Exorcist in America

"Why can't I go in!"

Higa Makoto stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at the person blocking her way, first sweeping him with a suspicious glance.

"It seems there really is something strange inside! I can feel Sister's emotional fluctuations are bigger than ever before. Normally, she doesn't show her emotions, even in the most dangerous times.

Now! She actually has this cautious and careful emotion, and she's even happy!

No, what exactly is she doing?"

The driver who had just picked up York hesitated for a moment, but his face was full of difficulty.

"Miss, this is the Saintess's order, no outsiders are allowed in."

"Am I an outsider?" Higa Makoto demanded.

"No, Miss," the driver said with a troubled look, seemingly unable to withstand the pressure, his expression growing more distressed.

"Then why won't you let me in!" Higa Makoto stared at the driver, seriously speaking.

"Higa Yamashita! Be careful, or I'll complain about you to Sister!"

Saying this, Higa Makoto seemed to feel the threat was not strong enough, adding another sentence, her left hand still on her hip as she pointed at the driver with her right hand.

"If you don't let me in, just wait, I'll definitely trouble you later!"

This move completely overwhelmed the driver, who knows the Miss's personality; she would do as she said, sometimes acting on a mere fleeting thought.

Saying she would really trouble him later meant she definitely would, and who could withstand that!

Compared to doing something wrong, the Saintess who only gave a cold look and did nothing was much less troublesome than this Miss, who was the most difficult person in the family.

The driver, making a snap decision and thinking quickly, bit his lip and said.

"Miss, please wait a moment, I'll go report."

Higa Makoto immediately changed her stance, crossing her arms and huffing.

"Hurry up!"

The driver, looking helpless, bowed his head and hurried away, running towards the inside.

Izakaya.

Higa Makoto's variety of assertive tactics brought a smile to York's face.

His action also caught the attention of Higa Kotoko, who had been watching secretly.

"What are you laughing at?"

York turned to look at the puzzled Higa Kotoko, smiling.

"It seems Makoto is coming."

Higa Kotoko was stunned for a moment, she hadn't told Makoto about York's visit, how could she suddenly come?

"Must be because of your emotional fluctuations," York guessed as he picked up some food with chopsticks, seeming to understand Higa Kotoko's confusion.

"I remember you sisters seem to have a telepathic connection, able to sense each other's situation. You are stronger, able to sense what Makoto is doing and where she is, while Makoto can probably only sense your emotional fluctuations."

Overall, the emotional fluctuations were so intense that they were sensed by the sister. In front of me, stop pretending, no need to call me Bishop, just call me brother.

The fig leaf suddenly lifted, Higa Kotoko's hands under the table clenched together, she bit her gums, unable to resist glancing at York, wanting to say something.

But the footsteps from outside interrupted her.

It was the driver, bravely walking in.

Higa Kotoko gave a very cold look, and the driver who had just come over felt a shiver down his spine, his back already sweating profusely, he quickly knelt on one knee. His intention to report for Higa Makoto had vanished completely.

"Please forgive me, Saintess!"

He thought the Saintess would punish him, but the moment he knelt, the Saintess only said.

"Let her in."

Clearly, the Saintess knew what was happening outside and why he had come.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate that he probably wouldn't face severe consequences, but the cold sweat was real. He bowed his head even deeper, respectfully replying.

"Yes, Saintess."

"Miss," the driver wiped the cold sweat from his forehead outside, addressing the suspicious-looking Higa Makoto.

"The Saintess invites you in."

"Did Sister scold you?" Higa Makoto asked, looking at him.

The driver shook his head vigorously.

Higa Makoto's expressive and rolling eyes seemed to feel that everything was fine, and sensing from her sister's stable emotions, it seemed there was also a touch of shyness.

So, she adjusted the backpack that had slipped down her back, and when she walked past the driver, she didn't forget to pat his shoulder, comforting.

"Higa Yamashita, it's okay, I'll plead for you since I asked you to report."

What she didn't know was that her mature tone completely mismatched her youthful appearance.

But the driver named Higa Yamashita was very

 moved, exclaiming "Ha!" in relief.

"Hmm!"

Higa Makoto nodded in satisfaction, then under the gaze of the Higa family, walked towards the izakaya.

However, as she approached, she grew more and more suspicious, unable to understand what could make her sister, who was usually as stoic as an iceberg, change so dramatically.

"Could it be a future brother-in-law?"

A sudden insight brightened Higa Makoto's eyes, she hurriedly ran with her backpack.

Just as the people beside her bowed and she rushed into the izakaya, Higa Makoto was stunned at the sight of York, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open.

"Ah!!!"

Seeing York's smile, she screamed, choosing to ignore Higa Kotoko's cold face.

"Onii-chan!!!"

Watching Higa Makoto rushing over with a scream, moving very quickly, not only did Higa Kotoko become speechless, but even York felt a bit overwhelmed.

"Wait! Makoto, stop! Don't jump!!"

For the first time in such a situation, York used his psychic power.

"So why didn't Sister tell me!" Higa Makoto, holding one arm, looked at Higa Kotoko's cold face and said.

"I was going to tell you tomorrow." Higa Kotoko glanced at her sister, still clinging to York's arm, her tone icy, her expression growing even colder.

"You're not a child anymore, don't be rude to Bishop York."

"I! Will! Not! Let go!" Higa Makoto declared, looking up at York, her eyes sparkling, seemingly ignoring Higa Kotoko, with only York in her eyes.

Higa Kotoko began to emit a chill.

Sss!

This scene made York involuntarily take a sharp breath; he now understood why the driver found Higa Makoto so troublesome.

