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Chapter 125 Tomie (3)

The rustling sound was heard again in the studio.

Hideaki Nishio's eyes were shining, as if, no, he was facing a battle. He immersed himself again wholeheartedly and entered the flow state. He forgot everything around him. There was only beauty and Tomie's soul in his eyes.

Sweat dripped down his forehead, flowed down to his chin, and hit his clothes, leaving a sweat puddle on his clothes.

In order to depict that kind of thing, he used an inelegant posture, kicked off his shoe with one foot and stepped on the chair. Facing the war, he had no energy to face it gracefully, he had to face it with all his strength, struggling in the mud.

He bent his body and kept writing on the drawing paper. The inspiration and energy in his brain were constantly evaporating. After a while, he was covered in sweat.

He ignored it and continued painting.

Finally, after five hours, Hideaki Nishio threw down his paintbrush and collapsed to the ground like a handful of burnt ash.

"The painting is done."

"Tomie, I've finished drawing."

Nishio Hideaki smiled happily.

Tomie jumped up from the sofa excitedly. When she came to the drawing board and took a look, the smile on her face visibly turned into disgust and hatred.

She stepped on Hideaki Nishio's face with her bare foot, just like that day in the luxury room.

She said angrily: "Mr. Nishio, you are such a nasty guy, I don't like you!"

"If you draw something like this, you'd better burn it."

"Go and repent alone!"

Tomie put on her socks, walked to the entrance, and was about to put on her shoes and leave.

Hideaki Nishio got up from the ground. He didn’t understand. Was it possible that it wouldn’t work this time?

He had never been in such a good state before. It was as if God wanted to see the painting and sent an angel to the world to enlighten him.

He turned his head to look at the drawing board and was stunned.

There was no shadow of Tomie on the drawing board. It was a monster, an ugly monster.

It was a long, oblong fleshy worm with black hair and was extremely fat, like a silkworm that had been magnified countless times. Faces grew on its body one after another, and they were Tomie's faces.

With such a low san value painting, it’s no wonder that Tomie would be angry.

Hideaki Nishio couldn't believe that such words actually came from his own hands. How could he draw such a disgusting thing and still be so proud and confident that he asked Tomie to see it?

It's simply an insult to the eyes.

Oh, right, Tomie, Tomie!

Hideaki Nishio looked towards the door and saw Tomie who had already put on her shoes. He panicked and his heart was shocked, as if he had been shot in the heart.

He can't live without Tomie, he can't!

Hideaki Nishio rolled and crawled over and hugged Tomie's thighs.

He wailed, "Tomie!"

"Don't go, I beg you, don't go."

"I can not live without you."

"I beg you, I beg you to forgive me."

"I am wrong, I am not good, I am as stupid as a pig and a dog, how could I draw something like this."

"Fu Jiang, please have pity on me and give me another chance, so that I can experience your beauty again. I beg you, I will give you anything for you."

Hideaki Nishio wailed like a child who couldn't get his candy, rolling on the ground in pain.

Without Tomie he would die, he would really die.

In this world, no woman except mother would like such a man without dignity.

Except for Tomie.

She looked at Hideaki Nishio, who was in such an ugly state, and her face showed a sad expression.

She squatted down, hugged Nishio Hideaki again, and wiped away the tears and snot from his face like a mother without any disgust.

She said, "How pitiful, Mr. Nishio."

"You've completely become my slave."

Nishio Hideaki sniffled and sobbed, and said with a trembling voice: "I am happy to do so!"

Tomie sighed and said, "Oh - I'm so unlucky, how could I meet you."

“It’s like raising a child.”

Fu Jiang held her forehead helplessly with one hand and said, "Okay, get up quickly, I won't leave."

Nishio Hideaki sniffed and said, "Really?"

Tomie smiled and nodded, saying, "Really, really."

……

night.

‘Papa pa pa’

Hideaki Nishio was in his room, slapping himself on the face again and again.

