Takezawa's Ghost - Episode 20
Michi comes to visit me about once every three days.
 If that rhythm remains intact, he should appear late tonight.
 He may not seem as ghostly anymore, but his penchant for the late night hours still makes him ghostly.
 I’m also suffering from insomnia these days, so waiting late at night wasn’t a problem for me.
 I can’t turn on the lights because Machida will get angry, but I stave off the boredom by closing my eyes and thinking.
(How do I cut it out?)
 From now on, I’m going to ask Michi to communicate with me in a squiggly way.
 Why?
 From what I had heard so far, I thought that Kunekune had an extraordinary obsession with women, and that’s why he would listen to me.
 Furthermore, we thought that being in the same category would work to our advantage in getting our point across.
 But I’m a little hesitant to suggest that.
 Michi and I are in a relationship where we simply use each other.
 I’m going to beat half to death the people who drove Michi to her death.
 Michi helps me with strange problems that I, a human, cannot solve.
 This is how the power balance between the living and the dead is maintained.
 However, relying on Michi here would upset the balance.
 The reason I think so is because of the order.
 First, I took revenge on Kanzaki Miiko on Michi’s behalf.
 Next, Michi saved me when I was about to be killed by some kids.
 And now I’m trying to owe Michi another favor.
 If all went well, it would be my turn next.
“…What should I do?”
“What?”
 There was someone who responded to every one of me.
 Of course, it’s Michi.
………
“Overthinking it”
 This was Michi’s reaction after saying everything she was thinking, that there was no need to act cool at this point.
“You can’t quantify trust, so don’t worry about it. I want to help you, so I’ll cooperate. That’s all.”
 One of my bad habits is that whenever someone says something to me, I immediately argue.
 But this time, even those ingredients are nowhere to be found.
 Hence the silence.
“Okay, okay. That’s the end of this story. So? Where is this wiggly thing?”
“…Um, it’s been stuck to the ceiling for a while now.”
 Although I felt bad for ruining Michi’s mood as she seemed a bit excited, I decided to tell her about the mistake she’d made right from the start.
“Picture?”
 Michi looks up.
 There, the stalker was looking at me with an indecipherable face.
“…I still can’t see it.”
 Come to think of it, you said it’s hard to tell even at the stain stage.
“Maybe it’s because I’m too weak…”
 Hmm.
 Is that how it is?
 Because of the difference in strength, they are unable to sense the movements.
“Sorry. But even though you’re all excited, if you can’t even see, then there’s no point in talking to me…”
“No. There’s no need to be so depressed…”
 Machida-san can fight ghosts, so it would be cruel to expect him to go toe-to-toe with him.
 As for me, I can only see it because I’m cursed.
 So it’s no wonder I can’t see this one.
 Rather than lamenting that we don’t have any, let’s make do with the cards we have now.
“Well, just having you there will make it harder for them to lay hands on you.”
“That’s right! So don’t cry!”
 What followed me was a synthesized voice that made me feel uneasy just hearing it.
 In other words, it was squirming.
 It wasn’t the turn of events I had expected, but I managed to lure him in.
 But still, he likes women.