Makiko winced slightly, raising one hand as the wind whipped around them from Aamuu's demonstration. Was that really necessary? It wasn't exactly going to be useful when it came to exorcising a malevolent spirit! At least, not when you did it from the outside. At least it didn't last forever.

"Cutting the apartment in half definitely isn't an option," she said, swiftly, before her attention turned to the goat demon. Sho's question wasn't... terrible but it wouldn't take a genius to figure out why it wouldn't work. This was an entire apartment building, setting up an exorcism to get the entire building would be difficult. Besides, the existence of benevolent household spirits could be threatened by such a huge exorcism if it wasn't made specific enough.

"I don't think it's practical to try something like that from the outside, some harmless spirits could be caught up in it and we'd still have to set up the spell to clear the entire apartment," she explained. Finally... those clinging, trembling hands. Makiko sighed. Yuina was really shaken up about this... she'd seen that face in the window, hadn't she?

"Yuina-san," the black-haired girl began, hesitating for only a moment. If it took this to persuade her friend, then, well... "... Unlimited. You'll get unlimited yakitori. As much as I can afford, at least. Alright? Now, let's go."

With that, Makiko headed inside.

The apartment was fairly... average within. There was an elevator up, stairs as well, a rather basic but still somewhat homey lobby... though it was notable that there was no-one at the desk. Many of the residents, and employees, were finding themselves unable to remain in the apartment until the problem was taken care of.

And indeed, Makiko could feel it. There was an atmosphere in here. The air felt rather... cold. Still. There was definitely some sort of presence here, and certainly an onryo could explain it.

Without missing a beat, the girl approached the stairs and began heading up.

"We'll find her as quickly as we can," she said, "She'll probably be drawn to us. All these living people walking around isn't going to escape the notice of a vengeful spirit."

As she turned to face forward again, she saw her. For a split second. At the top of the stairs, a deathly pale face, long, stringy black hair, white clothing... and then she was gone. Almost immediately, Makiko placed a hand on the hilt of her sword and sprinted the rest of the way up the stairs, coming to the next floor.

"Come on!"