⭐ Suspiciously Normal
The day began… normal.
Too normal.
Suspiciously normal. 🌤️
No ghosts.
No demons.
No cursed mountains.
No people possessed by dead professors.
Just medical college. 📚🩺
Inside the practical lab, students moved nervously between beds and instruments.
Some dropped tools.
Some forgot procedures.
One student nearly fainted after seeing blood. 😵
And in the middle of all that chaos—
Barfi moved calmly.
Steady hands.
Precise movements.
Quiet focus.
He checked vitals.
Adjusted equipment.
Prepared instruments without hesitation.
Not fast.
Efficient.
Like someone who had repeated these actions hundreds of times before 🩺✨
The professor slowed mid-step while watching him.
His eyebrows lowered slowly.
"…Have you done this before?" he asked carefully.
Barfi looked up, confused.
"No, sir."
The professor stared longer.
Barfi had just handled a complicated procedure cleaner than most second-year students.
Nearby, Miko watched silently 👀
That wasn't talent anymore.
That was experience.
And somehow…
Barfi himself didn't even realize it.
⭐ A Simple Answer 📖☀️
Later in the library, sunlight spilled across the wooden tables.
Miko sat across from Barfi, pretending to read.
Pretending badly. 😑📚
Finally she gave up.
"How do you do that?" she asked.
Barfi looked up from his notes.
"Do what?"
"In practicals," Miko said.
"You were perfect."
Barfi thought carefully for a few seconds. 🤔
Then answered honestly:
"I don't know."
Miko blinked.
"You don't know?"
"I just study hard," Barfi explained calmly.
"Mostly at the café."
Miko stared at him like he personally offended science. 😭
"…You are talented," she whispered finally.
Barfi accepted that as a compliment.
"Okay."
Miko covered her face with her book.
"Why are you like this…"
Barfi tilted his head.
"Like what?"
"…Never mind." 😮💨
⭐ Back At The Café ☕🌆
Evening arrived slowly.
The café lights glowed warm against the darkening street ✨
The bell above the door jingled softly. 🔔
Walter stood near the counter with paint all over his arms 🎨
A giant wooden board leaned against the wall beside him.
He was painting letters with terrifying confidence.
The little girl beside him wore a paper hat labeled:
ASSISTANT BOSS 👑
Barfi walked in.
Looked once.
Then completely ignored whatever disaster Walter was creating and walked upstairs. 😌
Changed clothes.
Washed his face.
Came back downstairs.
Started serving customers immediately.
Tea ☕
Coffee ☕
Snacks 🍪
Normal life resumed.
Meanwhile behind him—
Walter and the little girl whispered like criminals planning a bank robbery.
⭐ The Board 👻
Eventually Barfi stopped beside them.
"What are you doing?" he asked calmly.
Walter straightened proudly. 😎
"Making a board."
Barfi squinted at the giant half-painted words.
"…Why?"
Walter smiled dramatically.
"Because," he announced proudly,
"we took down a demon bear." 🐻🔥
The little girl gasped dramatically.
"And a ghost professor!" 👻📚
Walter pointed at her proudly.
"Exactly."
Then he slapped the board proudly.
DON AND DOCTOR GHOST HUNTERS 👻☕⚔️
Barfi stared.
Long.
Silent.
"…What."
Walter shrugged innocently.
"Adventure." ✨
The little girl jumped excitedly.
"ADVENTURE! ADVENTURE!" 🎉🎉
Nearby customers overheard everything.
One man laughed so hard he almost spilled tea 😂
Another customer clapped slowly. 👏
A woman shook her head smiling.
"Walter being Walter again."
Barfi looked around in confusion.
Then back at the board.
Then at Walter.
"…This is not real," Barfi said slowly.
Walter grinned wider.
"Relax. Worst case…"
He pointed dramatically into the distance 🌌
"…we get free stories."
Barfi sighed deeply. 😮💨
Picked up a tray.
Returned to work.
Behind him, the little girl continued chanting like a tiny cult leader:
"Adventure! Adventure! Adventure!" 🎉👻🎉👻
And the café filled with laughter again.
Normal day.
Normal café.
And absolutely no sign that this was how legends accidentally begin. 🌙✨
⭐ The Board Refuses To Die 🪵😂
Walter stood on top of a chair trying to lift the giant board above the café entrance.
It tilted dangerously.
Slipped sideways.
Almost crushed him. 😨
"…Okay," Walter muttered.
"Gravity is cheating."
He looked down dramatically.
"BARFI! HELP ME!"
Barfi continued pouring coffee without turning around. ☕
"No."
Walter clutched his chest emotionally. 💔
"…After everything we've been through?"
"No."
"I fed you."
"I fed myself."
"I raised you."
"No. I take care of you."
Several customers burst out laughing 😂
Walter pointed accusingly.
"If this board falls…"
He placed a hand over his heart dramatically.
"…my dream falls with it."
Barfi sighed the sigh of a man abandoned by peace itself 😮💨
"…Okay. Fine."
With the help of:
✔️ Barfi
✔️ Two customers
✔️ A confused delivery guy
✔️ The little girl yelling wrong instructions 📢
…the board finally went up.
Crooked.
Uneven.
Beautiful. ✨
DON AND DR (something something ghost hunters) 👻
Half the paint wasn't dry yet.
People walking outside stopped.
Read it.
Then immediately laughed 😂
One old man smiled warmly.
"Ah… Walter is back."
Nobody questioned it.
Because everyone already accepted one universal truth:
Walter would always be Walter. 🌪️
⭐ Waiting For Adventure 👀
Walter and the little girl sat dramatically beside the window staring at the café entrance like hunters waiting for destiny.
"Someone will come," Walter whispered mysteriously.
The little girl nodded seriously.
"I can feel it." 👁️
Meanwhile—
Barfi continued serving tea like absolutely nothing abnormal existed ☕
⭐ Hawk Arrives 🚔
The café door opened.
Hawk stepped inside.
Stopped instantly.
Looked at the board.
Then at Walter.
Then back at the board.
"…What is that."
Barfi answered calmly without even looking up:
"Walter being Walter."
Hawk stared at Walter with the exhausted disappointment of a man who had survived too much already 😑
Before he could continue—
The little girl pointed dramatically at Hawk.
"YOU TOO?" 👀
Hawk paused.
Actually thought about it.
Then sighed.
"…Yes."
Barfi blinked slowly.
Hawk continued deadpan:
"I want Barfi to stay okay."
A pause.
"And if you idiots die…"
He looked at Walter.
"…at least I'll know where."
Walter nodded respectfully.
"Fair." 🤝
Then Walter leaned forward excitedly.
"Hawk…"
"What."
"Why don't you take cases involving ghosts?" 👻
Hawk stared.
Walter pointed proudly between himself and Barfi.
"We solve them together."
Silence.
Hawk actually considered it.
Then sighed deeply.
"…This is the first intelligent thing you've said in your entire life."
Walter beamed proudly like he won an award 🏆
"THANK YOU."
⭐ The Beginning Of Trouble 🌌👻
Hawk walked away to make a phone call. 📱
Dr. Putin arrived halfway through and immediately started arguing with the little girl about the business name 😂
"Ghost Hunters sounds childish."
"YOU sound childish!"
Walter joined instantly.
"Exactly."
Barfi continued serving customers calmly while complete nonsense exploded around him. ☕💥
Coffee.
Tea.
Laughter.
Chaos.
Above his head—
A crooked wooden board announced something ridiculous to the world 👻✨
And somehow…
it truly felt like the beginning of something.
Not darkness.
Not curses.
Trouble.
The fun kind. 😌🌙