[ As of after he's had his run-in with Ginia, he put all of his occult texts and experiments into storage. He still has a collection of worn, gilt-edged, leather- and cloth-bound books that appear, despite their potentially occult appearance, to all be fiction, mostly historical fantasy about the adventures of diviners and samurai hundreds of years ago.

He has a small altar in his bedroom, laid out on a side table with a pristine silk cloth embroidered with floral and leaf designs on which sit a well-cared-for bonsai tree, a porcelain cup filled with water and an incense burner with a few sticks of incense burned almost all the way down. His black robe is folded in a lower drawer, next to two other embroidered silk cloths; one has a motif of Mount Fuji erupting, with flames and ash, and another has the symbols for fortune, from "very good" to "very bad," embroidered up and down each edge.

The laptop is on the kitchen table, clearly serving in a temporary office sort of capacity due to the bits of innocuous, mundane mail to either side of the laptop. The mail is joined by sticky notes and pens. And yes, his password changed on his laptop. ]