Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 5 I am an upright person and I will never be a minotaur!

As Kousaka Haruhiko pressed the doorbell, the entrance door opened.

A young woman in a black dress stood at the door.

Her straight calves were wrapped in black stockings and she wore a pair of pink slippers on her feet.

It seems that this customer has been waiting for a long time.

"Is this Mr. Haruhiko Kousaka?" the other party asked hesitantly.

"Are you Ms. Manaka Yumiko? I'm the exorcist you booked." Haruhiko smiled meticulously.

He knew what to do at such times to make the other party believe that he was an exorcist and avoid being kicked out as a liar.

This is valuable experience gained by the original owner through countless painful lessons.

Sure enough, after some conversation and testing each other's depth.

Haruhiko was invited into the room.

Haruhiko Kousaka looked at the luxurious decoration in the room and admired in his heart that it was worthy of being a wealthy family.

There are handicrafts and murals hanging everywhere that look very valuable, but the styles are all strange and even a little out of place.

In other words, the owner of this place doesn't actually understand art, and most likely just puts valuable things on display.

Haruhiko pretended to check each room briefly.

When he came to the living room, Haruhiko suddenly felt that the temperature seemed to be several degrees colder than in other rooms.

He took a quick look and saw that there was no air conditioner installed in the living room.

Why did it suddenly become cold? Haruhiko wondered if there was something wrong with this family.

Then he comforted himself, this is the world of science... well, science. Although there are high school girls who can easily break telephone poles, he has not heard of any legends about ghosts, so he should not worry too much about this issue.

"Do you feel an inexplicable chill?" Yumiko Manaka's voice came from behind.

Haruhiko turned around and saw Mrs. Manaka standing at the junction of the corridor and the living room. Half of her body was in the shadow, revealing half of her pale face.

Haruhiko was startled.

He subconsciously dodged backwards and stood in the center of the room where the fluorescent light was strongest.

He was really worried that Mrs. Manaka would get excited while talking and suddenly drop her head to the ground and smile at him.

"Mrs. Manaka, is this the room where you said strange noises came from in the middle of the night?" Haruhiko changed the subject.

"Yes, this is the living room."

Mrs. Manaka also walked into the range of the fluorescent light, and the foundation on her face was a little thick.

Mrs. Manaka continued, “It felt like someone was talking, and sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and see the refrigerator door open.

There are also cases where dishes are thrown to the floor after being put away.”

This is a common trope in horror movies, Haruhiko thought.

"How long has this been going on?" he asked.

Mrs. Manaka hesitated for a moment and said, “It’s been a while. I went to the temple and prayed for many amulets, but it didn’t work.

To be honest, I have never dared to tell my husband about the situation at home. He is very afraid of things like this. He is also in a critical period of his career recently, and I don’t want to disturb him.

But recently, strange phenomena have become more frequent, and it seems that I can no longer hide them, so I was so anxious to ask you to come here."

Haruhiko nodded, probably understanding the situation.

Then he smiled like a businessman: "Okay, let's talk about the price?"

...

Manaka Yumiko went to make tea, and Haruhiko sat in the living room in question and looked around.

Thinking about what lines to say later.

The space here is relatively large, with a long Western-style dining table, and appliances such as refrigerators and microwave ovens are on the other side of the table.

There is an old clock hanging on the wall, which looks a bit like an antique.

Haruhiko instinctively felt that there was something strange about this wall clock.

"That wall clock is an antique collected by my husband." Yumiko came over with tea. "Please have some tea."

Haruhiko picked up the teacup and took a sip. It was really good, much better than the expired barley tea at home.

The price negotiation process went smoothly.

Haruhiko thought he would have to spend some time talking to the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to directly choose the highest standard exorcism package.

10 million yen.

At least now I don’t have to rush to buy expired lunch boxes every day.

Therefore, Haruhiko worked extra hard, hoping to use his sincerity to move the ghost that might not even exist and reassure Mrs. Yumiko.

The exorcism ritual has a set of fixed and regular procedures, including what lines to say and when, and what talismans to use.

I don’t know whether Haruhiko was used or not, but that’s what the original owner’s father did, and I guess other temples or shrines are similar.

But when Haruhiko took out the props he had prepared in advance according to his memory and prepared to start the ceremony.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the rice cooker in front of him changed.

The originally greyed-out entry for "Evil Spirits Retreat" is suddenly interactive.

Haruhiko quickly focused his consciousness.

Only the words "Evil spirits retreat" flashed for a moment.

A drop-down menu will appear.

A secondary entry appears below in a slightly smaller font.

"Exorcism of Evil Spirits":
Instructions: Find it, kill it.

Is it a skill for evil spirits? That's a perfect match!

Haruhiko was surprised and delighted as he watched the skill being activated before him.

I was happy that the golden finger was actually activated in this situation, but I was shocked that there might really be some dirty thing here?
However, he still calmed his mind and focused his attention on his new skill of exorcising evil spirits.

Then, a strange knowledge was poured into his brain.

The amount of information was a bit overwhelming, so Haruhiko sorted it out briefly. It basically said that his external rice cooker had the ability to liberate the souls of the dead.

His task is to find evil spirits with suitable conditions and throw them into the rice cooker.

The specific operating steps have been imprinted in his mind.

Haruhiko followed the "instructions" on the rice cooker and walked to the wall near the refrigerator.

It seemed as if there was some inexplicable force guiding him.

Haruhiko blurted out subconsciously: "@#…&@! *##@%&."

