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Whoops
0 ReviewsBoth Anna and Tsuzuki experience problems as a results of yesterday's actions motivated by lack of judgement.
Chapter Three: Whoops:
March 11th, 1983. Kato found himself woken up in the middle of the night by someone knocking on his front door. The older man walked over to the door mumbling in aggravation.
“Hold your damn horses!” Kato yelled. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” He made it to the front door and slid it open. An eighteen year old boy stood in the rain looking in. He looked like a high senior student. His black-brown hair had been neatly cut. The boy still had on his school uniform. In his arms, he held a little ten day old baby. The boy kept his coat over her just to keep her dry. Kato looked at him with tired eyes.
“What do you want?” he half-mumbled to the boy.
“Please sir!” his guest pleaded. “My daughter and I need a place to stay for the night! Can you put us up?” Kato stared on tired. He looked on at the baby. She looked so little and cute with her pink cheeks. The baby slept peacefully wrapped up in her little yellow blanket. Just seeing her stirred something in Kato’s frozen heart. The boy slowly became desperate. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a fist-full of yen.
“Here,” he said. “I’ve got the money!” Kato looked on in silence. He kept his eyes on the baby.
May 2009. Anna awoke the next morning to two big surprises. The first one stared her right in the face. The woman found her red backpack sitting before her and the futon. A note had been taped to it. Anna took it and read it. “You left this!” was all it said. She looked at the note front and back. No name at all. Shocker there! Anna looked at her backpack again. Something seemed off here. How did her backpack get all the way out here? Who brought it here and why? Anna began to think it was possibly a trap. She definitely decided to check.
However, that would have to wait. Four a sound outside Daisuke’s office distracted her thoughts. Footsteps, not to be mistaken. Someone was here. Anna crept over to the door and opened it a crack. She peeked out. A man stood at the foot of the hall talking to a woman. Judging by his suit and clipboard, the man was a real estate agent. Anna had it all figured out.
“/Kimoto manor is being sold?/” she thought. Oh, this just took many steps backwards. Anna noticed the realtor and the woman walking closer. Her eyes widened nervously. “/Oh crap!/” she thought. “/They’re coming down the hall!/” The woman knew that she had to make herself scarce or get caught. Anna looked around for a place to hide. She used her memory of Daisuke’s office to hide. “/Come on,/” Anna thought. “/Think genesis, you practically spend years studying papa’s office! You know this place very well! Think!/” Suddenly, it hit her!
“/Of course!/” she thought. Anna walked across the room to the wall. She felt along the walls for the hidden sliding door. The woman found it in no time. This was where she hid and spied on Daisuke when she was a kid. Anna slid open the “secret closet” as she called it and slipped inside with her backpack. She silently slid the door shut and stayed quiet.
Outside in the hall, the realtor showed a young woman and her little daughter around the manor. He stayed nervous the whole time. For a whole decade, Eastern Noel had been trying sale this manor. Due to the stigma attached to it however, no takers. Everyone believed Daisuke’s death cursed the manor with the Eda-Kimoto legacy. The realtor couldn’t take it anymore. He became obsessed with selling the manor. He had to jump through many hoops to do it. His cleaner girlfriend would really want sex and a ring after this! He called her in the wee hours just to scrub out the leftover blood in the tatami mats one last time. She really wasn’t happy about that!
“You can’t even get anyone to come out and look at the property!” she nagged him. Her boyfriend refused to give up, however. This woman and her daughter were his last chance! He couldn’t blow it! The realtor took the girls to Daisuke’s office. He slid open the door.
“And here,” he said. “Is something like an office area.” The mother and daughter looked around some. Their realtor waited.
“Pretty nice, huh?” he asked. Anna waited in silence. She couldn’t see the people. “/Don’t buy the house! Don’t buy the house! Don’t buy the house!/” the woman thought over and over again. The realtor walked over to Anna’s wall.
“Oh, check out these walls!” he boomed. “/They don’t make them like this anymore!/” Anna silently began to panic. “/Don’t open the door! Don’t open the door!/” she pleaded in her mind. Instead, the realtor knocked the door. A low hollow sounded echoed in the room. The realtor smiled impressed.
“Shall we go on?” he asked. Anna breathed out as the people left the room. The Kimoto manor was for sell. The Kimoto manor was for sell. The Kimoto manor was for sell! Anna lowered her head in stress. She hadn’t expected this! What to do now?
The realtor took mother and daughter back to the front door. He smiled nervously.
“So,” he said. “What do you think? Is the house to your liking?” The little girl’s eyes lit up.
“Yeah!” she cheered. The realtor relaxed some. There was one yes there. Now for the young mother. She frowned at him sternly. The realtor became nervous again.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. The mother looked at him sharply.
