Koenma wailed. It was doubly fitting because of his toddler like appearance. His young piercing voice echoed throughout the great cavernous room. And it was a vast room. Full of paperwork, that they were all ways desperately trying to keep up with. "Ogre!" Of course all the Ogres in the immediate vicinity paused and flinched. Then they all grabbed whatever paperwork that was near them and scurried off. Only a blue Ogre was left seen creeping up to his Boss' desk.
"Yes, Koenma, sir?" Ogre asked. His name was Jorge. Spelled with a 'J', pronounced with a 'G'. Koenma knew his name. Or at least Jorge thought he did, but he never used it.
"Where is file 37-C?" Koenma gestured to files 37-A and B, then to the empty space that should have contained C.
Jorge looked at the empty space then racked his brains. Where could have the file gotten to? He couldn't help but eye the other heaping piles of papers.
"Ogre!" Koenma shouted.
"I'll find it. Yes sir!" Jorge squeaked and hurried off before Koenma could really get to telling him off. It wasn't like they all weren't busy.
Koenma sighed and leaned back in his chair. He pulled some more papers towards him and stamped them all furiously. The 37 series was beginning to give him a headache. The number denoted which incident it was since the year had started. Unluckily for Koenma, 37 was in Tokyo. He tossed his stamp down onto the table and pulled the 37-A file back towards him.
His brown eyes examined the pages again. The newest incident was quickly escalating. At first it had been flagged, mainly because the children were using actual spells. After a short watch it was determined that none of them knew how to actually perform the rituals properly. Which was a good thing and it was marked as such. Thus was file 37-A.
File 37-B was when it got returned to his attention. Either the children wised up, or something else changed. Whatever it was, demonic energy jumped on the charts. Then after a short hike, it went back down. There were a few reasons for that. Most of them were not alarming. What it did mean was that nothing made it through. Or so they thought.
File 37-C was confirmation of a demon. Or it would be if it was on Koenma's desk.
"Ogre!" Koemna yelled again, throwing file 37-B at a completely different ogre. "Ogre!" He waved his feet as he yelled a second time, really getting into his tantrum.
Luckily for Jorge, he chose that moment to return with file 37-C. The aforementioned Ogre who had taken the file to the face, quietly placed that too on Koenma's desk and hurried off.
"Here Koenma sir." Jorge said passing the file over.
Koenma snatched it out of the ogre's hands. He ignored Jorge as he sucked furiously on his pacifier, reading the file.
One confirmed death, a teen there in Tokyo. Koenma shut the file and slammed it onto his desk. He did have a few agents there in Tokyo. Though the one he wanted on the case was otherwise occupied. Which left him with Yusuke. Koenma frowned and picked up on sucking his pacifier. Yusuke was throughly unsuited for being a spirit detective. He was brash, stupid and completely useless. But he was the only one he had in the area.
"Get me Boton." Koenma told Jorge, decision having been made.
"Yes sir." Jorge agreed and ran off, happy to be out of the room and away from the pending explosion.
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