The epilogue, or maybe, the punch line of this story.
The next day, I was roused from bed as usual by my little sisters Karen and Tsukihi. The fact that they were doing this seemed to indicate that my apology, essentially a statement of unconditional surrender, had worked, safely dissipating their anger. That, or maybe it was my promise that while I couldn't do anything for Mother's Day this year, I would under no circumstances leave the confines of our home next year. Either way, it was Monday. Nothing eventful about it, as supreme a weekday as you could get. I had a light breakfast and headed to school. Not on my mountain bike, but on my granny bike. When I thought that today was the day Senjogahara would return to school, my legs felt lighter as they turned the pedals. But as I was on my way down a slope not too far from home, I nearly collided with a girl waddling around the street and hastily hit the brakes.
Bangs so short her eyebrows were showing, her hair in pigtails.
The girl who stood there carried a large backpack.
"Ah...Mister Aarragi."
"You switched two letters around."
"T'm sorry. A slip of the tongue."
"What're you doing here?"
"Oh, well, I'm..."
The kind of confused expression you might see on a ninja whose attempt at stealth had failed crossed her face before she showed an embarrassed smile.
"Well, actually! Thanks to you, Mister Araragi, I've gone from being a residual ghost to a wandering one! A posthumous promotion if you will!"
"Uh huh..."
I was completely taken aback.
As frivolous and flippant as Mémé Oshino was, he was technically an expert in his field, and I was sure that even he would feel faint at the slapdash, perfunctory, and fantabulous logic of it.
Still, while I had no shortage of things to tell her, I was also in the position of having to worry at every waking moment about my attendance record, which meant I had to get to school on time. I kept our conversation to a couple of exchanges, said "Later," and hopped back on my bike seat.
That's when she told me.
"Um, Mister Araragi? I think I'm going to be wandering around this area for a while, so—"
This, from that girl.
"Tf you see me, please do speak to me."
So, yeah.
I guess it's quite a wonderful story.
AFTERWORD
So far it was my fav story to do...hmmm i hope you guys like the topic of Mayoi....she being that one typical type of lost [ghost]Girl...it was quiet fun to to...unfortunately....there is one more arc in the book....yes i know....Vol 4: Monsters is already 17 chapters....long thats as much as the first....but i will see i think i can make a new vol....cuz i planned 5 arcs so....either way one vol will have 3 arc....so lets see...i give my thanks to my Friend/Editor SDK for helping me out with this
Thank You
BHARATH_SHYAM