“Pretty good,” she said. “But… something keeps bugging me about this house!” The realtor became worried.
“What is it?” he asked. The young mother looked at him sternly.
“I know Japan’s economy is bad right now,” she pointed out. “But it’s almost impossible for a house as big as this to be sold at such a low price as you have it. Okay, what’s the deal? Leaky pipes? Hidden damages? Terminates?” The realtor became nervous. “/Oh no!/” he thought. “/I’m going to lose this deal!/” The mother looked on coldly.
“Come on!” she insisted. “Tell me the truth. If I stuck with a money pit, I will sue the shit out of you and your company!”
“Mom, calm down!” her daughter yelled. The woman went silent. The realtor swallowed hard. No way out now! It was time to tell the truth. The realtor breathed in and swallowed hard.
“Okay,” he confessed. “Ten years ago, the previous owner was murdered on Halloween night. Rumor has it that his own family, the Eda-Kimoto clan, killed him as a blood sacrifice. Some believe that this house is cursed because of that.” Silence for a moment. The mother raised an eyebrow at him.
“That all?” she asked.
“Yes!” the realtor yelped. Silence passed. The young mother’s eyes lit up brightly.
“That is so cool!” she cried. “I’ll take it!” The realtor looked at her surprised.
“R-Really?” he asked. The woman grabbed him by the hands.
“Of course!” she shouted. “I love the paranormal! This house will be perfect!” The realtor stared at her at first. But then, he began to smile.
“Done!” the realtor said. “The house is yours!” They bowed after the woman let go of him. The realtor relaxed. He finally managed to sell Kimoto manor after all. Good for him, bad for Anna.
Anna wasn’t the one with problems. Tsuzuki realized that he was screwed. He had been chewed out by the Chief because of it. Not only did he bring Anna back from the dead, but he used a Hell Stone to do it. Tsuzuki had broken protocol. Now, the Shinigami was stuck guarding her as punishment.
So much trouble now. Was it really worth it? “/Damn it!/” Tsuzuki thought as he ate his apple pie. “/Why did this case have to get so hard?/” This was all Kato’s fault! No, Iwao and Tsuzuki’s own fault. The Shinigami got distracted by her greenish-brown eyes. But yet, oh Anna…
Suddenly, Tsuzuki noticed someone sitting next to him in the café. He slowly looked up and saw none other than Kato sitting next to him. He seemed to be smiling to himself. Tsuzuki glared at him crossly. “/That bastard!/” he thought. “/He put me in this mess! Damn him!/”
“Good afternoon!” the cashier said to him. “How may I help you?”
“Yes,” Kato said. “I would like an order of your freshly made Green Tea Rare Cheesecake to go, please darling.” The cashier slightly blushed.
“O-Of course, sir!” she stammered out. The young cashier got to work right away and gave the cooks the order. Kato smiled to himself. “/Such an easy cute doll!/” he thought. The man turned to his left. Tsuzuki glared at him still. Iwao smiled at him.
“Well hello Tsuzuki-san!” he greeted the Shinigami. “So nice to see you again!” Tsuzuki became serious and bitter.
“You bastard!” his hissed under his breath. “You nearly got me in trouble and fired!” Kato smiled as he completely turned around to his “friend.”
“What’s a little conflict between bringing back someone dear to you?” he asked. “Beauty and love come with a little pain. You’ll forget that your boss was even angry with you about Anna!”
“Little conflict?!?” Tsuzuki asked. “Who the hell are you and why do you care so much about Anna?” Iwao smiled at him.
“Twenty-six years ago,” he said. “An eighteen year old boy came to my door late one rainy night. He had a ten day old baby in his arms. This boy asked me if I would put him and his daughter up for the night. He even tried to pay me for the night—probably a two months worth of his paychecks.
“I looked at that little baby. I felt great pity for her. I told her father to keep his money and that he could stay as long as he liked." Tsuzuki looked at him oddly.
“I don’t get it,” he said. “Why are you telling me this?” Kato smiled as he shrugged at him.
“That boy was the father of the woman that you resurrected,” he answered. Tsuzuki’s eyes grew big in surprise. Kato smiled at him. The cashier returned with the older man’s cheesecake. Kato smiled at her kindly.
“Thanks darling!” he said. The man took his cake and gave her a huge amount of money.
“This is for me and my friend here,” he said pointing at Tsuzuki. Both cashier and Shinigami looked surprised.
“S-Sure!” the cashier exclaimed. She took the money and got out the change. The young cashier began to hand him the change. Kato held up his hand.
“Keep the change,” he said. The man and clerk bowed. Kato left gracefully. Tsuzuki watched on. More red flags shot up about that guy. He would now have to keep a watch on Kato and protect Anna from the Eda-Kimoto clan. Damn it, the work and trouble just keep piling up! But yet, Anna seemed to make it worth it. Oh Anna…
March 11th, 1983. Kato found himself woken up in the middle of the night by someone knocking on his front door. The older man walked over to the door mumbling in aggravation.
