Dodoria Santa here, you cant hide shit from me

Her eyes landed on Reigen, tapping away at his laptop like the very picture of a hardworking office man. She studied him quietly for a moment, then folded her arms.

“So you’re the ‘Greatest Psychic of the 21st Century,’ hm?” Seiko’s tone wasn’t mocking, but there was an edge of sharp amusement beneath it. “Quite the title you’ve built for yourself.”

She walked further in, not waiting for an invitation, and gestured for Daichi to sit. “This boy,” she tilted her head toward her apprentice, “is still learning the ropes. I brought him here to watch you work. But...” she leaned forward ever so slightly, eyes narrowing on Reigen, “....before I let him believe every word on your posters, I want to see if you can handle a little test.”

With a flick of her wrist, Seiko produced a small charm paper from her sleeve. A faint pulse of spiritual energy hummed from it just enough to stir the air. She placed it neatly on Reigen’s desk, right on top of his calendar.

“There’s a restless spirit bound to this talisman. Weak. Faint. Harmless. But not nonexistent.” A sly smile curved on her lips. “Why don’t you show us how the Greatest Psychic of this century deals with it? Consider it a warm-up.”

Also, is that a bird plushie? Thing looks freaking alive.

Looking around the office, there are posters of Reigen with a confident smile. Looking between the poster and the man himself, he couldn't believe that he was here!

Daichi sits down on the couch, beaming at the man. This is Reigen. Wow. I can't believe he's real! So real. Given the way he looks, he must mean business, but Master Ayase is not impressed. This test she has him take must prove if he's the real deal or not.

"Hmmm..." Reigen looks at the small charm paper at the sleeve and he can see it. It's weak and harmless. He has to wonder if this . Daichi can see him thinking now. He wonders what is going through the psychic's head. Then he senses something.

He blinks to see something that he thought was a green wisp, but it isn't there anymore. Huh? What was that?

Her fingers tapped lightly against the desk, the talisman resting between them like a playing card she hadn’t decided whether to flip or not.

“Mm. Quite the lecture, Mister Reigen. You speak as though you’ve handled these matters dozens of times.” Her voice was calm, almost polite, but the way her gaze cut into him made it clear she was weighing him. Testing. “Strange, though… I don’t recall asking you for an academic opinion. What I asked....” she leaned forward just slightly, tone sharpening “was for you to do something.”

“And if it’s just remnants, as you say, then this should be child’s play for the Great Arataka Reigen.” She let the words hang, deliberately glancing at the oversized posters of his smiling face on the walls, then back to him. “So go on. Show us this ritual of yours.”

“It’s sucks, outside of cooks..the only people who’d understand me when it comes t’ the importance of where they get their damn produce are old people and friggin’ vegans.” People near his own age group hardly ever cared as long as they could get what they need in bulk from their favorite convenience stores. It’s something he could really talk about but refrains from as they continue to dash through the streets until arriving at her place. 

“Hope we don’ c- well I hope you don’t catch a cold from this, having just realized that contracting these human diseases were on the impossible side for him now. “You have a walkin’ talkin’ good luck charm?” Huh and he thought his house was weird.

“Who the hell you callin’ a walkin’-talki- GAH!!!” She sensed Yusuke youki from where she stood and quickly rushes to the elder woman’s foot to give her paws. “Since when do you bring home demons!?! The hell’s the matter with you sensei!?!”

"We already have you loitering in my house and few others....at least he is in control of himself unlike the rest of the stooges " she sounded a bit harsh but Seiko was still a bit endearing when speaking about folks who live under her roof and often visit her.

Seiko remained leaned on the kitchen doorway carefully watching him make his way around it. Alright it seemed he was not a complete idiot. As much as she enjoyed cooking herself, it didnt hurt to take a break and be treated a meal.....besides maybe even Turbo Granny wont steal her favorite food this time!

"Eh she does eat but mind the portion " she adds with a smug tone feeling the judgmental tone from the evil spirit shooting in her way. "You do your thing I'mma go watch my show~" it was time for the Bakatono! This time she doesnt have to rush her cooking and actually sit back and relax! With that thought she pushes herself from the door way to make her way to the living room!

LQD: S2.04

As Daichi was excited, Seiko dressed in business attire a black pencil skirt, white shirt and a coat, was more composed and calculating.

Daichi smiles, "Sounds like a good plan to me!" Eito chirps in agreement as he is sitting on the sorcerer's shoulder. Daichi follows Seiko inside the building. He has a feeling this trip is going to be really crazy. Daichi is dressed in his 'hero' attire as he wants to introduce himself to Reigen formally.

Even though...his 'chunbiyo' attire is flashy and not to be taken seriously. But Daichi means business! He brought a small blank book because he wanted to get Reigen's autograph! He can't wait to meet the man himself.

Although...it made him wonder what sort of case Master Ayase will give him.

---- Meanwhile ----

In an office room with a few posters advertising this business with great deals!

Sitting at the desk and professionally tapping away at his laptop, the man in charge of Spirits and Such Consultation Office is known as the Greatest Psychic of the 21st Century, is looking through his emails, filtering which jobs to take.

Reigen Arataka!

