Here we go another chapter down! like I said this will be a very short case, just one more chapter after this and then a post case chapter and then we'll get to what will probably be my favorite case to write! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 3-Don't Listen to Him!

March Day 2, 5:43 P.M.

"So, we have one intern who gets most of the activity thrown at her, the activity itself is starting to look like a hoax, and while you sense a spirit here, you don't think it's malicious. Did I cover everything?" Mai asked with crossed arms as she followed Masako and John out into the lobby of the office building.

"You've managed to forget that you're the one who convinced Naru to take on a case involving a hoax," Masako remarked bitterly. Mai fought the urge to roll her eyes.

And failed miserably.

"I did not convince him to take on this case," she said, she gripped her arms to control her aggravation. And to keep her mind off of her exhaustion. "I asked him why he wasn't going to take this case and he was a jerk about it." She shrugged. "Anyway, we have a spirit here that will need to be cleansed and a prankster who needs to be taught a lesson. Why don't we try to figure out who might be the one behind hoax?"

"Mai has a point," John agreed with a smile. He turned to the medium. "If the spirit really is as benign as you think it is, then cleansing it is something that can wait. And if we catch the hoaxer first and then cleanse the spirit it will at least not embarrass the company too much."

"Fine," Masako agreed, putting her sleeve to her lips. "Who would want to scare the interns? And why would anyone employed here want to scare them so badly that they consider leaving? They pretty much just do the same petty work that you do, Mai."

"Thank you for that, Masako," Mai said with a shake of her head. "You're just jealous that Naru likes my tea better."

"Why should I be jealous of that? At least my job is more important than menial women's work," she jabbed.

"Or it means I'm more of a woman than you." Mai smirked as she watched the medium's reaction.

"Guys-"

But Masako just laughed so humorlessly, Mai couldn't help but shiver. "Oh yes," she said with an evil glint in her eye. "You are more of a woman, than me. More of a slave woman."

"What the hell does that even mean?" Mai felt the vein in her forehead pulse.

"It means that all you'll ever be worth is-"

"Mai?" Mai blinked hard at the scene before her. John had called her name and Masako must have headed for Base or something, because she was no longer there. They were also no longer in the lobby. They were on the second floor. "Are you okay? You zoned out."

Mai shook her head and blinked again. "Y-yeah." She rubbed her head. It was starting to ache. "Where's Masako?"

"She went to talk with some of the interns, since most of them are women close to your age," he explained, giving her a concerned look. "Are you sure you're okay? You look exhausted."

You don't even know the half of it, she thought as she mentally rolled her eyes. But that's exactly what she needed. "Actually…" She took a breath, trying to collect her thoughts. She had to tell him, but at the same time, she didn't want to do it here. Not where anyone could hear their conversation. "Would you be able to give me a ride home tonight? I want to talk to you about something, but I don't want it to interfere with the case." Good cover, Mai.

John gave her an odd look. "Sure, is everything okay?"

"Everything is just fine," she lied without missing a beat. She hated that lie. "I just have a couple questions for a project I'm doing and thought you might be able to help."

At that the priest smiled, if he was suspicious, he never showed it. "Of course I'll help you!"

But what was that just now? She wondered as she followed the priest towards Base. Just a second ago, Masako and I were arguing about...well…me. Was that a vision? Or a hallucination?

She didn't have time to really contemplate it. Not when she saw Naru and Lin rushing over to a conference room on the other side of the floor. "What's going on over there?" John wondered aloud. Mai just shrugged.

"No idea, but we should probably check it out." The priest nodded in agreement and followed the brunette down the hall.

They rushed over to the conference room and found Naru and Lin inspecting the walls with some sort of device that lit up in their hands. Well, Naru's lit up, Lin's had some type of screen on it. "What about right here? The projector is hooked up right above us, there could be wiring behind this wall for it," Naru asked Lin who read the screen on his device.

"I'm reading fifteen on the meter," Lin answered, turning to the young man. "We could be dealing with sensitivity, we found nothing on the cameras. We should check the stairwell and see if the lights are giving off any readings. It would explain why some of the employees feel paranoid."

"I agree. It would be better than having to explain the haunting is simply a hoax."

"But what about the spirit Masako sensed?" Mai asked, interrupting their conversation. "And what are you two doing?"

"Are those EMF detectors?" John asked with a tilt of his head.

