[Reigen Arataka stands on the beach looking out at the lighthouse and pretending very hard that he isn't still varying degrees of damp and sandy in places he'd rather not be damp and sandy. There's a noticeable smear of sand on his cheek and neck that he's apparently the only one not to notice? Busy as he is staring out to sea and trying very hard to look windswept and intelligent about it, he's been distracted.

Some of this is to purposely take his mind off whatever the fuck just happened in the sea, nope, not thinking about that, none of that happened at all and his socks are not wet with saltwater in the slightest from when he dropped his backpack full of goodies in the low tide and nearly cried about it—

But also: there's a weird lighthouse out there, and he doesn't like the way it feels to look at it. The pull is bad, too? It's all very bad. He's either sweating or lightly dripping seawater (both terrible), and the way his mouth twists and brow furrows betrays a powerful anxiety about All This Shit, before he clears his throat loudly and turns businesslike to whoever is nearby.]

Well, it's obvious: that lighthouse is haunted. Really high-level haunted; you should leave this to the experts. [you are complete strangers. he gestures with both hands, to aid somehow in his next explanation:] Don't get me wrong, as someone completely overqualified for a job of this level, I'd go myself! But then who would stay behind to protect the beach? So, let's get out of here. You hungry?

[mhmm.......]

[You'll find Reigen in the busier parts of town, mostly, where he's set up what appears to be a... plastic child-size table? It's tiny and he's far too tall for it and the teeny stool it comes with, and if you spot him unfolding it to set it up, you get the bonus sight of seeing him grimace and shake beach sand out of the plastic hinges. Do not perceive this, he's already suffering the loss of his cool sign, which he's had to replace with a simple folded bit of cardstock, sitting on the table in front of him:

REIGEN ARATAKA SPIRIT CONSULTATION!!!

(On the back of the card he's written SPIRITS AND SUCH and scribbled it out, since he's had some inopportune feelings about brand value but also the absence of his employees. This is fine.)

Anyway, he's sitting on the tiny stool, at the shitty little table, making egregious eye contact with every passerby and waiting for someone to take him up on this... this? Whatever this is.

If you stop to give him a shot, he immediately springs up from the stool and gestures to it excitedly, already midway through an elevator pitch that ends in:] —Take a seat!! I, Reigen Arataka, am ready and able to take on the burden of your spiritual problems!

[... But if you just want to stop and Witness, you might just catch him when he's feeling the doldrums of nobody caring about his little business and like, balancing a pen on his nose... He startles out of his distraction upon noticing someone there, outrageously fumbling the pen, and:]

Eh- ah— You're here for a consultation? Yes yes, of course you are, I can see the spirit now, right... there!!

[He points with the pen. It's Right There.]

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NOW HIRING!!!!



[That's it that's the post.]

[like............you know]