![]() Carelessly Yusuke waved with his hands, before putting his hands in the pockets of his trousers. Immediately they pointed their spears at the figure, as he appeared out of nowhere, but as soon as they realised who was standing before them, they immediately withdrew their weapons. On each side, parallel to the pillar stood a guard. Like a raindrop dispersing into a lake, Yusuke drifted into the wall.Īs he opened his eyes again, the brilliant gateway stood right in front of him. A sizzling noise came up as he touched the surface. With confident steps, the young man made a followed the glowing projection on the house wall. A thin light ray escaped from the device and projected, like a beamer, an image of the entrance gate of Koenma’s palace. From the pocket of his backpack, he took a small remote and pointed its head at the battered stonewall in front of him. Carefully he scanned the alley to ensure nobody was there. With a powerful motion, Yusuke swung his backpack over his shoulder as he turned into a deserted side street. He packed the rest of his stuff, closed his ramen booth, and made his way to the spirit world. Once again, he turned the control wheel of his gas cooker, only to turn it off. With a brief sigh, the so called spirit detective scratched the back of his head and stuck the letter into the pocket of his trousers. You are called to immediately appear in person in Reikai on King Enma Jr.’s demand.” This is an adjuration of its highest rank. “To our loyal spirit detective Urameshi Yusuke, A bright smile formed on his lips as he spotted his name and the emblem of the spirit world. He cleaned his palm on his apron, then unfolded the small paper. The young man watched the fading silhouette go before analysing the folded letter in his hand. A sudden grin escaped from the unknown person before he pushed himself from the counter and disappeared in the darkness of the street. Waiting for his counterpart to extend his hand, the cloaked man let the object fall into the shop-keepers palm. With a rough voice, the man greeted the young vendor and revealed his fist, holding cautiously onto a frail item. ![]() His eyes were hidden behind a pale brown fedora and most of his lower face was covered by the upright-standing collar of his trench coat. As soon as he collected the seven-thousand yen the customer left on the counter, another person sat down. With a snapping click sound, the man turned up the flame of his portable gas cooker and instantly the soup started boiling and bubbles appeared on the liquid’s surface. Chopping several ingredients like cabbage, garlic, and scallions, he added them to the broth. Wiping the mixture of sweat and fume from his forehead, he continued to stir in the oversized pot with the ramen. He gave it to the guest sitting in front of him, not caring about the few drops that escaped the dish. With a brisk move, the young man filled a ceramic bowl with a scoop of freshly made soup. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 18,951 Chapters: 20/? Comments: 8 Kudos: 37 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 1,486 Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.
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