"EMF?" Mai wondered aloud.

"Yes they are," Naru answered. "One of the interns claimed to have seen a person or a shadow walking around in here, when she was alone. There was nothing on the cameras. Lin suggested that there might be a high EMF in the building."

"Makes sense," John nodded, then turned to Mai. "EMF stands for electromagnetic field. It's a field made by electrically charged objects. Some paranormal researchers believe that spirits have them and can manipulate these fields."

"Some people also have a sensitivity to them," Lin continued, checking the projector. "Hypersensitive people can experience nausea, paranoia, headache, inability to concentrate, and some even have rashes."

"While we're dealing with a hoax, there is something else that has the whole staff afraid to work here," Naru added. "Whether the spirit that Hara-san sensed is active or not, the EMF readings that we found in here give us a more natural explanation. What's the reading on the projector?"

"Twenty-five, if she was in here for an extended period of time already feeling uneasy, it wouldn't surprise me if her imagination got the better of her." Lin put his arm and the device down from the projector on the ceiling.

"So, basically," Mai began, with knitted brows and crossed arms, "we're dealing with a prankster and faulty wiring?"

"Electricity, not faulty wiring, Mai," Naru answered. "The wiring itself could be just fine, but if it is an issue, the company would just have to call an electrician to fix it."

"And it's not our problem, I know," Mai said with a huff. Her head was starting to hurt, but she wasn't sure if it was her exhaustion or perhaps she was sensitive to EMF as well. She looked down at her hand and realized she was still holding the thermometer from when she did her walk around earlier. That's weird, I thought I gave that to Yasuhara when he went back to Base. Where is he anyway? With Masako, maybe?

Nevertheless, she read the temperature that it said on the screen.

Twenty-one degrees Celsius.

Twenty point five degrees.

Twenty point one degrees.

John and Naru were discussing their plans for the case, while Mai watched as the temperature slowly dropped. Was she going crazy?

"Mai and I can go help Masako figure out who might be causing the hoax," John offered with a smile and nod toward Mai. But she was more preoccupied with the thermometer in her hand. "C'mon, Mai-" John had reached for the door only to have it slam shut.

Mai raised a brow and looked to her boss, turning the screen of the thermometer to him. "You sure everything is just a hoax?"

The temperature continued to drop. Ten degrees Celsius.

Before Naru could respond, the lights began to flicker on and off. Knocking sounds erupted from the wall around them. The knocking became banging, vibrating through the floor as the investigators shared looks with each other. They stayed still to wait out the event, not wanting to suddenly become a target.

Lin looked down at the device in his hand. "Thirteen. In the middle of the room and nowhere near anything electrical," he said through the banging.

And then, just as suddenly as the activity started, it stopped. The lights came back on. The banging ceased. The door was even open a crack. It was silent as the investigators once again shared looks.

Talk about a deafening silence, Mai thought as she looked up at the lights above her. The same thing happened at the elementary school. But back then, the activity stopped after I said the Nine Cuts, and then the light bulb shattered. Why do I feel like that's going to happen again?

"Mai! Look out!" Her boss's voice snapped her from her reverie as she watched one of the chairs at the table had launched itself toward her. But she had noticed too late, there was no way the she would be able to jump out of the way in time.

Way to go, Mai, got yourself in trouble again, she thought with a mental eyeroll. It all seemed to happen in slow motion. The chair was hurdling toward her with angry intent. She felt a hand on her arm and before she could even register who it was, she felt herself being pulled away from the line of fire.

She stumbled into the priest as the chair crashed into the wall behind her. She blinked a few times at the scene, before looking up at the blonde boy. "Thanks, John," she said, her eyes still wide with what happened.

"Don't mention it," the priest replied with a smile as Mai steadied herself on her feet.

She turned to her boss with crossed arms and a cocked hip. "You didn't answer me earlier. Are you certain we're only dealing with a hoax?"

But Naru had assumed his thinking pose and was not paying her question any mind. He looked down at the watch he had started wearing a while back and finally looked at the priest and Mai. "I think we're done for the day. Father Brown, would you mind taking Mai home?"

"Of course not."

Wait, what time is it? Mai wondered. Last she had checked it wasn't even six yet. She turned to look at the clock hanging above the door. Is it really almost nine? Where the hell did time go? Literally…

"Are you okay, Mai?" John asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You're spacing out again."