"Hmmm...." He mutters to himself, looking at these latest jobs. "Another massage appointment, okay....booking that later this week." The blond hums to himself as he writes that down on his calendar, "Uh-huh...ahh...another exorcism...need to talk to Seriwaza....I know he has night classes..Maybe I can ask Mob for this. Yeah..good idea." He nods to himself.

For this 'acclaimed' psychic, it's going to be one of those days.

Her eyes landed on Reigen, tapping away at his laptop like the very picture of a hardworking office man. She studied him quietly for a moment, then folded her arms.

“So you’re the ‘Greatest Psychic of the 21st Century,’ hm?” Seiko’s tone wasn’t mocking, but there was an edge of sharp amusement beneath it. “Quite the title you’ve built for yourself.”

She walked further in, not waiting for an invitation, and gestured for Daichi to sit. “This boy,” she tilted her head toward her apprentice, “is still learning the ropes. I brought him here to watch you work. But...” she leaned forward ever so slightly, eyes narrowing on Reigen, “....before I let him believe every word on your posters, I want to see if you can handle a little test.”

With a flick of her wrist, Seiko produced a small charm paper from her sleeve. A faint pulse of spiritual energy hummed from it just enough to stir the air. She placed it neatly on Reigen’s desk, right on top of his calendar.

“There’s a restless spirit bound to this talisman. Weak. Faint. Harmless. But not nonexistent.” A sly smile curved on her lips. “Why don’t you show us how the Greatest Psychic of this century deals with it? Consider it a warm-up.”

Y’all, I finished another piece and this time it’s of the hot grandma

All jokes aside, Seiko is an EXCELLENT character!! Super complex, BIG big heart, literally the coolest head in the show and easily the most badass — why can’t we have more ladies like this??

At least not before trying to take her head.

Seiko pulled out a pack of cigars and placed a stick between her lips, now where the fuck was her lighter she thought while patting herself in search for one. "Hm is that so? Fuck you are more ancient than I am, lookin great by the way " she added in her typical blunt tone. "Why I ask? Well, In my line of work ya gotta know what kind of folks are your neighbors before shit hits the fan. Like said I aint lookin for trouble and neither will my family but.....it never hurts to establish rules and truce you know what I'm sayin? "

Especially because now she picked up an apprentice, and by Gods that kid might get over his head if he tries something dumb again. The thought caused her brows to furrow and sigh, she really needed a smoke.

“Haha, thank you~” He watched her, tail tapping idly as he listened to her reasoning. Clever, he mused—she was playing a game of diplomacy. Perhaps she sought to shield someone, or simply remain on good terms with the brute next door to ward off any future trouble. Either way, it was a smart move.

“Ah, so you’d rather keep peace with the beast, would you?” He grinned, sharp and toothy. “Well, you’re doing a smashing job of it. Flattery and drink—both effective. If you’re concerned about your apprentice, rest assured: no harm will come to them. Especially now that you’ve given me fair warning. I’m not unreasonable.”

His grin widened. “A dragon, a beast... I’ve been called a demon too. Any label fits, really.”

"Much obliged~" with a hum she leaned in closer as the satisfied sizzle and smoke appeared she took a big inhale and let the thick smoke fill the air around.

They are finally here. Seasoning City.

"This is it, Master!" Daichi said excitedly, looking up to the rounded rectangle sign with black vertical characters that displays, "Spirits and Such Consultation Office". This is the address, alright!

"It's on the second floor of this building," He said. "We just need to head up and go inside."

"Now that we're here...how should we go about this?" He asked Seiko Ayasa, aka Saint Dodoria. "I heard Regien takes on exorcism jobs along with odd ones!"

As Daichi was excited, Seiko dressed in business attire a black pencil skirt, white shirt and a coat, was more composed and calculating.

━━   ❝   𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡..𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨.   ❞   Hell he might even call it smart the way it just refused to come any closer or leave any hint of what it is. Scent was covered and its intentions hidden which leaves Yusuke to suggest that it wasn’t the run of the mill kind of yokai they’re used to fending off. This one is strategizing and thinking but until it gets closer Yusuke wasn’t going to let it ruin his good time, and soo he simply stretches his arms and continues on the path.

"You get the food and I'll prepare for us place to rest.....bring extra if you find. Might as well make an offer to whoever is stalkin us "

In her mind, its better not to go on the offense immediately. If it was possible to sit down, negotiate test each other before tearing apart. That would be the wisest approach. So for now Seiko led on carefully moving through the forest not to make too much noise, each step was calm and calculated.

Seiko a bit amused that he would offer to cook cant help but snort a bit, usually she is the one cooking and nursing her nitwits back to health. Still, she does give him a sold smack in the middle of his shoulder blades. "You think you can make somethin ? Sure I might take night off and enjoy my show, but if you fuck up somethin' in my kitchen I'm kicking you out got it ? " she says while already sprinting ahead of him.

━━   ❝   𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊?! 𝐇𝐚, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨.   ❞  He remembered he’d also get called hours in advance requesting that he’d save at the very least one of the three seats so they could enjoy their meal right when it’s 𝗗𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗟𝗬 𝗢𝗙𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗜𝗟𝗟. So cooking in someone else’ home would be a treat. “Just make sure t’ have good ingredients in your fridge, and…are your veggies farm grown or do ya get that shit from the freezer?”