Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Fujino Terumi helped Amamiya Rin set up a bedside table and arranged the red bean soup and yokan (sweet bean jelly).

Yu Gonglin thanked her, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of red bean soup, and put it in her mouth.

The warm, sweet aroma spread in my mouth, just as she said, with a moderate sweetness, a smooth texture, and the perfect temperature.

By the time Amamiya Rin finished her red bean soup, it was already past nine o'clock. Fujino Terumi tidied up the tableware, picked up her bag, and said goodbye to Amamiya Rin.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb Lin Jun's rest any longer. Please take good care of your injury, and I'll come to visit again tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow then."

Amamiya Rin nodded happily.

After watching Fujino Terumi leave, and as the door to the hospital was gently closed, Amamiya Rin adjusted his posture, closed his eyes, and once again immersed himself in meditation.

No sleep for one night.

Because his current knowledge was insufficient to advance further in his dreams, Amamiya Rin spent the entire night in meditation.

While meditation cannot replace sleep, it can reduce the energy expenditure from staying up late to some extent.

At six o'clock in the morning, as dawn was breaking, the nurse came to check on him on time, taking his temperature and blood pressure, and checking the bandage on his shoulder wound.

"The recovery is going very well, Mr. Amamiya. There are no signs of infection in the wound, and it's healing faster than expected."

The nurse said with some surprise as she took notes.

"I feel much better too."

Yu Gonglin glanced at the hideous wound, which looked a bit scary, but it was clear at a glance that it was much better than yesterday, and there was no bleeding.

The nurse carefully rinsed the area around the wound with saline solution, then reapplied the medication and bandaged it.

"Breakfast time is almost here, please wait a moment."

Shortly after the nurse left, the sky outside the window gradually brightened.

Around seven o'clock, the meal delivery person pushed the food cart into the ward and brought the standard patient breakfast: a bowl of white porridge, a small plate of grilled salmon, a few pieces of soft-cooked pumpkin, and a small portion of natto and rice.

The meal was very light in flavor, which was just right for his body, which needed rest at the moment.

After having breakfast and tidying up the table, Amamiya Rin casually picked up the manga magazine that Fujino Terumi had left behind the night before and started flipping through it.

The ward was quiet, with only the faint sounds of city noise and the rustling of pages turning outside the window. Sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting stripes of light and dark on the magazine pages.

Amamiya Rin casually flipped through the magazine.

In terms of entertainment, this world seems to be similar to his previous life. He has read most of the manga in Weekly Shonen Jump, including One Piece, Hunter x Hunter, Shaman King, and Hikaru no Go.

Tossing aside Weekly Shonen Jump, Amamiya Rin picked up another magazine, Weekly Big Comic Spirits. After flipping through a few pages, a very familiar art style caught his eye.

The story is titled "Waterfall Meditation".

In order to seek a spiritual breakthrough, the protagonist of the comic travels alone to the deep mountains to practice asceticism by a waterfall. From afar, he sees several other figures also practicing asceticism, each with a different posture, immersed in the harsh baptism of nature.

The protagonist intended to go over and say hello, but when he got closer, he found that the figures had disappeared.

The protagonist was somewhat puzzled, but did not delve into it. He walked alone to the bottom of the waterfall and endured the impact of the icy water.

Just then, the protagonist suddenly discovered that the cultivators who had just disappeared had actually appeared beside him!

Moreover, their physical forms became extremely abnormal, only a dozen centimeters tall, like bizarre dolls, yet they still maintained the posture of cultivating by the waterfall.

The protagonist reacted with surprising calm to this extraordinary sight.

After finishing his training, the protagonist walked to the riverbank not far away, preparing to relieve himself.

As he released his urine with pleasure, the practitioners who were originally below the waterfall gathered again under the spray of his urine, adopting the same posture as if they were treating the protagonist's urine as a waterfall.

Only then did the protagonist finally feel immense terror, hastily pull up his pants, and flee the riverbank in a panic.

"It looks familiar...no, it looks way too familiar, this art style..."

Amamiya Rin frowned slightly.

The story and art style of this short story have a strong sense of déjà vu.

Especially the technique of seamlessly blending the everyday and the absurd...

"Junji Ito?"

In Amamiya Rin's memory, only Junji Ito's manga has this style and art style.

He flipped back to the title page of the comic and his gaze fell on the author's signature, a simple English letter—J.

"J... Horror cartoonist J!"

A sudden inspiration struck Amamiya Rin.

Junji Ito's manga world actually includes a real person, Junji Ito!

One is a cat diary, the other a dog diary. The male protagonist is Junji Ito, and the drawings depict his daily life raising cats and dogs. The male protagonist is a horror manga artist, and his pen name is J.

There are also some very short stories. I remember that Junji Ito appeared in one of them as a manga artist. At the request of the person in charge, he experienced all sorts of events and then drew them into manga for publication. It was a comedy manga.

He remembered that there was a story about waterfall training, although he had forgotten the details of the content.

"The path to physical enhancement has been found!"

Yu Gonglin's face showed a slight joy.

He remembered a very short story where Junji Ito was asked by the person in charge to go and experience pressure training, but he went to the wrong place. The gym he went to put people in a giant pressure cooker and put them under pressure. Although it was ridiculous, the effect was very strong. It strengthened him in all aspects from the inside out. In just two or three sessions, he could go from a skinny stick to a muscular man.

Nowadays, Amamiya Rin's spiritual cultivation is no less than that of a highly respected monk; his greatest weakness is his physical health.

Even if he fully recovers, his physique will only be that of an average young man. He can learn fighting techniques in his dreams, but physical fitness is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Since Junji Ito is also a manga artist in this world, he can easily find Junji Ito after being discharged from the hospital. As long as he can find out the location of the gym, he can quickly achieve the physical strength that limits humanity.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight had lost its midday heat and become gentle and lazy.

After finishing a round of meditation, Amamiya Rin clearly perceived the brains of the Tomies through the [Tomie Network], as well as their noisy, beehive-like communication of consciousness.

This place is filled with all sorts of trivial desires, comparisons, and contempt for others.

The effects of the previous day's meditation seemed to have completely disappeared from their bodies.

"The time has come, my companions. As agreed, the one whose overall performance today needs the most improvement, please temporarily hand over control of your body to me so that I can learn combat techniques."

With a thought, Amamiya Rin conveyed his will to Tomie and the others.