So many people outside didn't dare to approach, avoiding her like a viper, only that poor driver bravely stood in front of Higa Makoto.

"Makoto, you're grown up." York chose to avoid Higa Makoto's gaze, using eating to cover his own fluster.

"You should understand the difference between men and women, you can't always be clinging to my arm, it'll affect my movements."

"Oh!" Higa Makoto glanced down, seeming to find this very reasonable, but while letting go, she added.

"Only Onii-chan can make me do this! Otherwise, for anyone else! Hmm!"

"Yes, that's right, well done." With his arm finally freed, York inwardly relaxed, feeling no regret for the lost contact, but rather a vague regret.

During his time living in the island nation, when he encountered the Higa sisters, he was filled with a mischievous pleasure in teasing children, always letting Higa Makoto call him Onii-chan.

"If only I hadn't done that at the time."

York thought, regretting that there was no such thing as a pill for regret in the world, seeing Higa Makoto's current situation, the girl from those years had become quite troublesome.

However, this matter didn't really concern anything; rather, there was something odd about the aura on Higa Makoto.

Because that was the aura of a curse.

"You saw?" York looked at Higa Kotoko.

Higa Kotoko nodded.

"I saw."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Higa Makoto asked, puzzled.

York stopped his chopsticks, suddenly stretched out his hand towards Higa Makoto's head and grabbed something in her bewildered gaze, crushing the aura of the curse right there.

A tiny scream echoed.

"Makoto, can you tell me, where have you been recently?" York looked at the dissipating black energy in his hand, his tone gentle.

"Or, have you heard any strange stories, encountered any strange people."

This type of curse wouldn't usually affect someone like Higa Makoto, but carrying a curse meant she had been targeted by some ghostly entity.

And this entity was powerful enough to ignore Higa Makoto's spiritual power and still cast a curse, indicating it was more powerful than Higa Makoto and intended to devour her.

Considering that neither Higa Makoto nor anyone else had noticed this strand of curse until she was in front of the two of them, this ghostly entity must be quite powerful.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been until Higa Makoto came before them that they noticed.

After all, Higa Kotoko was among the strongest in the island nation, even considered a top figure among them, unmatched in spiritual power, and knew more methods than anyone else, not only inheriting Shinto but also knowing the ways of the miko, the dance of people, and Buddhism.

As for him, it might be better left unsaid.

Higa Makoto, being a spirit medium, saw the image that appeared in York's hand, and as a medium, her mind naturally brought up

 related memories, she said perplexedly.

"Could it be that just wandering around because of a story can get you cursed?"

York habitually raised an eyebrow, glancing at Higa Kotoko, feeling like she was still the same as ever, taking the lead in everything, and curiously asked.

"What story?"

Higa Makoto sneaked a glance at her sister, feeling guilty, and began to whisper about her activities.

Higa Makoto was a senior in high school, and her school had somehow started circulating a legend.

It was said that at a nearby school, three female students and a male teacher had suddenly died, their deaths very gruesome.

The first female student, although her body was intact, had almost all her bones including her facial bones broken, a truly horrifying death. The second's body parts were missing, leaving only her lower jaw, and the third's head had been twisted several times, so that her neck looked like a twisted rope staring at her unblinking head.

As for the male teacher, his lower half was missing.

Higa Makoto was curious and inquired about their cause of death, eventually finding out that they had all visited a certain house, though which house it was remained unknown.

If it were someone else, perhaps they would have left it as a mere rumor.

But who is Higa Makoto? She's the big demon of the Higa family, self-proclaimed genius spirit medium! She directly used the Higa family's resources to investigate the area and eventually found that school, named Kei Sakura High School.

According to the police files, Kei Sakura High School had indeed seen the deaths of three female students and a male teacher within a year.

Strangely, their deaths matched exactly the description in the legend.

Moreover, it wasn't just these four people who died; the pregnant wife of the male teacher was brutally murdered by a drunk intruder at home on the night of his death, her unborn child cut out of her belly.

And this deranged killer who appeared on home surveillance cameras strangely died on a pile of trash that same day.

The police had investigated for a long time and couldn't find the cause of their deaths, no matter what means they used, and had to file these cases as unresolved mysteries.

Higa Makoto sensed something was off and took a different approach to investigate where these four had lived, finding that they all lived very close together within a certain area.

Plus, from the information gathered, their range of activities wasn't very large.

Ultimately, Higa Makoto, bold and daring, would occasionally wander around this area, trying to find.

Higa Makoto had just said this when Higa Kotoko cut her off, speaking coldly.

"Shut up! If it weren't for my protective charm on you, you would have died long ago!"

Higa Makoto was stunned, unable to believe this statement, instinctively pulling out a charm from her neck.

The charm, covered with various symbols, was already stained with black spots, a sign of corrosion.

"But, but, it wasn't like this before." Higa Makoto murmured, immediately clinging to York's arm again, as if she had found a supporter.

"I just wanted to see."

But she stopped there, not daring to continue because she sensed that her sister was really angry and feared a beating.

York's lips twitched, not looking at Higa Kotoko's increasingly sour face.

These two sisters were always like this, neither yielding to the other, but would fight to the death for each other when it came to it.

"It seems the influence is getting stronger," York said calmly, breaking the atmosphere of loving and fighting.

Higa Kotoko remained silent, understanding York's meaning.

York's tone was steady and strong, looking down at Higa Makoto clinging to his arm.

"Even you didn't realize you've been cursed, Makoto, which shows this ghostly entity is quite powerful."

Saying this, York stroked Higa Makoto's head.

"Interesting, Makoto, where did you wander? Take us to see."

Higa Makoto's eyes brightened, and she nodded.

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