Truth Everywhere Within Range

Tokyo, Suginami Ward, Japan.

In a public park.

The bright moon hung high, the night sky tranquil, broken only by the chorus of insects, making the park seem especially deep and secluded.

Qiao Qiao walked along a winding path, pulling a suitcase behind him, the road illuminated solely by moonlight.

Ahead, a massive cherry tree appeared within his sight.

"This vengeful spirit has troubled us for over a month now," said the man beside Qiao Qiao, dressed in a dark blue uniform. He was the head of park security, named Saburo Fujisawa.

As they walked, Fujisawa explained the situation. The vengeful spirit had haunted the park for more than a month, injuring several security guards, and almost causing a homeless man to drown in the lake.

Had the budget allowed, Fujisawa would have sought help from the Grand Shrine to exorcise the spirit. Yet, the young man before him, Qiao Qiao, was rumored to be an efficient exorcist, charging reasonable fees and offering excellent service—far more cost-effective than any shrine or temple.

Still...

Fujisawa studied Qiao Qiao from head to toe. The boy seemed barely twenty, still clad in a high school uniform. He dragged a large black suitcase whose contents were unknown.

Fujisawa had once witnessed a renowned monk from Asakusa Temple exorcise a spirit. With a single strike, radiant Buddhist light washed over the area, and even two streets away, Fujisawa felt his soul cleansed.

He wondered which school of exorcism this young man belonged to. He didn’t seem like a monk. Pe