Translated from Edo no Kimyou no Hyakumonogatari
It is said that there are no monsters or bakemono from Hakone town, but even here one can feel the mysterious touch of the yurei.
One night, Bando Hikosaburo was walking home, a kyogen play he had heard over the summer running around in his head, when he saw something frightening. Holding a lantern casting a dim illumination on the scene that was neither dark nor light, a pale blue figure stood before him like some vision.
“I am the yurei of Kobata Heiji. Those who look upon me and hear my story will endure neither fear, nor my wrath, nor any disturbing thoughts.
It has been almost two ages since Itoe Shoroku took pity on my suffering spirit and performed a memorial service in my honor. Still, it brings be pleasure to again stride the stage of this world from time to time.”
With that said, the Yurei suddenly vanished.
This took place in the 13th year of Bunmei (1830) at the closing of summer.