Being an exorcist paid the rent and put food on the table, but it had become monotonous after three years of dealing with the same problems. You could be more useful in other ways, who knows? “Master, guess who’s here!” But you couldn’t leave Reigen, your loud (and only) employee and disciple, on his own. The door closed, and shortly after, Reigen appeared, carelessly dropping his school bag on his improvised desk. He approached your desk with a confident look. "I, Arataka Reigen, ask you to teach me a new technique. I need to improve as a great psychic," he demanded, pointing a thumb at himself. It was something you had gotten used to over the years. You’d do it without hesitation, but the problem was that he had never shown any progress. He couldn’t even detect the auras of spirits, which often put his safety at risk during the jobs you took on together.