He didn't hold himself back at all, and his face was swollen from beating himself.

He hated, hated himself.

How could he do something like that?

He is truly worse than pigs and dogs, and even worse than beasts.

How could he draw that kind of thing, that kind of monster, which made Tomie disappointed and sad.

His face was numb from being slapped by himself, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. Hideaki Nishio hugged his knees in pain. He didn't understand what was wrong with him.
How come I suddenly can’t draw anymore?

He recalled his own rise to wealth.

His father is a billionaire who supports dozens of women and even more children. He has more than fifty brothers and sisters. He knew from a young age that his father's love is limited and he has to fight to win his father's love.

His father was a tyrant and an emperor who would not allow others to go against his will and who forcibly controlled the entire company and the entire family.

To him, a woman is a tool, a tool to serve the family, and a child is his subject. Only if the child continues to demonstrate his value will he pay attention to him and invest in him.

He had a talent for painting, which delighted his father.

Later, his father died of illness. Relying on his talent for painting and the good impression he made on his father, he got a considerable sum of money. With this money, he was able to buy so many houses and support so many women.

Now, the concepts that his father instilled in him and his own pride in painting were all shattered.

He couldn't treat Tomie as a tool. He was controlled by Tomie and was worried about her every emotional fluctuation.

He suddenly understood what love is.

Love is caring.

He didn't want Tomie to be sad, he wanted to fulfill all of Tomie's wishes. He was worried about whether Tomie ate well, dressed well, and whether she would be lonely. He wanted to give her everything he had.

He wanted to give all the love that his family lacked to him to Tomie.

Love is possession.

He wanted Tomie to only see him and think about him.

He wanted Tomie to love him, to love him the most in this world, to love him wholeheartedly.

Love yourself just as you love her.

The thought that there was even the slightest possibility that Tomie might not like him and that her love for him might decrease would make him unbearable, he would collapse and become hysterical.

As for the possibility that Tomie doesn't like him and leaves him...

He will die!

Hideaki Nishio's eyes regained some clarity, and he began to think about what to do tomorrow. It seemed that he was unable to paint Tomie's beauty. If he didn't paint well again, Tomie would be disappointed in him and leave him, right?

No!

Can't think about these things.

Just thinking about the feasibility of this, Hideaki Nishio was about to drown. People will struggle when they are about to drown. This is the body's instinctive reaction.

A desire for destruction rose in Nishio Hideaki's eyes.

If I can't meet Tomie's demands tomorrow, I will kill her. When Hideaki Nishio thought about killing Tomie with his own hands, his breathing tightened and he became sad.

He didn't want to be like this, but he couldn't live without Tomie. It was like a person falling into a reservoir. No matter whether he could swim or not, he would have to struggle.

If he couldn't get Tomie alive, a dead one would do.

He wanted to keep Tomie and Mei by his side.

……

the next day.

Last night, Hideaki Nishio's body couldn't hold on any longer, so he had a light sleep.

'Drip drip'

His cell phone vibrated. He picked it up in a daze and looked at it. The moment he saw the message, he woke up instantly.

That was a message from the bodyguard, he sent a short video.

In the video, Tomie was chatting and laughing with a handsome guy.

The location is nearby.

Hideaki Nishio quickly got up from the bed. He did not allow Tomie to have any contact with other men, not even just talking.

He hurriedly grabbed the car keys. The apartment he lived in was close to Tomie's apartment.

He drove a supercar out of the garage, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the video location.

……

on the road.

Tomie covered her mouth and smiled: "You talk so funny."

"It's a pleasure to be with you."

The handsome boy next to Tomie said, "When I see you, my mouth becomes much sweeter unconsciously."

"Can we add a friend?"

"I have many more nice things to say to you."

The handsome boy showed his cell phone.

Before Fu Jiang could respond.

'boom'

There was a roar of an engine and a strong wind coming from beside me. A sports car stopped illegally on the side of the road with its door opened.