“Hold your damn horses!” Kato yelled. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” He made it to the front door and slid it open. An eighteen year old boy stood in the rain looking in. He looked like a high senior student. His black-brown hair had been neatly cut. The boy still had on his school uniform. In his arms, he held a little ten day old baby. The boy kept his coat over her just to keep her dry. Kato looked at him with tired eyes.
“What do you want?” he half-mumbled to the boy.
“Please sir!” his guest pleaded. “My daughter and I need a place to stay for the night! Can you put us up?” Kato stared on tired. He looked on at the baby. She looked so little and cute with her pink cheeks. The baby slept peacefully wrapped up in her little yellow blanket. Just seeing her stirred something in Kato’s frozen heart. The boy slowly became desperate. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a fist-full of yen.
“Here,” he said. “I’ve got the money!” Kato looked on in silence. He kept his eyes on the baby.
May 2009. Anna awoke the next morning to two big surprises. The first one stared her right in the face. The woman found her red backpack sitting before her and the futon. A note had been taped to it. Anna took it and read it. “You left this!” was all it said. She looked at the note front and back. No name at all. Shocker there! Anna looked at her backpack again. Something seemed off here. How did her backpack get all the way out here? Who brought it here and why? Anna began to think it was possibly a trap. She definitely decided to check.
However, that would have to wait. Four a sound outside Daisuke’s office distracted her thoughts. Footsteps, not to be mistaken. Someone was here. Anna crept over to the door and opened it a crack. She peeked out. A man stood at the foot of the hall talking to a woman. Judging by his suit and clipboard, the man was a real estate agent. Anna had it all figured out.
“/Kimoto manor is being sold?/” she thought. Oh, this just took many steps backwards. Anna noticed the realtor and the woman walking closer. Her eyes widened nervously. “/Oh crap!/” she thought. “/They’re coming down the hall!/” The woman knew that she had to make herself scarce or get caught. Anna looked around for a place to hide. She used her memory of Daisuke’s office to hide. “/Come on,/” Anna thought. “/Think genesis, you practically spend years studying papa’s office! You know this place very well! Think!/” Suddenly, it hit her!
“/Of course!/” she thought. Anna walked across the room to the wall. She felt along the walls for the hidden sliding door. The woman found it in no time. This was where she hid and spied on Daisuke when she was a kid. Anna slid open the “secret closet” as she called it and slipped inside with her backpack. She silently slid the door shut and stayed quiet.
Outside in the hall, the realtor showed a young woman and her little daughter around the manor. He stayed nervous the whole time. For a whole decade, Eastern Noel had been trying sale this manor. Due to the stigma attached to it however, no takers. Everyone believed Daisuke’s death cursed the manor with the Eda-Kimoto legacy. The realtor couldn’t take it anymore. He became obsessed with selling the manor. He had to jump through many hoops to do it. His cleaner girlfriend would really want sex and a ring after this! He called her in the wee hours just to scrub out the leftover blood in the tatami mats one last time. She really wasn’t happy about that!
“You can’t even get anyone to come out and look at the property!” she nagged him. Her boyfriend refused to give up, however. This woman and her daughter were his last chance! He couldn’t blow it! The realtor took the girls to Daisuke’s office. He slid open the door.
“And here,” he said. “Is something like an office area.” The mother and daughter looked around some. Their realtor waited.
“Pretty nice, huh?” he asked. Anna waited in silence. She couldn’t see the people. “/Don’t buy the house! Don’t buy the house! Don’t buy the house!/” the woman thought over and over again. The realtor walked over to Anna’s wall.
“Oh, check out these walls!” he boomed. “/They don’t make them like this anymore!/” Anna silently began to panic. “/Don’t open the door! Don’t open the door!/” she pleaded in her mind. Instead, the realtor knocked the door. A low hollow sounded echoed in the room. The realtor smiled impressed.
“Shall we go on?” he asked. Anna breathed out as the people left the room. The Kimoto manor was for sell. The Kimoto manor was for sell. The Kimoto manor was for sell! Anna lowered her head in stress. She hadn’t expected this! What to do now?
The realtor took mother and daughter back to the front door. He smiled nervously.
“So,” he said. “What do you think? Is the house to your liking?” The little girl’s eyes lit up.
“Yeah!” she cheered. The realtor relaxed some. There was one yes there. Now for the young mother. She frowned at him sternly. The realtor became nervous again.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. The mother looked at him sharply.
“Pretty good,” she said. “But… something keeps bugging me about this house!” The realtor became worried.
