Aside from the nostalgia bonus, Sadako's threat level was basically zero. After reliving a bit of her childhood memories, Shizuku simply absorbed Sadako into Frostmourne, then went to the Metropolitan Police Department to report the results.
Upon learning that Shizuku had resolved the issue, Inspector Kendo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"So that means there won't be any more problems with that cursed videotape, right...?"
"Don't worry. I've captured the person herself. Whether she gets to cause trouble again depends on whether I allow it... If you're still worried, want me to hand her over so you can lock her up?"
"Use a prison paid for by taxpayers to hold a ghost? Forget it."
Inspector Kendo replied, then sprawled back across the sofa, returning to her previous state of complete laziness as she continued watching the horse racing broadcast before her. It seemed she had no intention of understanding the principle that nine out of ten gamblers lost.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going."
Shizuku glanced around. She had originally considered taking a reference book back to read as a supernatural novel, but eventually gave up on the idea. After saying goodbye, she turned to leave.
"Oh, right, Shizuku."
Just as Shizuku was about to depart, Inspector Kendo seemed to recall something.
"You'd better be careful. Someone might come looking to cause you trouble soon."
"Oh?"
Shizuku immediately stopped upon hearing that.
"Someone's coming to cause trouble for me? The police? Why?"
"Because of this case. They were originally investigating it, but you snatched it from them, didn't you?"
"I snatched it from them... Huh? Wait, weren't you the one who gave me that report?"
Shizuku froze for a moment, then immediately looked at the middle-aged woman sprawled like a salted fish on the sofa as if she