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"So, you really are a ghost?"
"No! I'm not even dead yet!"
"But you've never been alive either?"
"Um... Yeah, I guess you could say that..."
The talkative young girl, who claimed to be a shikigami, gulped down glutinous-rice dango with such speed and intensity that Hamavaran began to worry she might choke.
"If I had to explain it, I'd say my situation is more like that of a 'ghost-calling.'"
"So like I said, a ghost..."
"Noooo, not that kind of ghost!"
One argument later, Hamavaran finally understood that what she called "ghost-calling" was something roughly equivalent to what in Sumeru is known as "spirit-warding."
Both involve signing a pact using one's real name. The notion that you can command someone when you know their real name is common to many of the world's mystic traditions, and it highlights a core fear held by humans: the fear of being under someone else's control.
With thoughts thusly wandering, Hamavaran once again began to regret specializing in the much-neglected discipline of marine biology instead of mysticism...
First I have to sail all the way to Inazuma, then I have to go through the living hell that is a thesis defense...
But maybe running into this noisy little thing is a stroke of good luck for me...