Mai shook her head. "I'm fine, a little tired, but that's all." I don't like the fact I'm missing almost three hours on time.

"So what sort of questions did you have for me?" John asked as he parked his car in her apartment's lot. Truth be told, Mai actually forgot that she had mentioned wanting John to drive her home in the first place, let alone why she wanted him to.

So she bit her lip and twiddled her thumbs as she tried to find the words. "You see…" she began letting out a long breath. "I sort of lied. I don't have questions about a project for school."

John gave her a knowing smile. "I know, Mai." He nodded his head towards the complex. "Would you rather we discussed this in private? Well, in a more comfortable spot than my car."

But Mai didn't register the joke or the fact that the young priest had spoken. "I…I think…" She let out another breath. "I think I brought something home with me…"

At that the priest sobered up. "I think we should discuss this in your apartment."

And that was how Mai found herself sitting at her kitchen table, rambling on and on about the demon in her dreams, her insomnia, and how she thought she had made this thing up. John listened patiently as he made tea for both of them. Luckily everything in Mai's kitchen was easy to locate for the priest.

But the priest made no comments. He barely touched his tea as he listened to her story, trying to sort out the details in his head. "I really thought I made the thing up. That because of my insomnia, my mind wanted to have a tangible culprit and created the demon. Maybe the scratches that appeared after I woke up were just because of me moving in my sleep. But now…I don't think I made it up anymore."

John's face held an emotion that made him look far older than the twenty-one years he had accumulated. Behind that innocent face was a soul, wise beyond his years. "Mai." The priest shook his head and let out a breath. "How long had this been going on?"

"Since after the Ishikawa case," Mai admitted, taking a sip of her tea. "The demon didn't appear until a little more than a month ago, but he was the same one that tried to drag me down."

"I wish you came to me sooner," John said with another shake of his head. "Mai, had I known-"

But Mai held up a hand. "Please, John," she said with a breath. "I know what you're going to say, but I really thought I was just dealing with the aftermath of so many cases. I thought I was getting better, I thought Shouta was helping but obviously it's only getting worse. Can you help me?"

"I can definitely try," John said with a small smile. He took a sip of his tea. "I think we should wait until after the case. Would Friday work? That way you won't have class the next morning."

"I think that will work, thank you, John," Mai said with a smile. "Should I meet you at the church?"

"I'll pick you up after school and we'll go together. I'm not sure how long it will take, but I think I know what we're going to have to do."

"Your priest friend won't be able to help you." She must have fallen asleep. Running several days with less than two hours of sleep in total was definitely not healthy. It was no wonder that she fell asleep. Perhaps she should endure whatever torment this bastard had in store for her. Her body needed the rest. "I will not be ignored, sweetheart."

Mai opened her eyes to see darkness again. And just like before, she felt hands groping her chest. She was grateful for the darkness. She didn't want to see just what she was feeling. "I'm not ignoring you," she said, then thought about it. "Well, I was trying to."

The creature roared with laughter. "It's no use! You're mine!"

"Why?" Mai found herself asking. "Why do you want me?"

Her question seemed to have caught him off guard. She groaned uncomfortably as the wandering hands became rougher. "Why you?"

"Why did you choose me to haunt?" She tried to ignore the unseen hands. "Why not one of the others? Why drag me down? Why did you follow me home?"

She could feel a talon trace a line down her cheek and along her jaw to her chin, where he tilted her head to face his glowing eyes. "You escaped. None of my pets have ever escaped. I won't let that happen again."

She swallowed hard at the statement. She really didn't like how his voice sounded when he spoke. It made the wandering hands seem more comforting. Despite her formerly cool exterior, she whimpered and shut her eyes tight. He's not real. He's not real. He's not real. She mentally chanted the mantra that she knew was no longer true.

"Well, sweetheart," the being laughed, "does this feel real?"

Her chest felt as though it erupted in flames as she felt three talons scrape across her left breast. She fought the urge to scream as she prayed she would wake up. But she didn't. Her torture wasn't quite over.

"My, my, what beautiful tears paint your face, sweetheart." Mai kept her eyes shut as she mentally chanted a new mantra.

You're not his. You're not his. You're not his.

But all the creature did, was laugh harder. "You're not mine? Then whose are you? Open your eyes to find out!"

