feel any sympathy towards him. Maybe the spirit would forget about him, and then what had happened would just become a distant memory. A dream.

There was a knock at the door, and Reigen almost spilled his ramen in surprise.

Dimple raised an eyebrow, however he went to see who was at the door.

It was the mailman, and his presence wouldn't be questionable if it were a normal hour.

But right now, it was late, and this made Dimple mildly suspicious.

"Hey, Reigen, are you expecting mail?"

"Uh, no. You should let the mailman in though, if he's here."

"Dude. I can't."

"Oh, yeah, right. Hold on."

Reigen got up and unlocked the door, signing the clipboard that the man held.

"Here's your package. Have a nice night sir."

Dimple stared at the open box, mouth open slightly with disbelief.

Reigen couldn't bear to see the contents again, so instead he was pacing around the couch, muttering under his breath. Dimple finally spoke up, genuine curiosity inflected in his voice.

"What the hell did you mess with?"

In the box were various pictures of Mob, all taken without him knowing. A note lay on top of the stack, however Reigen hadn't read it yet. He was too nervous to. Dimple however already had, and without waiting, began to recite it aloud.

"Dear Reigen,

I hope you're doing well. It's a shame we couldn't finish our fun from the other night.

If you want your beloved friend to stay safe, meet me at the place where we met. Tomorrow, in the evening. Don't tell anyone about this, or else I'll kill the kid, alright dear? And please, do show up alone. I don't want someone interrupting our little chat. Don't worry, you won't die, at least, you shouldn't.

- Your not so secret admirer"

Dimple looked at Reigen.

"No, seriously, did you seriously get yourself tangled with a spirit that also happens to be a stalker? I mean, I'm sure Shigeo could kill it relatively easily, but dude, come on."

Reigen was quiet, and then he looked up at Dimple, eyes stern.

"There's no way I'm dragging Mob into this, it's my problem."

Dimple rolled his eyes.

"Reigen, he's being stalked. I'm pretty sure he has the right to know…"

Reigen ignored him, and continued,

"I'm going to go, okay Dimple? I'll take some charms with me…"

"Dude, no."

Dimple got in front of Reigen, and crossed his arms.

"If you're going, I'm going too. I can't just let you walk into a trap… Well, I could, but Shigeo would get mad at me if he found out. Besides, I could always just possess you."

Reigen snorted, smiling a little.

"Dimple, that's a great idea and all, but you really don't have to. Just tell Mob that I got into a fight.

Also, make sure you tell him that he should definitely avoid those."

Reigen wasn't sure if he wanted to actually confront this spirit, but he couldn't just let Mob get into his personal affairs. Maybe Dimple could defeat him by himself.

"...Okay, yeah, you can possess me. But only for this, alright?"

Dimple grinned, flashing Reigen a smile and two thumbs up.

"I thought you'd never ask."