Shinjiro sighed. “If it’ll get you to shut up, sure tell me their names. Humour me.”
{霊} —;; "A young child… Miki Sanada and a young woman, taken down in her mid-twenties Amada… She refuses to tell me her first name, nor shall I pry such from her.“ he stated, eyes sorrowful. "Amada-san said, ‘I forgive you’ that you would know what she meant." he sighed a bit. "But of course… I am only a crazy child, ghosts do not exist after all.”
Wait. This kid knew his name? But how? Spirits don’t exist to him. “This has got to be some lame ass trick up your sleeve. Ghosts aren’t real.”
{霊} —;; "Oh aren’t they…?“ If Shinjiro paid very close attention there were spirits formed from leaves around the boy, hovering protectively near him. "Ghosts are real and there is a lady and a young girl watching over you… Would you like their names…?”
“You’re starting to get on my nerves. Get lost, will ya? All of your chatter. Seriously. As if you know anything about me and my heart.”
{霊} —;; "…I know more than you’d think… The spirits whisper even now, Aragaki isn’t it?“ he asked tiredly. ”But I doubt you believe in ghosts…“
“Hey! You should mind your own business! I never asked you for your opinion!”
{霊} —;; “Mind my own business…? The harsh words of others are my business. Do not allow your heart to turn black. Least you regret such your dying day. What if one who loved you heard you say such harmful words and they turned their back to you – Do not allow such a dreadful thing to happen.”
“Too many idiots in this world. Why do I have to see them be complete and utter morons?”
{霊} —;; “You should mind your words, least you grow to regret them soon."
