Typical
For Tokyo’s best medium, there was no such thing as an average workday.
Ghosts, ghouls, djinns, curses – Sumeragi Subaru had faced them all at some time or another, the ghosts more often than anything else, of course. And though some of the things he saw fell somewhat outside the realm of his job description, he dealt with them anyway. Who else was going to, if not him?
Hokuto said she was going to write him his own theme music.
Seishirou politely inquired if she would accompany him on the job to play it upon his entrance.
Hokuto stated that she would supply him with a cassette player and a recording.
Subaru thought that maybe it was time he got some hired help.