"Hey! You're too inhuman!" Asakura Ryoko kicked up an indignant fuss, but Jiu Ming simply grabbed her by the head and stuffed her back into that backpack.
"Cut it out. I wasn't human to begin with. Be good and lead the way!"
Now he finally understood why Yuki had locked her front door so tightly whenever she went out. So this tiny beauty had never been well-behaved—she was constantly plotting to slip away and make a break for it.
Her fighting ability was just a little tragic, though.
"Oh, right. Look over there." Jiu Ming pointed at a wall some distance away. That stray cat was perched on it, watching them with a leisurely air—and watching the backpack Jiu Ming carried...
Asakura Ryoko utterly gave up on the idea of sneaking away.
"Fine, fine. Yuki answered a phone call once when she went out. I heard her say she was going to the station. Oh, and she brought a swimsuit."
"Hm? In weather like this, it really is perfect for swimming, isn't it?" Jiu Ming looked up at the scorching sun. Standing beneath its direct glare made him feel a little drowsy.
"You're not afraid of sunlight... Are you really a ghost?"
"Huh? Are you blind?"
Jiu Ming didn't mind sunny days, but if he had the choice, he really didn't want to go out in such fine weather. On cloudy days, the light wasn't so bright, making it harder for people to notice anything strange about him. But under such brilliant conditions, his transparency became a serious problem—one glance was enough to spot that something was very wrong.
"Then why haven't you been baked to death?" Asakura Ryoko asked rather unwillingly.
"If I got baked to death, you'd be cat food. Where's the station?"
The route to the station