Hideaki Nishio originally wanted to yell and ask Tomie to get in the car, but the words melted away when they reached his lips.

How could he bear to say harsh words to Tomie? Besides, he and Tomie had no established relationship and everything was done on his own. What if he made Tomie angry and she ignored him?
He pleaded, "Tomie, come up."

"I'll take you for a ride."

'Tick-tock' Tomie took the initiative to add the handsome boy as a friend, and then she waved and said, "My friend is here to pick me up. It was nice chatting with you. Bye!"

She got in the car and fastened her seat belt.

Hideaki Nishio closed the car door with a grim look on his face.

"Yeah."

"Is my little Nishio jealous?"

Tomie blinked and said sarcastically.

Nishio Hideaki also started laughing and said, "What the hell is little Nishio?"

Tomie explained: "Mothers usually give their children a nickname."

"Why, you don't like this nickname?"

Nishio Hideaki pursed his lips, and then he confessed: "Yes, I am jealous."

"Would you please stop talking to other men?"

Tomie chuckled playfully and said, "Xiao Nishio, mom has her own life too."

Nishio Hideaki was embarrassed and annoyed. He didn't want to share Tomie with anyone else at all. Tomie must belong to him 100%, without even the slightest impurity.

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Tomie looked forward and smiled brilliantly, like the curtains of a stage play being drawn on both sides.

She said, "It's time to draw again today."

……

Inside the apartment.

This time, Tomie changed her posture. She sat on the sofa, hugged her knees, and only showed her side face to Hideaki Nishio.

She said, "I wonder if it's too difficult to show you all my beauty at once."

"This time, why don't you just draw one side view?"

Hideaki Nishio sat in the chair and took a deep breath. This time, he must perform well.

Previously, he had surrendered his body to talent and let his spirituality dominate his flesh. This time, he wanted to be calm, objective, and use rational thinking to draw Tomie.

At least I have to draw a decent picture for Tomie first.

He observed Tomie carefully, looking at her profile, her eyebrows, her cheeks, and the beauty of her curves.

One minute passed, two minutes passed...

Nishio Hideaki didn't move.

Tomie asked curiously, "Xiao Nishio, have you started drawing?"

Nishio Hideaki's face flushed, and he said with rapid breathing, "Give me a little more time."

Ten minutes passed.

There were bulging blue veins on Hideaki Nishio's forehead, and the blood vessels at his temples were twitching. He picked up the paintbrush and was about to put a dot on the drawing paper, but he just couldn't put that dot no matter what he did.

'patta'

The brush broke in his hand.

"Nishio?"

Tomie turned around and saw Hideaki Nishio covering his eyes in pain. He shouted, "I can't do it! I can't do it!"

“I can’t draw it!”

Tomie walked over with a look of compassion, tolerance and understanding on her face. She hugged Hideaki Nishio and let his head rest on her chest.

She said, "I know, I know."

“The threshold for beauty is very high. Not everyone can draw it.”

"It seems my little Nishio doesn't have that talent."

Suddenly, Hideaki Nishio sensed something.

He asked blankly: "Fujiang, are you going to leave me?"

Tomie nodded, and said with her cherry-colored lips: "I want to spread my beauty to more and more people."

"Nishio, you can still see me if you want."

Just when Tomie was about to leave, Nishio Hideaki hugged her, no, he grabbed Tomie.

He grabbed Tomie's shoulders and said ferociously, "Tomie, I will die without you!"

"I have money, lots of money, and I have many houses. I can give them all to you. You stay. You stay."

"It's just three times. One day, I can draw you!"

Tomie felt pain, and she tried hard to pull Nishio's hand away. She said, "Let go, you're hurting me!"

"You are not allowed to leave!"

Hideaki Nishio roared like a wild beast. He grabbed Tomie's neck, his eyes were red, like a bloodthirsty beast.

