An Unidentified Ghost and the Next-World Task Force – Part 01

This place had once been nothing more than a vast open field. In time, people began to settle there, but during the Edo period it was consumed by a great fire. In the modern era, it burned again under air raids. And now, it was covered so completely in reinforced concrete buildings and asphalt that there was nothing left to burn.

The southern part of Sumida Ward in Tokyo, on the eastern bank of the Sumida River, had once been called Honjo, a place considered remote even within Edo. But now, like the rest of Tokyo’s twenty-three wards, it was lined with rows of buildings.

Click, click. Heels tapped against the asphalt.

A lone woman was walking down a back street in Honjo. She looked to be on her way home from work, her steps slightly unsteady after going out drinking with coworkers.

“Ugh. I have work tomorrow.”

She idly thought about how she