Against everything in her mind, she opened her eyes and felt fresh tears fall. No way.

It wasn't the creature who was groping her. He wasn't the one who cause the scratches on her chest. No. Just like the night before, it wasn't the demon who was trying to defile her. It was Naru. Only this time, Naru had the same glowing eyes and talons as stared into her soul, roughly squeezing her breasts.

March Day 3, 2:12 A.M.

Mai shot up in her bed, breathless. Cold sweat beaded down her forehead and neck and she tried to breathe normally. Her tries were in vain as she felt her throat become tight and chocked out a sob. She pulled her knees to her chest and fisted her own hair as she tried to regain her composure.

How many nights had she woken up like this? But it felt just like the first night she woke up from nightmares of nearly killing a friend. She looked at the clock through her tears and was a little grateful that she managed to sleep just under three hours. It was more than she had the last few nights combined.

Finally her sobs had ceased, despite the tears continuing to fall. She walked to the bathroom and turned on the light. She was only half surprised to see her nightshirt had been torn. Three long scratches across her left breast. Such a shame. These were her favorite pajamas too.

She unbuttoned her top and once the cuts made contact with air, they began to sting. They weren't deep, but blood still oozed from them. Her breasts were bruised and swollen from their torment as well. It was all confirmation she needed to prove that she didn't make this guy up.

"Are you okay, Mai? You're kind of spacey," Keiko asked as the three besties sat alone in their classroom for lunch.

Mai blinked hard and realized that while her friends had almost finished their bentos, she had barely touched hers. "Yeah, I'm fine, I didn't sleep great."

"I didn't sleep well last night, either," Michiru replied. She leaned back against her chair and pushed her bento away. "I had a dream where there was this vampire in the school and he was chasing us."

"Maybe you could write a book and it'll be the next Twilight," Genji teased as he walked into the classroom.

Michiru playfully smacked his arm. "As if." She crossed her arms again. "Besides, Keiko is the writer out of the three of us. I just give her ideas."

"Well, Kei? Are you gonna write us a best seller?" Genji asked with a grin.

The girl shrugged and cleaned up her bento. "I'm more into writing romances than horrors," she admitted. "And anyway, I don't think I'll get anything actually published until after college at the very least."

"I didn't finish!" Michiru exclaimed, remembering the rest of her dream. "For whatever reason, it was after Mai. It scratched her and tore open her shirt and then just left her. Then it went after Kuroda. But she was already under his spell and was like a vampire slave for something. And then Taiki came riding in on a tiger-"

"Now you're just making this up!" Genji laughed, earning another smack. "Hey!"

"It's not funny!" Michiru scowled then looked down at the floor. "It freaked me out."

Genji scratched his head and then rubbed his neck. "I'm sorry, Michi. I didn't realize it was a nightmare."

But Mai had stopped listening. Why did Michiru have a dream similar to her own? She wanted to know, but would never ask.

"Mai!" A voice called, breaking Mai from her reverie. But she was no longer in the classroom with her friends. She was outside of the school and a car had pulled up to the curb. "Mai! We need to get going!"

She blinked hard and realized the priest had shown up to pick her up. I thought Yasuhara was going to get me, she wondered, but shook her head and got into John's car. "Sorry, I was zoning out again." Why don't I remember what happened after lunch?

"No worries," John said with a smile as Mai closed the car door.

"I thought Yasuhara was supposed to pick me up," Mai commented as she buckled herself in and John began to drive forward.

John gave her a quizzical look. "I though you knew Yasuhara wasn't going to be finishing the case with us." Mai furrowed her brows as she tried to remember what had happened the day before. "At least I thought you said goodbye to him when he left the office yesterday."

I had this weird memory loss-slash-time lapse thing happen yesterday, too. "I thought he was just leaving for the night," she lied smoothly. Does that mean I really got into an argument with Masako?

"Nope, he's taking the rest of the case off so that he can help out with the preparations for his brother's wedding. I think it's this weekend," John continued.

That may be part of it, but that's not the whole reason. Mai knew. She had never seen the college student so angry before. He was normally calm and collected no matter what was thrown at him. He wasn't even angry when they thought that Orikiri-sama would be reversed onto the students. Honestly, Yasuhara, Mai thought to herself, I don't blame you one bit for skipping out on this investigation.

