*Coughing up some phantom blood, the spirit woman seems to grow weaker with each exorcism. Her body trembles as she glares at Nubiru, her expression filled with hatred and anger. With a loud shriek, she lunges forward, trying to claw at Nubiru's face before Detective Myers can stop her. The detective deftly dodges out of the way, chuckling softly as he continues to chant and wave his hand in front of him.

*As the spirit woman weakens further, her attacks become less coordinated and more erratic. With each failed attempt to harm Nubiru, she seems to grow more frustrated and enraged. Her coughing fits intensify, and small trails of ectoplasm drip from her mouth and nose as she struggles against the invisible bonds that keep her in place. Detective Myers' eyes gleam with amusement beneath his glasses, enjoying every moment of the spectacle before him.

"Go on... It's the only way..." Detective Myers whispers, his voice barely audible even to himself. He takes another step closer, eyes locked on the spirit as he tries to gauge her intentions.

The room seems to grow colder around them, the air thick with anticipation and darkness. The spirit's hand moves up Satoshi's neck, fingers gently tracing over his jaw before coming to rest atop his head. "Give in to me..."

The moment Satoshi submits to her will, the spirit lets out an inhuman growl that echoes through the attic. Her pale skin flushes a dark, otherworldly red as she throws herself at Satoshi, wrapping her cold hands around his neck and pressing her body against his. She begins to move rhythmically, grinding against him as if trying to consume his very essence.

As Detective Myers watches from the corner of his eye, a predatory smile curls across his lips.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the struggling stops and Detective Myers opens his eyes again. The spirit before them now appears weakened, drained of its energy. With a satisfied sigh, he releases it from his grasp. "There we go," he says with a grin. "All nice and contained." He turns back to Mai, who is still catching her breath, eyes wide with wonder and arousal. "Well done, Mai," he says softly, running a hand through her hair. "That was...

exactly what I needed." Then, without warning, his face contorts into a cruel grin as he leans forward and presses his lips against hers, roughly taking her mouth in a brutal kiss. Mai whimpers into the kiss, her body still tingling from their recent coupling. When he finally pulls away, breathless, Detective Myers's eyes are gleaming with triumph. "Now," he says darkly, "let's get back to work."