3: Supernatural club

"Don't be too formal. I'm Hana Kuroda." Hana takes the application form. "So, you are... Arimu-san?" "Oh, please call me Miraru-chan." "Then, you can call me Hana." 

 The evening sun lights the room brightly. It smells like cardboard and dye in there. Most of the room is occupied by the costume station. 2 girls sit on the floor in the front, 3 if you count Miraru, and a boy works on the costume in the back. 

"This is Kei." Kei approaches. "Hello, new member." 

"Soma! Get over here!" Soma responds from where he is sitting. "I'm busy!" 

"We are going out ghost hunting when Soma's done," Hana says. "Do you have any speciality? Any experience in the supernatural?" 

"Well, I just got to Japan. I am unfamiliar with the locality." Miraru pauses to think. "But I am unspookable, and I swear on my name I will never leave you behind." 

"That's it! We will discuss our plan when Soma is done." Hana signs the paper and hands it back to Miraru

Miraru walks to Soma. "Hi." "Hi." "Hi, Soma. What's wrong?" Soma stops working and holds his head. "I keep losing my threads. I don't know where they disappear to." 

Miraru sees a movement at the corner of her eye, perhaps one that everyone but Miraru is oblivious to. They sit down in peace and gesture for the figure to come. 

It is a child, a spirit perhaps, which explains why it is invisible to others. Miraru moves their lips as if they are talking, but no voice comes out, or rather, the words go unheard to the ordinary. "Hello, cute one. How are you?" It points at Miraru. "Weird, funny." Miraru laughs quietly. They take out a piece of paper and fold it into a crane. "So, my friend has been losing his thread balls. If you help me with it, I will give you this crane." 

The spirit observes the crane carefully and thoroughly. It has seen many paper cranes before, but this crane Miraru folded feels different. It is unnaturally beautiful and perfect. The spirit nods in agreement to the offer. It points at a desk. "Under," it says. Miraru nods at it. The spirit then points at Soma. "Cold, scary." "Yeah, I feel that too, but that doesn't mean you can bully him." The spirit bows. "Sorry." "I will let him know." The spirit takes the crane, walks through the wall, and disappears. 

Miraru reaches under the desk the spirit showed them. They feel and pull out three balls of thread, and return them to Soma. "Oh, you found them! Where did you find them? They are all covered in dust." Miraru smiles. "I have been looking under the desks. Sometimes, they roll over and get stuck." Soma nods. "Thanks for finding me these, um... Mira-Miraru." 

"That's right." 

"I am almost done."