But something was still bothering her. "Hey, did Masako and I get into an argument yesterday? I feel like we did, but I don't remember." Not quite a lie.

John made a face as he thought, then his eyes lit up as something came to mind. "You two almost started bickering, but I was able to get you both to stop it before you two said anything you might have regretted."

That's a good sign.

"Aside from the blood in the sink on Monday there have been no more pranks," Naru said once Mai and John made it to Base. "However, after the incident yesterday in the conference room we now have evidence to believe there is a potentially harmful spirit in the building. There were several abnormal temperature fluctuations on both the second and third floors as well as sounds of footsteps despite the building being empty as confirmed by our cameras and the security cameras."

"So we need to exorcise the spirit and reveal who's hoaxing the staff and pranking the interns," Mai translated. "Aside from initiation, why would anyone prank the interns and why focus on, what was her name? Sayaka? And since we're dealing with a hoax, why hasn't the head, Kawaguchi-san, already figured that out?" Mai sat back and crossed her arms. "I can't be the only one wondering that."

"It's not our job to figure that out, Mai," Naru replied coolly.

"What do you mean by that?" Mai raised a brow.

"We were hired to resolve a haunting, at first we only found evidence of a hoax," Naru explained with crossed arms and a stoic expression. "Now that we have evidence of a haunting we will resolve it, however, the hoax is Kawaguchi's problem, not ours."

Mai was about to argue, but luckily Masako interrupted. "So what's next?" she asked.

"Because of the amount of people involved in the building, randomly exorcising each room is not feasible," Naru said. "I'll have to do some research while the rest of you keep an eye on things here-"

"Why don't I just go to the library and research?" Mai asked with a slightly raised hand. "The library is just a few blocks away. That way you can keep an eye on Base and maybe figure out who might be causing the hoax."

"You sure you're up for it?" Naru asked, somewhat surprising the young investigator.

She raised a brow. "Yeah, I've helped with research on other cases before. I'll come back around eight with whatever I've found."

"Alright, in that case Mai will research while Hara-san and John focus on walkarounds and temperature checks."

So Mai found herself in the library sitting at a computer. She was making sure to take very detailed notes on whatever she might have found. Especially since she was missing hours in the past two days. It was definitely unnerving.

Okay, Mai, you need to get that out of your mind right now. Channel your inner Yasuhara! She told herself as she typed the name of the company into the search engine. His researching side at least.

The building they were investigating had been built less than fifty years ago and surprisingly there were no deaths reported during its erection. It had once been a publishing company until about 1987 and then became the headquarters for the car insurance company that now resides in the building.

No reports of anyone dying in the building, Mai noted in her notepad that Naru had given her. No memorials for the deaths of anyone associated with the company either. Looks like these guys were strictly business.

They aren't the only ones.

Her breath hitched in her throat and she stared at the computer screen as a chill ran down her spine. No. No. No. This is not happening.

Miss me, sweetheart? The voice was all but a whisper in her head. The chair beneath her began to sway and she gripped the desk tight. She would not let him drag her down again. Would you like me to cause a scene here? Like yesterday?

With a deep breath, she composed herself. That was you? She mentally asked. Watching as the computer screen before her changed. What are you doing? Something was being typed into the search engine. But her vision was getting hazy. No, don't make me black out again!

So you figured out that was me? You definitely deserve more credit. Maybe I shouldn't have let you sleep as long, last night. As much as I want you to break, there's nothing fun trying to break a vegetable.

I am not your pet. I am not your plaything. I am not your toy. Now, unless you plan to help me solve this case, get out of my way.

Why would I do that? Once you solve this case, your priest friend is going to try to get rid of me. Not that he'll actually succeed. I'm far too attached to you by now. Should have gone to him sooner.

The laugh that radiated in her head was more than enough to cause a migraine. So you're intimidated by John? Interesting.

At once, the laughter stopped. She finally gained the upper hand. What makes you say that?

You told me multiple times that no one could help me. That nothing would ever get rid of you. Yet the last couple of nights you've tried to convince me to stop trying because it wouldn't work. She was still gripping the table. Her knuckles turned white. But if that were true, because you are egotistical and arrogant, you should want me to try to get rid of you. To showcase your true power. Yet, you're afraid that John might actually be able to defeat you. Just like how he did with Lilith's servants.

She was met with silence in her head. She greeted it with welcomed relief.