He said frantically: "I'm sorry, Tomie! I'm sorry, Tomie!"

‘click’

The door of the apartment was opened from the outside and the bodyguard rushed in.

The tall and strong bodyguard shouted angrily: "Mr. Nishio, calm down!"

"Go away!"

"Who do you think you are?"

"You want to rob me too?"

Nishio Hideaki increased the strength in his hands.

Tomie began to roll her eyes and scratched Nishio Hideaki's face.

The bodyguard's face darkened. He took out a dagger and stabbed towards Nishio Hideaki. The dagger stabbed into Nishio Hideaki's stomach and turned it again. Suddenly, Nishio Hideaki lost all his strength and fell down softly.

'Well'

Tomie hugged her neck and gasped for breath.

Blood kept flowing to the ground. Nishio Hideaki's eyes gradually calmed down. He shed tears and said, "Tomie...Tomie..."

“It hurts…it hurts…”

"Mother…"

Tomie looked at the fallen Nishio Hideaki with a compassionate face. She saw it, saw countless particles dispersing from Nishio Hideaki's body. Those light things had already flown in the sky and merged with the air. There were also very deep things settled below, refusing to leave.

That is resentment, that is unwillingness, that is a child craving for love.

Tomie walked over, hugged Hideaki Nishio, let his head rest on her thighs, she gently wiped away his tears with her fingertips, then she lowered her head, her hair slid down and fell on both sides, she kissed Hideaki Nishio's forehead.

She said with great tenderness: "Nishio Hideaki, I love you."

"I love you."

Those heavy things also left Hideaki Nishio.

The light in his eyes disappeared and turned into dead fish eyes.

Tomie closed his eyes.

Tomie was hit and a dagger stabbed into her waist. She lowered her head blankly and looked at her lower abdomen. A dagger pierced her lower abdomen.

The bodyguard pulled out the dagger and cut towards Tomie's throat.

Tomie fell to the ground, limp like a piece of soft noodle.

She was attached to the world because her throat was cut. She covered her neck with her hands weakly, making a "ho ho" sound.

The bodyguard cut off her head while crying.

He cried, “No!”

"Tomie, you can't like anyone else."

"Fujiang, you can only like me and belong to me."

From the moment the young master ordered him to monitor Tomie, the bodyguard fell in love with Tomie. He was jealous that the young master could interact with Tomie and draw pictures for her.

Until that moment just now, he saved Tomie, but Tomie said that she loved the young master, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

He wanted Tomie to stay by his side forever, not to go anywhere, and belong only to him.

Tomie's head was cut off, and the bodyguard kissed her greedily.

What he didn't notice was that Tomie, who had lost her head, was regenerating at a rapid speed.

After a while, Tomie opened her eyes.

She sat up suddenly from the ground.

"Hahaha--"

She was breathing heavily.

The bodyguard noticed something unusual. He looked down and saw Tomie coming back to life.

He has gone crazy.

He said, "Ha, Fu Jiang, you are alive again?"

"It's okay, let me kill you one more time."

The bodyguard drew his knife and killed Tomie again.

……

after a while.

A handsome young man was poking the door of the apartment with a wire. He had a knife on his waist.

His eyes were red.

He couldn't forget the girl he had just met. When he thought about what the rich second-generation man driving a sports car might do to the girl next, he became jealous and wanted to kill Tomie.

He wanted to kill Tomie, eat her body, and make her his forever.

‘click’

Finally, the door was opened.

The handsome boy smiled. He might be able to give Tomie a surprise.

Suddenly, he was stunned. The situation inside the door was not what he had imagined. A bloody smell hit him in the face. In the hall, there was a monster, a monster five or six meters long, like a flesh worm, with long black hair on its head, and faces around its body. Those were Tomie's faces.

On the ground, there were two bodies lying.

The moment the handsome boy walked into the room, countless Tomies looked at him.

Endless long black hair swept towards him.

(End of this chapter)