Supernatural Investigation 101: Chronicles Of Nakashima Wakana

Minami Sei looks at the clock. 11 PM. She's not home yet. He knits his brows slightly. She's close to her sisters. If they could also be that close… He's also clueless in a relationship. Maybe it needs time.

Why did he do that to her? 

He closes the laptop, feeling exhausted to continue. His finger joints ache. There's certain itchiness in the centre of his palms. Staring up at the ceiling, he exhales and inhales. He blinks his eyes several times. The growing restlessness in his heart is clouding his vision. Why does he feel like he's going to lose her? 

Does she love him?

Sei stands up and goes back to the bedroom. He stares at the bed. It's clean. Does he love her? Yes. She knows everything about him. But what does he know about her? He walks to the bathroom and looks at his reflection. "Who are you?"

"I am Minami Sei," He mutters under his breath. "I am not like my father."

He's not like that monster who killed his mother. 

Sei washes his face. However, the water can't wash away the shadows in his heart. Choi Minho and Wakana. What did they talk about? Why does she still think of Choi Minho like that? Even when they were together in bed, Choi Minho had crossed her mind. 

"Don't love him," He mumbles, washing his hands to get rid of the itchiness. "Clean your heart, Wakana. Get rid of him."

He pulls the mirror that opens to a hidden cabinet. He brings out an old gun. The itchiness is gone as soon as his fingers curl around the cold metal. This gun needs to be cleaned. He returns to the living room and takes a seat on the couch. "She's married to me. I will love her so much that she won't think of anyone again."

Those words soothe him a bit. Nakashima Wakana is with him -- not Choi Minho. That man is also gone. He puts the gun on the table. From tomorrow, he will resume going to the Supernatural Investigation Agency. To understand her and her world, he will do everything that he can do. 

***

"What happened?" Wakana asks her, reaching for her arm. "You can tell me."

"The fashion show in P City was ruined." Sayuri holds her head. "The showstopper died on the stage."

"Why didn't you say anything earlier?" Wakana frowns at her. "You acted as if nothing happened."

"I wanted to believe that nothing happened." Sayuri holds her head, squeezing her eyes shut. "But I keep getting called from him."

"What?" Wakana blinks her eyes. Dead can't make a phone call. Right? No dead person has called her before. "Is he calling you right now?"

"Yes." Sayuri hands her phone to Wakana. "When I call back, the number is unreachable. At first, I thought that it was a prank call. But the calls keep coming. I reported it to the police. They said that the number was already dead. I tried blocking the damn number. I even tried throwing my phone in the water tub. The calls keep coming."

That's strange. She has never heard of this before. Wakana swipes her finger on the screen and puts the phone against her ear. The atmosphere around her falls into dead silence. Sayuri holds her breath, fisting her hands. 

"Hello?" Wakana's voice is low. Her throat turns dry. Why is the other person not speaking? "If you are dead, I can be of more help than my sister. I have some way to communicate with the dead. Come to me. Don't bother my sister."

"Wakana, don't invite him." Sayuri yells at her, "Matsuda Yuji wasn't a good person."

[...Ha ...Ha ...Ha] Wakana hears the loud sound of breathing. [...Ha]

"Matsuda-san, is it you?" Wakana asks, creasing her forehead. The chill in the air is setting in. Wakana gives a glance to Sayuri who is frozen on the seat. Both of them feel like they are being watched by something in the backseat.

The shadow in the backseat c.o.c.ks his head with a lopsided grin. 

Wakana jumps in her seat when she hears the knocking sound. She screams at the top of her lungs, "Banish, you f.u.c.ker! Go back to where you came from."

"Banish! Banish! Banish!" Sayuri shouts along with her. "Go away, Matsuda, you jerk!" 

Someone knocks on the car's window again. Wakana looks at the man and lets out a breath of relief. The chill from the cat is gone. The air is not too quiet. Wakana pushes the car door open and pulls Sei into her arms. "I am so happy to see you, my husband."

"Is that so?" Sei smiles warmly, placing his palm on the small of her back. "What were you doing?"

"We accidentally called a ghost here." Wakana rubs her face on his shoulder, inhaling his scent that's oddly comforting at this moment. "What a sinister ghost! If I had known that he was that kind of creature, I wouldn't have invited him like that."

Sei raises his brow. Inviting a ghost? What else would he hear from her?

"You should have talked to me before picking up that call," Sayuri yells at Wakana. "Calls from a dead person are bad enough. Why would you tell him that you would help him? He was the worst guy in the universe when he was alive."

"He was your model." Wakan turns around and glares at her. "I thought that you only keep good people around you."

"Geez!" Sayuri shakes her head. "Work-life is different from personal life. Sometimes, you have to work with crappy people. Matsuda was an excellent model, but he had one flaw. He was a womanizer."

"Um…" Sei raises his hand. "Can you explain what's going on?"

"Oh, Brother-in-law, it's been a long time." Sayuri beams at Minami Sei. "I am sorry for not greeting you properly. I was busy freaking out because my sister invited a damn ghost in the car." 

Her saccharine voice laced with a razor-edge sarcasm makes Wakana flinch. Now, who knew that the ghost was bad? Wakana retaliates, "I didn't know that he was bad."

"I am too scared of going home." Sayuri leans against the car's window. "What if he appears in my apartment now?"

"Stay with us tonight," Sei tells her. "I will deal with that ghost."

"Really?" Sayuri looks at him with doubts in her eyes. "You can deal with ghosts."

"Ghosts won't touch you as long as he's near you." Wakana says to her, "He repels ghosts."

And the reason? She has no idea. Perhaps, he also has some kind of special ability like her. 

"Whoa!" Sayuri gives her a thumbs up. "I get it now. He's perfect husband material for you, Wakana."

The corners of his lips curl up into a wide smile. His eyes shine. It seems that one of her sisters already approve of him. Gaining others' approval shouldn't be hard. 

"Come with us." Wakana puts the phone in her pocket and gets out of the car. "There's no way that I will let you stay alone until we exorcise this ghost." 

"Exorcism?" Sayuri tilts her head, surprised. "Is it possible?"

"It's not impossible." Sei signals her to come out. "I will park the car. Go with Wakana. You look like you will pass out at any moment."

"If I hear that ringtone again, I might." Sayuri gives him the key. "Brother-in-law, you are not bad. I feel at ease now."

Sei chuckles. "I am glad."

Only if Elder Sister and Father accept Sei as readily as Sayuri did… Wakana lets out a sigh. One person at a time. Maybe they will also ease up if they hear that Sei can repel ghosts.

A ghost who calls on her phone, huh? Why is that? Did Sayuri wrong Matsuda Yuji in some way? The feeling that the ghost gave her… it was sinister. 

"What are you thinking?" Sayuri asks her after Sei drives away the car toward the parking lot. 

"You are so nice to everyone. I wonder why would that evil ghost come after you." Wakana holds her hand as they enter the apartment building. "I didn't feel hate from him." 

"That womanizer was pestering me to be with him." Sayuri wrinkles her nose in disgust. "I warned him before the show. I would have kicked him out of the team if he didn't correct his behaviour. I didn't know that he would die at the runway like that."

Was it an obsession then? Wakana wonders. Then, what is the extent of that obsession? 

She stops walking when the phone starts vibrating again. Sayuri widens her eyes when Wakan pulls her phone out of her pocket. The number is the same. Matsuda Yuji is calling them again.

The light flickers. Sayuri looks at the light bulb with big and round eyes. "What is going on, Wakana?"

When nobody answers her, she turns her head. Wakana is no longer standing beside her.