This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 257 - 204. Beichuan Master is Unhappy (Goal of 9000 Words Achieved)_2

Chapter 257: Chapter 204. Beichuan Master is Unhappy (Goal of 9000 Words Achieved)_2

"Are we already in Ibaraki Prefecture? That’s quite a coincidence. Actually, the person I wanted to discuss something with is also at my house. If Beichuan Master plans to come over, we can host him here," said Hirakawa Ichiro in a somewhat surprised tone.

"It would be impolite to refuse."

Beichuan Si hung up the phone and casually lifted Nishijou Kurenai who had sneaked out of a travel shoulder bag.

"Let’s go, Kelian."

"..." said Nishijou Kurenai.

She pointed at the television on one side, then at herself, and made a bicep flexing gesture to indicate that her desired fitness program was about to start and suggested Beichuan Si go alone.

After some thought, Beichuan Si didn’t force Nishijou Kurenai to do something she didn’t want to do. He set her down, "Alright, watch over our things while I’m gone. Just try not to make too much noise."

Nishijou Kurenai stood on the ground, nodded, and waved her round arms at him, signaling him to be cautious.

"I will."

Beichuan Si responded, then closed the door.

He thought for a moment, took out his keys, and double-locked the sliding door to prevent Nishijou Kurenai from wandering off.

After ensuring everything was secure, Beichuan Si greeted the landlady and left for the Hirasaka’s house.

As mentioned earlier, the lodge was only a ten-minute walk from the Hirasaka’s house. Beichuan Si intentionally quickened his pace, arriving at Hirakawa Ichiro’s doorstep in about five or six minutes.

Hirakawa Ichiro was waiting at the door, and as soon as he saw Beichuan Si approaching, he greeted, "Beichuan Master, you’ve arrived?"

"...Yes," Beichuan Si responded indifferently, his expression somewhat grim.

It was a bleak beginning, and his grim expression was understandable.

But as Beichuan Si always had a cold demeanor, Mr. Hirasaka didn’t notice the subtle undertones in his voice, and he nonchalantly led him into the mansion, saying, "Beichuan Master, we need your help again this time."

"Yes," Beichuan Si glanced at him, a faint shadow of darkness flickering in his eyes.

The two entered the living room on the first floor.

In the living room, a man dressed in a gray suit had already been sitting on a small round cushion.

Upon seeing Hirakawa Ichiro and Beichuan Si walk in, he stood up and amiably greeted, "Uncle Hirasaka."

His face was congenial, exuding a likeability that ordinarily inspires trust—a genuinely good-natured face.

The man in the gray suit then looked towards Beichuan Si, hesitated at his overly youthful appearance, but still asked politely, "Is this Beichuan Master?"

"Yes," Beichuan Si nodded in acknowledgment.

He felt as though the title ’Mage’ was a hat irreversibly stuck on his head.

The three of them took their seats again. As an intermediary, Mr. Hirasaka naturally didn’t just sit idly.

He sipped some tea to moisten his throat before introducing, "Beichuan Master, this is Dean Suzuki from the Ibaraki Second Mental Hospital."

"Mr. Suzuki, this is the Beichuan Master I mentioned to you, Beichuan Si. Despite his youthful appearance, Beichuan Master’s abilities are reassuring. We’ll likely have to rely on him to resolve this issue."

"It’s a pleasure to meet you, Beichuan Master."

Suzuki Fumi extended his hand and shook hands with Beichuan Si.

"What kind of incident is it?" Beichuan Si sat back down and asked.

For these two big men who casually call themselves ’Beichuan Master,’ Beichuan Si would rather face those more adorable vengeful spirits than them.

With his composed and straightforward demeanor, Suzuki Fumi also nodded and didn’t dawdle before saying,

"I won’t hide it from Beichuan Master, recently some strange things have indeed happened at Ibaraki Second Mental Hospital."

Suzuki Fumi’s ’good-natured face’ wrinkled as he said, "It started with a few patients reporting that they saw a black, distorted figure dressed like a doctor carrying a shovel."

He stretched out his hand and gestured, "Since they were all mental patients reporting this, I didn’t initially pay much attention. However, afterward, a nurse on duty discovered that there indeed was someone with a shovel walking around in the closed outdoor activity area."

"It can’t be said that the facilities of Ibaraki Prefecture Second Mental Hospital are complete, but it is exceedingly difficult for anyone to infiltrate, and we can’t allow anyone to infiltrate. Besides, what does this man want inside? What is his purpose? The next day, I strengthened the security, and observed the surveillance..."

A look of fear appeared on Suzuki Fumi’s face, "Beichuan Master, you have seen a lot and would understand... That man with the shovel... He just appeared out of nowhere. He came out from the disgusting liquid on the ground. Do you understand? He just appeared out of nowhere."

Suzuki Fumi could still barely control his emotions without becoming too distraught. But his voice had already begun to shake.

"Go on," Beichuan Si said and reached out to soothe the other’s emotions.

"After that, I had people observe the area where he appeared and where he moved. Initially, that man could only wander near the cafeteria, but gradually he could even go near the second-floor wards. Especially recently, there have already been patients beginning to disappear, and to prevent accidents, I have stopped the night shifts for nurses and doctors near the first and second floors."

Suzuki Fumi exhaled heavily, no longer caring about his image. He came over and grabbed Beichuan Si’s hand, pleading, "Beichuan Master, do you have a way to solve this? If this issue is not resolved, not only will part of the hospital’s operations be halted, but also the emotions of the doctors and nurses can’t stabilize. At this rate, the Second Mental Hospital will have to be shut down."

"I understand," Beichuan Si pondered for a moment and then nodded in agreement, "This matter overall seems simple. Tomorrow, I would like to visit your hospital myself. That should be no problem, right?"

"No problem, as long as Beichuan Master agrees."

Suzuki Fumi wiped the sweat from his forehead, his ’good-natured face’ squeezing out a forced smile, "Regarding the payment for this matter, Beichuan Master, how does three million yen sound?"

Three million yen?

Beichuan Si’s expression changed.

Just a trip and a spirit removal, and three million yen could easily be in hand—it seemed far too easy.

Those who run hospitals indeed play in a different league, able to manipulate such capital.

Considering this, Beichuan Si also felt fully justified in taking the money. After all, the other party was also someone who could afford to run a hospital; they wouldn’t really care about this few million yen.

"I will personally visit tomorrow. Also, regarding those affected patients as well as the nurses and doctors, I hope Mr. Suzuki can cooperate with me and allow me to interview them individually."

"Absolutely no problem, leave everything to me," Suzuki Fumi assured, thumping his chest.

"Good. Then that’s all for today. Dean Suzuki, Mr. Hirasaka, I shall take my leave."

Beichuan Si got up, unaffected, greeted the two, and promptly left.

Watching Beichuan Si leave entirely, Suzuki Fumi couldn’t help but sigh, "Truly mature beyond his years. When I was Beichuan Master’s age, hearing about a case or a reward of three million yen would have excited me for who knows how long. But on Beichuan Master’s face, there was no expression, as if this sum of money means nothing to him."

Hirasaka Ichiro also joked upon seeing his demeanor, "Isn’t that the truth? I have personally seen Beichuan Master exorcising spirits. If it weren’t for my good relationship with your father, I wouldn’t have introduced him to you."

After saying this, he also genuinely sighed,

"I really want Hideki’s bunch of kids to see, how at such a young age, he already seems unaffected by external matters."

Saying this, he and Suzuki Fumi exchanged a smile.