[During those five minutes where Minny returned from the foggy void, Kazuya had taken advantage. Minny will now find himself pinned down onto the pavement by Kaz's butt, as the teenager was now sitting squarely on his stomach, hands pressing against Minny's chest as his head snapped about like a dog trying to catch the scent of a fleeing rabbit.

Where was that damn ghost, huh?? He'll make it feel sorry for nearly murdering his friend! And himself, he still hadn't caught that one either. Stupid, cheating ghosts...]

Yes, I did. [His words were curt, edged by something like a growl as he reluctantly gave up on spotting the ghost. It had already fled, or was invisible to him, or something unfair like that] You were going to walk into busy traffic. You know, fatally, since I'm pretty sure that you can't stand up to a speeding truck without becoming a jam smear on the tarmac.