Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

(Is it Tomie?)

(It's Tomie, isn't it!)

(Tomie's Curse!)

(Damn it! That was a terrible move!)

The unified consciousness quickly identified the culprit and pointed the finger at the already deceased Tomie.

Based on Amamiya Rin's reaction, they also deduced that if their ability was assimilation, then Tomie's ability was pollution.

(What a disgusting ability!)

"Hmph, how much better are you than her? You're all just trying to change other people's self-awareness."

Amamiya Rin grinned coldly and said contemptuously.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Beside Amamiya Rin, the dent in Tomie's throat, caused by the cane, was visibly healing. The twisted cartilage and torn muscles seemed to writhe with life, the bruises beneath her skin quickly dissipated, and her pale complexion regained its rosy hue and vitality.

"Well……"

With a very faint groan, Tomie's empty eyes focused again, and her twisted neck made a soft "click" as it returned to its original position.

Amamiya Rin turned his head and watched as Tomie came back to life without making a move.

Having attempted suicide three times, his willpower has been tempered and strengthened, but his mental state is now more fragile, and he simply doesn't have the strength to lift his hand.

The beautiful corpse twitched slightly, then she took a deep breath, as if she had just woken from a nightmare. Tomie stretched her neck a few times and turned her gaze to Amamiya Rin.

"Ouch...it hurts..." Tomie rubbed her smooth neck and complained coquettishly, "You hit me really hard."

"Get out now that you feel the pain!"

Amamiya Rin coldly cursed.

"Are you kicking me out?"

Tomie's smile froze. She stared incredulously into Amamiya Rin's eyes, hoping to see any sign of insincerity.

However, Amamiya Rin had already closed her eyes and was silently meditating, clearing her mind of all thoughts to prevent Tomie's image from entering her mind.

Although it wasn't very useful, he had no other options.

(All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning; thus should they be viewed... What was the next part? Should I buy a Buddhist scripture to read tomorrow?)

Amamiya Rin felt a strange urge to laugh.

It wasn't a happy laugh, but a laugh born of extreme anger.

Long dream, group ward, Tomie, how long has she been in this world? Less than half a month in real time, she hasn't even left the hospital, this newbie village, and she's already being forced to become a monk.

"How could you not like me? How could you not like me?"

Tomie's voice became shrill; her pride wouldn't allow her to accept this fact.

"You must be faking it, right?"

Tomie's voice softened again, and her body, like a snake, climbed up Amamiya Rin's body, her fingertips slipping inside his hospital gown and gently tracing his chest.

The moment those icy fingertips touched his skin, Amamiya Rin shuddered violently, as if struck by an electric current.

He instinctively tried to push Tomie away, but his arm was too heavy to obey him. A sweet, cloying fragrance entered his nostrils, mixed with the smell of blood, creating a strange yet alluring aroma.

Amamiya Rin could only hold his breath and concentrate on reciting Buddhist scriptures, while Mio Yukiko and the others watched coldly as Amamiya Rin was tormented by Tomie's charm.

Seeing that Amamiya Rin still did not respond, Tomie's smile finally faded.

"Hey, are you really a man? Or are you a eunuch?"

Enraged, Tomie's cold hand slid down Amamiya Rin's chest.

Yu Gonglin froze, jolted out of his meditative state, and the Buddhist scriptures he had been reciting in his mind instantly shattered into dust.

"Hehehe, isn't this quite strong?"

Tomie chuckled, her eyes alluring, her breath sweet as orchids, and a blush rising on her cheeks.

Amamiya Rin gritted her teeth, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, and stubbornly refused to open her eyes, repeatedly reciting the scriptures she remembered in her mind to distract herself.

Time passed by in agony, and Tomie tried everything, from gentle caresses to blatant teasing, but Amamiya Rin was like a stubborn, unyielding rock, offering no response beyond the inevitable physical reaction she expected.

Finally, Tomie stopped moving.

She stared at Amamiya Rin's tightly closed eyes. His handsome face was distorted as he tried to suppress his emotions, and Tomie's charming expression gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of anxiety and anger.

Amamiya Rin's resistance made her feel an unprecedented sense of frustration.

"This is boring. It seems you're not only a cripple, but also a cowardly piece of trash."

Tomie got up from the hospital bed, picked up a bath towel and draped it over herself, tidied her disheveled hair, and looked down at Amamiya Rin.

"It won't end like this. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, Tomie walked out of the room barefoot without looking back.

The corridor was deserted, with only the pale light quietly dispelling the darkness.

Tomie didn't leave immediately; she quietly walked to the door of Yukiko Mitsuo's hospital room.

The door was tightly closed, and Tomie peered inside through the small window in the door. Yukiko Mitsuo lay on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, seemingly already asleep.

Tomie's gaze lingered on her abdomen for a moment, her brows furrowing and a look of disgust appearing on her face.

"..."

She gave a very soft hum, as if she had said something, but her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Tomie withdrew her gaze, her arrogant expression returning. She pulled the towel around her waist and slowly walked away down the corridor.

In the ward, after confirming that Tomie was really gone, Amamiya Rin's tense body instantly relaxed. He collapsed onto the hospital bed as if he had collapsed from exhaustion, panting heavily.

"They're finally gone..."

Amamiya Rin raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling that confronting Tomie was more tiring than practicing swordsmanship for three years in a nightmare.

It's not just physical exhaustion, but more importantly, mental exhaustion.

Although he has managed to wear down Tomie, Amamiya Rin doesn't feel like he's won at all.

This is just the beginning.

Tomie has already set her sights on him. Moreover, since all Tomie share the same memories, if this Tomie has her eye on him, the other Tomies will also know of his existence and may seek him out at any time to test their charm.

"He must be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible..."

Amamiya Rin muttered to herself.

Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? Once he's recovered a bit more, he should run away quickly; he can't hold on any longer.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and shone on Amamiya Rin's face.

Yu Gonglin hadn't slept a wink all night; dark circles hung under his eyes, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

The moment he closed his eyes, Tomie's eerie face and naked body would appear in the darkness, disturbing his peace of mind and making him afraid to sleep.

When the nurse pushed the nursing cart in, she was startled by Yu Gonglin's appearance.