Supernatural Investigation 101: Chronicles Of Nakashima Wakana

When he returns to the human world, four years have passed. He body is still ten years old. His mind doesn't belong to a ten-year-old boy though. He has seen and felt too much. Nothing can bring back the innocence that he lost. 

Being an immortal, he can change his body and take the form he wants.

Choi Minho sighs when he looks at the house that he left years ago. Oh Soo-Mi… she must have left, right? 

He enters the house. After crossing the courtyard that is unusually clean, he opens the door. His foot pauses in the air when he sees the person inside.

"Why," He asks her, "are you here, Noona?"

She raises her head and gives him a bright smile. "Didn't I tell you to call me sister-in-law?"

Her eyes are gone. Choi Minho is filled with shame. He can't enter the house. She should have left. "Why do you want to waste your life on someone who had never deserved you?"

"What do you know?" She places her hand on the blank card. "You are still young. Ask me the same question when you meet that ghost."

Ghost? He goes to her side and takes a seat. "How do you know about the vision?"

"I might not be able to see the future." The fool appears on the card. Is it a new beginning or both of them are simply reckless? She sighs. "She is your destiny."

"But she's already dead." The boy frowns at her. "Is she alive right now?"

"Who knows?" She chuckles. He's certainly interested in the ghost. "Maybe she's alive. Did you find her pretty?"

He blushes, looking away. "She was… beautiful."

"Even if she's a ghost, would you be with her?" She coils her arm around his shoulder. "She could have been dead for years."

"I am an immortal now." Choi Minho takes the card from her hand. "I will convince her to move on and reincarnate. Then, I will find her again."

"Oh, my!" Oh Soo-Mi shakes her head and laughs. "You are already in love with her."

He peers at her. His cheeks are burning red. He doesn't know who that ghost is, he wants that ghost to be happy. Maybe he can make her happy. He will look for her and he will tell her the exact words that he said in the vision. "I saw myself gazing at her with love." 

"Minho, don't hesitate to go after her when you find her." Oh Soo-Mi closes her eyes and leans on his shoulder. "At least, you should have a happy love story."

The boy purses his lips. His eyes fill with sadness. How is he going to find the child who has his brother's curse? "Sister-in-law, I have something to tell you."

***

After a long time, Choi Minho is standing on the same roof that was in the vision. But the ghost isn't here.

"That's odd." He mumbles to himself, "Is she still alive then?"

He doesn't know whether to be happy or sad. If she's alive, doesn't it mean that she would die? 

"I haven't been able to find that child either." He leans against the wall and lights a cigarette. Gazing at the same door in the vision, he smokes for a while. That child's abilities haven't been awakened. If it had, he would have heard something about it. "He didn't remember the details. It's probably because of hellfire."

Nevertheless, he's been able to track his brother's footsteps. But the hospital is already gone. Around seven years ago, the hospital caught on fire and all the past records of the patients were lost. 

"It seems that the gods don't want me to find her either." He tosses the cigarette on the floor and crushes it under his shoe. "How old that child would be?"

She should be around seventeen or eighteen. His brother's awakening happened at nineteen.

"Awakening should happen around this time." Choi Minho stares at the spot where the ghost was standing in the vision. "And where are you? I think that I have become a hopeless romantic for you, my dear ghost."

He wants to remove that sadness from that ghost's eyes. Maybe he will tell her jokes. 

"I don't know you well, but I am in love with you." He chuckles, blushing. "I sounded weird, right?"

It's a bad habit to talk to himself. But he has this bad habit because of that ghost. His every word is meant for her. He will find her someday. 

"You are weird." 

Choi Minho glances at the child-ghost in front of him. The boy is around seven, dressed in a hospital robe. He has seen this boy's ghosts around since this is not the first time he visited this rooftop. 

"Why are the reapers letting you be?" Choi Minho asks the little ghost. "It's already been two years since you died. If you stay here for long, you will become an evil spirit."

"If I become an evil spirit, I will be a cool evil spirit." The boy squints his eyes. "I will fight with you first."

"I am scared." Choi Minho lets out a laugh. "Don't hang in the world of living for long, boy. Reincarnation isn't scary. I have been to purgatory once."

"My mother used to say that school was fun." The boy wrinkles his nose. "I hated it."

"I didn't like school either." His sister-in-law did want him to go to school and complete his education. For an immortal like him, it's only a meaningless task. Would his ghost mind if he tells her that he doesn't even have a middle school diploma? If she minds it, he will get a GED then. Why would a ghost care about a diploma though? 

Seeing him smiling alone, the boy releases his breath. This man is so weird. 

"Ah!" Choi Minho claps his hand. "You can help me find someone."

"Can I?" The boy furrows his brows. Would he?

"I am looking for a ghost." Choi Minho takes out a sketch of a woman from his pocket. "She looks like this. If you ever see someone like her, can you tell her to wait for me here? I will visit this place in spring."

If she's already dead, there's a chance that she's wandering somewhere. Though most ghosts stick to the place where they died, some go away to distant places. He's hoping that she's alive somewhere. Then, he can prevent her death and… 

Who knows? Maybe she will fall for him.

"She's pretty." The boy tells him, "I will ask senior ghosts. They might know something about this. You should stick this picture to the wall. I will bring them here to see it."

"That's a good idea." Choi Minho puts the sketch on the wall in a way that only the ghosts would be able to see it. "I will come back after a week."

"Bring blueberry pie for me." The boy demands, "If I can help you, I want to eat blueberry pie."

Choi Minho raises his brow. "You can't eat it though." 

"So what?" The boy scowls at him. "I want to eat it with my eyes."

"I see." Choi Minho decides not to argue. Are ghosts always this demanding? "I will bring it next time."

After a week, Choi Minho returns to the rooftop. He's been looking for the child, but he couldn't find a single trace. It's strange. Where could that child be?

The boy ghost and other ghosts are floating in the air. They straighten their bodies when they sense him. The boy comes to Choi Minho and says, "Where's my blueberry cake?"

Choi Minho puts the blueberry cake's box on the floor and opens it. "Here."

The ghosts gather around the cake, trying to inhale its sweet scent. The boy looks up at Choi Minho. "Your person is still alive."

"Where is she?" Choi Minho widens his eyes, pleasantly surprised. 

"There was a ghost who visited to the village where she's living right now." The boy replies to him, "He heard that she can see ghosts. She's famous among the dead. Nearly all the ghosts in the city know her."

Can see ghosts? Choi Minho knits his brows. He dismisses the vague doubt in his head. It's not possible. "Tell me the name of the village."

When he finds her in the cemetery, he realizes why he saw that vision about her. Nakashima Wakana, the ghost on the rooftop in the vision, is the girl who received his brother's curse. 

She's the victim. He's the culprit's brother. 

He doesn't have the right to fall in love with her.

***

Can see ghosts? Choi Minho knits his brows. He dismisses the vague doubt in his head. It's not possible. "Tell me the name of the village."

When he finds her in the cemetery, he realizes why he saw that vision about her. Nakashima Wakana, the ghost on the rooftop in the vision, is the girl who received his brother's curse. 

She's the victim. He's the culprit's brother.