He didn't know what he was saying, it just came out of his mouth as if by instinct.

Haruhiko had just finished speaking.

A white halo suddenly flashed across the wall in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind blew in my face.

His hair was blown back, and the wind chimes hanging in the room swayed in the wind, making crisp sounds.

Haruhiko turned around and saw that Mrs. Manaka's face had turned green.

This was no surprise; the doors and windows were closed, and there was no room for wind. Kousaka Haruhiko said something strange, and suddenly a strong gust of wind blew up.

This instantly dispelled any contempt that Manaka Yumiko had for the young exorcist.

Haruhiko looked at Mrs. Manaka with a look of horrified awe in her eyes.

He even suspected that if he made some strange requests now, the lady would probably not refuse.

Fortunately, Haruhiko is an exorcist with professional ethics.

He did not choose the Minotaur's style of play.

Instead, he comforted Mrs. Manaka with a few words, and then continued to chant mantras or make hand seals in different places in the room.

This step is to set up a barrier, which is one of the necessary procedures before exorcising evil spirits.

After the arrangement is completed, the next thing should be to take out the rice cooker.

This thought just came into his mind.

call out--

His hand felt heavy, and Haruhiko found that the rice cooker appeared out of thin air in his hand.

He looked at Mrs. Manaka in front of him with some embarrassment.

I thought it was all over. The sudden gust of wind might be explainable, but this ability to create objects out of thin air was inexplicable.

But Mrs. Manaka opposite did not show the expected shocked expression. Instead, she stared at Haruhiko's hand holding the rice cooker with a puzzled look.

"Can you see what I have in my hand?" Haruhiko asked.

Manaka Yumiko shook her head.

Well, it seems that only I can see this rice cooker. That’s good, it saves me a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Haruhiko placed the rice cooker in the corner of the room.

Then, in order to make Mrs. Manaka believe that he was really exorcising ghosts, he took out his usual exorcism props and pretended to fiddle with them.

Haruhiko held a talisman in his left hand and a copper bell for exorcising monsters in his right hand.

He looks like a great onmyoji.

After a useless operation.

Haruhiko came to the rice cooker in the corner and uttered an incomprehensible spell: "…%#%@#@…%."

The voice just fell.

The lid of the rice cooker opened automatically, and a strong suction force came out from inside.

at the same time.

A shrill scream came from behind.

Haruhiko turned around suddenly and saw a big black cat squatting on the antique clock on the wall.

The suction of the rice cooker seemed to cause the black cat pain.

The black cat clung to the antique clock with its claws to resist the suction, but unfortunately it was ineffective.

So it changed its strategy, jumped directly off the antique clock, and ran towards the entrance.

But as soon as it ran to the living room, it was bounced back by a wall formed by an invisible force.

The black cat rolled a few times on the ground and landed near the rice cooker. After struggling for a few times, it was sucked in.

Bang.

The rice cooker lid is closed and the time starts counting down on the display.

4:59
4:58…

five minutes later.

Black steam came out of the rice cooker's vents, just like the hot steam when cooking rice.

The smoke condensed in the air and turned into a cat's face, grinning at Kousaka Haruhiko in front of it.

Then it disappeared with the wind.

Haruhiko Kousaka knew that he had just completed a real exorcism of an evil spirit, and the target of the exorcism was a big black cat with a bad temper.

In Yumiko Manaka's eyes, he just said a few words that people couldn't understand and did some strange actions that people couldn't understand.

Except for the sudden gust of wind, everything was within the scope of what a normal person could understand.

However, Yumiko Manaka suddenly discovered that the unusual coldness had suddenly disappeared.

The home seemed to have regained its warm atmosphere.

This very obvious feeling made Mrs. Manaka look at Haruhiko with admiration.

"Is that...over?" Her voice trembled slightly.

"Yes."

"What is causing trouble in my house? Will it come back?" Mrs. Manaka was a little worried.

"A cat." Haruhiko began packing up the exorcism supplies he had brought. "Has your family had any trouble with cats lately?"

"This..." Mrs. Manaka looked hesitant.

Is that so? Haruhiko sighed.

Mrs. Manaka hesitated for a long time before finally telling the whole story.

In fact, there have been frequent supernatural events in her husband's company recently, and her husband is very afraid of these things.

Mrs. Manaka wanted to help her husband share his worries, so she listened to a friend's advice, spent a lot of money to buy a big black cat from the temple, and then sacrificed the cat.

The cat's bones were placed in the compartment of the antique wall clock.

After hearing this, Kousaka Haruhiko was speechless.

No wonder the black cat has a bad temper. No one would be able to swallow this insult.

Mrs. Manaka asked worriedly, "Will it come back?"

Just as Haruhiko was about to speak, the sound of a key unlocking the door suddenly came from the entrance.

"I'm back." A lazy voice came from the door.

Kousaka Haruhiko's face changed, the voice sounded a little familiar.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

A young boy wearing the uniform of Teitan High School walked into the living room. He had an exaggerated golden crew cut.

Manaka Yumiko turned around and said unhappily, "Didn't I tell you to come back later?"

When Yuta Manaka saw Haruhiko Kousaka in the living room, he froze in place.

He looked at his mother and then at Haruhiko.

For a moment, I couldn't understand what kind of strange connection there was between "come back later" and "Kousaka Haruhiko-san".

Haruhiko recalled what happened at noon.

So before the other person could speak, he grabbed the scalding hot tea on the table and splashed it in Yuta's face.

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(End of this chapter)