What Do You Mean, Eerie? Call Me Celestial Master!

My name is Natsume. I’ve just transmigrated to the spirit-haunted world of Japan.

The good news is that I’ve become an exorcist.

The bad news is that I’m an extraterrestrial demon, and no magical artifact lasts three seconds in my hands.

The even worse news is that the police are at my door asking me to exorcise a spirit. I need to ask the internet for help: what should I do? I’m waiting for an answer, and it’s urgent.

Police officer: Mr. Natsume, I think my evil-spirit detector is broken. Why is it detecting an evil spirit level higher than the Ghost King’s?

Natsume: Is that so? I have no idea.

Police officer: Are you hot? Why are you sweating so much?

Natsume: Exorcising the spirit is what matters. Don’t worry about little things like that.