The time flashed in the corner of the screen. Don't tell me I had another black out, she mentally groaned. At least it's only seven, I have some time to continue digging before I have to admit that I don't have much to go on.

But then she saw it.

Obituary: Kawaguchi Akio, son of Kawaguchi Katashi and Akane dies at thirty-three.

And she knew she had found her lead.

8:08 P.M.

Mai had just seated herself in their makeshift Base as she organized her notes and the rest of their small team came in. "What did you find out?" Naru asked once everyone had been gathered and the door had ben shut.

She quickly filled them in on the construction of the building and the company change. "No deaths associated with the construction or any employees really. The only thing I could find that was slightly interesting, was this." She held up the obituary that she had printed out.

"Does Kawaguchi know that his son might be the one haunting the building?" John asked the lead investigator.

Naru shook his head. "He never mentioned having a son, let alone a deceased son."

"But wait! There's more!" Mai said a little too excitedly. I need to tone down on channeling Yasuhara. "I found Akio's old MySpace profile. Turns out, he was quite the practical jokester. One of his favorites that he posted was getting the kitchen sink to spew fake blood when his mother tried to do dishes."

"That would explain why Kawaguchi was so distraught on our first day," Masako commented. Mai nodded in agreement.

"The obituary is from five years ago. And since we've concluded we have both a spirit and a hoax going on, whoever is doing the hoax, either knew Akio or knew about his MySpace," Mai said, closing her notes. "Unfortunately, that's all I was able to uncover. It's not much, but I think it proves this case isn't as simple as we thought."

"So how does it feel to be worth nothing?"

Great. Another blackout, Mai internally groaned. "What the hell?" She gave her head a shake as she opened her eyes. She was back to sitting on the stone throne. "Are you pissed that I brought up your insecurities so you're going to try to bring up mine? Running out of ammo?"

But the demon just chuckled. She knew he was behind her. He wanted the element of surprise. He wasn't about to give her the upper hand again. "So you are insecure about it? I knew the tough girl act was just that. An act."

Mai ignored him and closed her eyes again. He could torture her all he wanted, but she wasn't going to give in. She couldn't. Not if she wanted to get better.

"But is that what you really want?" Don't listen to him! "What's the point of getting better if you aren't worth anything to anyone? Not even yourself."

"You're wrong." Her voice remained firm, but her hands shook.

"Am I?" She did not like how that laugh sounded. "Take your boss for example. What are you worth to him? A valuable assistant?" His tone was mocking. "Replaceable. Easily. He already had one assistant, why did he need a second one? Pity. That's why. He pitied the pathetic orphan that you are and tried to give you some worth, but obviously that idea failed. The only thing you're worth is making tea and yet he doesn't seem to even want that anymore. Haven't you noticed?"

Why did that sting so much? "You have to do better than that. As replaceable as I am, he has yet to do so. That means something."

"But he already tried." She felt her heart sink in spite of herself. "On your last case he tried to keep you from going. He even brought that other girl to take your place. Oh, sweetheart, it's time to wake up. He's realized you're nothing but a nuisance and far too naïve to comprehend the things that you face. He's slowly trying to replace you. Why else would he not have you work in the office as much?"

No. She couldn't let this thing do what Shouta had done to her. She had to fight it, no matter the sense it made. She couldn't fall for it, she knew. But why does he sound so right? Am I really that worthless of a member to the team?

Don't listen to him!

That voice again. It's so faint, but I heard it on the last case, too. She had kept her eyes closed. She didn't want to see the thing that was haunting her. "You. Are. Wrong." Her tone was even and a wave of calm fell over her.

She felt his taloned hand lightly stroke her neck, but she did not flinch. She could not show her fear now. Not if she wanted to survive the night. "You so sure, sweetie?"

Whether Naru pities me is irrelevant, she told herself. If he was really planning to replace me, he wouldn't entrust so much of the investigation to me. He trusted me to go and research alone.

"I'm worth more than you want me to believe."

The last time I went to research a case, he was furious. But he wasn't angry because I was right or knew something he didn't. He was angry because I had gone behind his back.

"I'm not going to let you destroy me."

Hozumi was right. I was letting Shouta and this demon influence my thinking. I think I finally understand that now.

"I want my memories back."

Go Mai! She's finally getting somewhere! You know what this means?

I hope you all enjoyed! Please review and I hope to update soon!