As Little Gui spoke, Jiang Yu's eyes widened slightly, and there seemed to be a little light in them.
Then the boy nodded at the empty air beside him, offering a word or two in response from time to time, and occasionally waving as though saying goodbye to someone.
Walking beside him, March 7th noticed this, and her expression grew a little uneasy.
She looked nervously at Jiang Yu, cautiously reached out, and patted his shoulder.
"L-Little Fish... what are you doing...?"
"Hm? Oh, I'm listening to ghosts talk," Jiang Yu answered bluntly, without any hesitation.
"Huh? Ghosts?" March 7th's outstretched hand trembled. "You're... you're joking, right?"
"No, really. Hmm... you can think of them as some kind of energy field fixed in place, or spiritual life-forms. Failing that, you can think of them as memetic life-forms like Memokeepers. But their form of existence is harder to detect than a Memokeeper's, and their ability to affect the physical world is pitifully weak."
March 7th stared blankly at Jiang Yu's perfectly serious explanation, but then she felt a chill shoot from her heels to the back of her head. The more seriously he explained it, sounding as though it all made perfect sense, the more she felt that something was wrong...
Could Little Fish... really have seen something?
"It's true." Jiang Yu seemed to see right through March 7th's thoughts. "There are two Foxian ladies right here in front of me, crossing the bridge with us. Behind you is a really muscular man who just chased away a Heliobus that wanted to scare someone. In front of Little Gui is a Vidyadhara holding a little flag. People can't see him, but he seems to really enjoy leading the way."
"Don't! D-d-don't... stop talking!" March 7th immediately stepped forward and covered Jiang