“What is it?” he asked. The young mother looked at him sternly.
“I know Japan’s economy is bad right now,” she pointed out. “But it’s almost impossible for a house as big as this to be sold at such a low price as you have it. Okay, what’s the deal? Leaky pipes? Hidden damages? Terminates?” The realtor became nervous. “/Oh no!/” he thought. “/I’m going to lose this deal!/” The mother looked on coldly.
“Come on!” she insisted. “Tell me the truth. If I stuck with a money pit, I will sue the shit out of you and your company!”
“Mom, calm down!” her daughter yelled. The woman went silent. The realtor swallowed hard. No way out now! It was time to tell the truth. The realtor breathed in and swallowed hard.
“Okay,” he confessed. “Ten years ago, the previous owner was murdered on Halloween night. Rumor has it that his own family, the Eda-Kimoto clan, killed him as a blood sacrifice. Some believe that this house is cursed because of that.” Silence for a moment. The mother raised an eyebrow at him.
“That all?” she asked.
“Yes!” the realtor yelped. Silence passed. The young mother’s eyes lit up brightly.
“That is so cool!” she cried. “I’ll take it!” The realtor looked at her surprised.
“R-Really?” he asked. The woman grabbed him by the hands.
“Of course!” she shouted. “I love the paranormal! This house will be perfect!” The realtor stared at her at first. But then, he began to smile.
“Done!” the realtor said. “The house is yours!” They bowed after the woman let go of him. The realtor relaxed. He finally managed to sell Kimoto manor after all. Good for him, bad for Anna.
Anna wasn’t the one with problems. Tsuzuki realized that he was screwed. He had been chewed out by the Chief because of it. Not only did he bring Anna back from the dead, but he used a Hell Stone to do it. Tsuzuki had broken protocol. Now, the Shinigami was stuck guarding her as punishment.
So much trouble now. Was it really worth it? “/Damn it!/” Tsuzuki thought as he ate his apple pie. “/Why did this case have to get so hard?/” This was all Kato’s fault! No, Iwao and Tsuzuki’s own fault. The Shinigami got distracted by her greenish-brown eyes. But yet, oh Anna…
Suddenly, Tsuzuki noticed someone sitting next to him in the café. He slowly looked up and saw none other than Kato sitting next to him. He seemed to be smiling to himself. Tsuzuki glared at him crossly. “/That bastard!/” he thought. “/He put me in this mess! Damn him!/”
“Good afternoon!” the cashier said to him. “How may I help you?”
“Yes,” Kato said. “I would like an order of your freshly made Green Tea Rare Cheesecake to go, please darling.” The cashier slightly blushed.
“O-Of course, sir!” she stammered out. The young cashier got to work right away and gave the cooks the order. Kato smiled to himself. “/Such an easy cute doll!/” he thought. The man turned to his left. Tsuzuki glared at him still. Iwao smiled at him.
“Well hello Tsuzuki-san!” he greeted the Shinigami. “So nice to see you again!” Tsuzuki became serious and bitter.
“You bastard!” his hissed under his breath. “You nearly got me in trouble and fired!” Kato smiled as he completely turned around to his “friend.”
“What’s a little conflict between bringing back someone dear to you?” he asked. “Beauty and love come with a little pain. You’ll forget that your boss was even angry with you about Anna!”
“Little conflict?!?” Tsuzuki asked. “Who the hell are you and why do you care so much about Anna?” Iwao smiled at him.
“Twenty-six years ago,” he said. “An eighteen year old boy came to my door late one rainy night. He had a ten day old baby in his arms. This boy asked me if I would put him and his daughter up for the night. He even tried to pay me for the night—probably a two months worth of his paychecks.
“I looked at that little baby. I felt great pity for her. I told her father to keep his money and that he could stay as long as he liked." Tsuzuki looked at him oddly.
“I don’t get it,” he said. “Why are you telling me this?” Kato smiled as he shrugged at him.
“That boy was the father of the woman that you resurrected,” he answered. Tsuzuki’s eyes grew big in surprise. Kato smiled at him. The cashier returned with the older man’s cheesecake. Kato smiled at her kindly.
“Thanks darling!” he said. The man took his cake and gave her a huge amount of money.
“This is for me and my friend here,” he said pointing at Tsuzuki. Both cashier and Shinigami looked surprised.
“S-Sure!” the cashier exclaimed. She took the money and got out the change. The young cashier began to hand him the change. Kato held up his hand.
“Keep the change,” he said. The man and clerk bowed. Kato left gracefully. Tsuzuki watched on. More red flags shot up about that guy. He would now have to keep a watch on Kato and protect Anna from the Eda-Kimoto clan. Damn it, the work and trouble just keep piling up! But yet, Anna seemed to make it worth it. Oh Anna…
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