Eiji stood slightly nervous, ready to attack or flee at any moment.
He had noticed a kind of presence following him since the morning, he didn't know how to describe this feeling exactly.
But if he had to describe it, he would say that he felt like he was being spied on by countless eyes in the darkness.
It was then that a woman in her early forties with short black hair and wearing a rather daring outfit appeared in the dark alley and walked towards him with a big smile on her face.
"Who are you, speak up or I'll kill you, right here and now!"
Eiji's chains quickly slip from his arm as the woman in front of him, giving off a sinister aura, continues to smile.
A hoarse voice that sounded neither like a man's nor a woman's voice came out of the mouth of the woman whose lips didn't even move.
The dark and sinister aura quickly dissipated when the woman fell to the ground under Eiji's stunned eyes.
"Is this a spiritual possession? No, I haven't seen any ghosts and this woman no longer seems to possess ....."
He reflects for a moment on what just happened before noticing that the woman was slowly rising from the ground with an expression of panic and terrors.
She looked at Eiji for a moment and gave a loud scream before running away with a frightened look on her face.
"So it was you... who destroyed my little spell of luck..."
In this phase what immediately caught Eiji's attention were the words "Spell" and "Luck", he immediately remembered the lucky anulet he had destroyed on behalf of Ito.
"So you're the one who tricked Ito? What do you want? Revenge?"
The woman then began to laugh frantically without moving her lips and said:
"I'm busy at the moment... but I'll see you again....."
Eiji didn't chase her, the facial expression of the woman on waking up had already made him realize that she had no useful information.
He looked around for a moment and making sure he was not being followed continued on his way to the office.
. . . . .
Dewa, who was working on his computer, stopped, looked up at the screen and watched Eiji coming home from the office with a tired expression.
"Your meeting with the principal was helpful? you got the information you wanted?"
Eiji sat down on one of the sofas and nodded his head in response to Dewa's question.
"What did you find out?"
"Our respected client's brother may be a psychopath who's been murdered by the ghost of one of his victims."
Dewa, surprised, stood up vigorously from his chair in amazement.
"Wait! Wait! Can you explain to me, I'm a little lost in this story."
Eiji began to tell him the information he had obtained from the director and added some of his own conclusions.
"I already knew you suspected the kid of killing animals, but a human is different, are you sure of your deduction?"
"You can never be 100% sure of anything but I'm at least 75% certain of my conclusion, Iwamoto Tomiju was a murderer."
Dewa sat down on his chair and shook his head.
"Even if that's the case, it's out of our area, we have no evidence, and it would be a waste of time to incriminate a dead man for murder, if our client heard our opinion on this case, she might get angry and fire us."
"I know."
The two men remained silent, Dewa shook his head and continued working on his computer.
Eiji got up and went to pick up two books, then returned to sit on the couch before curiously asking Dewa.
"What are you doing?"
Dewa smiled proudly and turned the computer screen towards Eiji who then saw a website with a logo that had Tokyo Exorcist written on it.
"I created a website for our company to increase our visibility, I also launched an internet advertising campaign."
"Wait, how much did that cost us?"
Dewa looked pensive and pretended to calculate a few things and said with a smile:
"Almost all the money we've made so far."
"Dewa, you old bastard, I'll kill you!"
Eiji, put that table down! Surely you don't want to commit murder? Do you? Ahg!!!"
. . . .
South Korea, Seoul...
Park Corporation Building...
A beautiful young woman, one year old, 1m79 tall, black hair, was sitting in an extremely luxurious office, with a smile on her face, looking at a doll made of black straw with bone needles piercing it whole body and several strange inscriptions engraved on it.
"We will meet again and these chains will be mine..."
She sensually licked her lips before laughing frantically to the point of frightening the secretary who had just entered the office.