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He stood there rigid until Kusamakura spoke up.\n\n“Hey.”\n\n“Y-Yes?”\n\n“You
don’t have a personal shrine in your home?”\n\n“Personal
shrine?”\n\nHe had a feeling that would be something unusual
for a person who lived alone to have. \n\n“I don’t.”\n\nWhen
he answered, Kusamakura groaned in reply.\n\n“Um……what
about it?”\n\n“No, it’s nothing. Anyway—“\n\nBAM,
Tatsumi flinched at the sudden sharp sound.\n\n“Aah,
sorry.”\n\n“Um……?”\n\nWhat
was that just now, he asked as he
tilted his head.\n\n“What, there was a bug.”\n\nKusamakura
replied smoothly. \n\n“Uuh, so what about the
shrine……”\n\n“Nothing, don’t worry about it if you don’t
have one.”\n\nHe tilted his head as he wondered if it was to
pray to the gods to expel the stalker. Come to think of it, Tatsumi
realized he had worried about it being something like a ghost