"What are you thinking, girl?!?" protested Mosuke. He should have known better than to expect much sympathy from Anna. "We're short on dishes this morning, and I need you to wash them." She never really inquired after his health before. "Better, I think." Manta rubbed the back of his head ruefully. "How are you feeling this morning, Manta-dono?" asked Amidamaru. "Good morning, Yoh-kun," the short blonde boy replied. The young shaman was standing over the stove, preparing some vegetables to go with the morning's rice. "Good morning, sleepyhead," called out Yoh as Manta made his way into the kitchen. "What was that about?" asked the ghost, scratching his head. "I didn't really think so," he mumbled softly. Perhaps he was wrong about being able to touch ghosts. There might as well have been nothing there. His fingers simply slid through the insubstantial sleeve. "I just want to try something." Cautiously, Manta put his hand towards where Mosuke's sleeve would be. "What's going on, Manta?" asked the adult ghost as he drifted over to his small friend. "Um, Mosuke-san? Could you come here for a moment?" He paused and looked back at his ghost friend. He tied up the belt and turned towards the door of the room. I'm getting up." Manta got out from under the covers and reached for a robe and pulled it on. And I'm not going to grow taller any faster if you try and stuff me with food. You won't get any bigger if you don't eat right." "Um, I don't know if I am really hungry this morning." "Where is everyone?" he asked the ghost of the sword smith. "Good morning, Mosuke-san," replied the boy as he sat up and stretched. Manta opened his eyes and looked into the semi-translucent face of Mosuke, the blacksmith. "Good morning, Manta," said a gruff voice that was more felt than heard. Yet another change in the already shaky world of Manta Oyamada. Before he could only see ghosts, but now he could touch them. She had no physical form, but he was able to feel her lips against his and he felt her hand brush his cheek. Yeah, it involved letting her possess him, but that didn't really meant much, right?īut they had also kissed. What did he do that made her think that he could ever be a shaman? He helped a ghost complete her quest so that she could rest in peace. The words didn't provide much comfort, but they did give the boy something to think about. But he did fall in love with her, so it was only natural that he would miss her when she was gone.īut before she left, Misa told Manta that she thought that he could become a great shaman. He didn't expect to miss a ghost, but then again, he didn't think that he would have fallen in love with one either. He had said good-bye to a ghost by the name of Misa only the night before. It took a moment to put a name to what he was feeling. He felt the warm sun on his face, shining through the window in Yoh's room. Manta Oyamada woke to a bright sunny day at the En inn. And I still prefer the name of 'Manta' over the name 'Morty' -I just do. This story is centered more around the anime than the manga, so there is quite a few spoilers in this tale in regards to the anime. Actually, the whole ONGC story can fit around the middle of this fic. This story is a sequel to No Shaman Required and One Night's Ghostly Contemplation.
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