Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle.

Tomie's expression changed slightly; something was off.

A slight smile played on her lips.

Sometimes, she understands his thoughts instantly.

"this......"

Normally, she would stand up to Jiuzhi Che in these matters head-on, but Fu Jiang had never tried it before and hesitated, which was unusual for her.

Without hesitating for more than a few seconds, the next second, Jiu Zhiche had already embraced her and kissed her...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

I used to live such a hard life.

Jiuzhi Che chased Tomie, who wanted to come in, out.

If this continues, his iron will will probably melt away like butter.

Last time, he pulled Tomie into the bathroom, and he barely managed to stop himself.

In fact, he made it clear in most cases.

Tomie and her ilk have basically accepted it.

But when it comes to the final step, it's still a bit short of perfection.

Tomie and her ilk are the embodiment of desire. Once they taste the sweetness, it will definitely not be solved by just kissing. They will probably go crazy.

This was something Tomie Uzumaki told him.

Jiuzhiche stayed at the hotel for two days and one night.

If it weren't for Tomie Uzumaki's strong self-control and ability to restrain her desires, Kyushige Tetsu would never have been able to leave.

In conclusion: It's okay to play around with it, but don't take it too seriously.

But we can't keep looking for Tomie Uzumaki every time.

Jiuzhiche thought of Sadako; if he wanted to have a serious relationship, Sadako was the most suitable.

Kayako... Kayako isn't good enough; the Ju-on Kayako on her body is too risky.

If they have a real relationship, how can you deal with the fact that Kayako from Ju-on goes crazy as soon as he has even the slightest contact with other girls?

Jiuzhi Che shook his head, putting aside these emotions, he prepared to rest.

The day after tomorrow is the time Miyamoto Takeshi mentioned.

He needs to take the day off tomorrow. There are several posts on the forum that seem highly suspicious, which he can use to boost his mental strength.

"You heartless bastard." Tomie got into bed and angrily slapped his abs.

"You're too charming, I'm afraid I can't resist, okay?"

These words were pleasing to the ear. Tomie hummed softly, hugged his waist, rested her head on his hand, and closed her eyes.

Gradually, Jiuzhiche also fell asleep.

Generally speaking, saying someone has fallen asleep is never a good thing.

Chapter 142 Madness in Dreams, and Madness Too

Jiuzhiche's vision blurred, and he once again passed through the black world and arrived in the white light world.

This is Sadako's world.

The scene is the same as last time: a country cottage, a dark attic, a small television emitting a faint light, and Black Sadako curled up in the corner.

This time, Black Sadako is 10 years old, and should be exactly the same size as her original self.

I remember last time, before Black Sadako's self-awareness appeared, the one who wanted to pierce Kyuusei Tetsu's eyes was Black Sadako in the dream.

What about this time?

Black Sadako seemed to be asleep, and there was no movement.

Jiuzhiche looked at the door and decided not to kick it.

Black Sadako is still asleep.

So he rummaged around on his clothes and actually found a small piece of wire.

"Click".

The door opened in less than a second after the lock was inserted.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Heihachiro Ikuma carrying a tray towards me. "You—"

Jiuzhi Che knocked his opponent down with two powerful punches and then ignored him.

Then I met a pair of beautiful eyes.

It was Sadako. She looked at her father on the ground, then at Jiuzhiche, "Ache, it's been a long time."

How long?

He remembered that they had met during the day.

Sadako did something that Kyuuji Tetsu hadn't expected: she hugged him, pressed her face tightly against his chest, her cheeks slightly flushed, but she felt a sense of satisfaction.

“A-Che, she refuses to see me, and I can’t find her.”

"In the dream last time, the one who was holding you was probably her. I thought it was my dark side."

"What should I do, A-Che? Before, I only suspected me... Now I'm sure, Black Sadako has fallen for you, and it's affecting... me."

Black Sadako is a name that continues the tradition of Kyushu Tetsu. In reality, Black Sadako has no name.

Jiu Zhiche: "? She hates me too much to like me."

Jiuzhiche said this with great certainty.

Although Black Sadako likes to bite his neck, hug him, and glare at him, how could she possibly like him?

Sadako's heart skipped a beat. Could it be?

She always felt shy when she looked at him. She had thought she was going to be a mistress, but later she found out that it was because of Black Sadako.

But what if it isn't?

Jiuzhi Che placed his hands on Zhenzi's shoulders and looked into her eyes: "No matter what happens to her, you must take good care of yourself. There are still so many beautiful things in the world, and you still have so many dreams. Go and witness them one by one, and realize them one by one, so that you will not have lived in vain."

Sadako was startled, her eyes softening. She stood on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around Jiuzhi Che's neck, "Mmm..."

In her dream, A-Che was just like a real person; his speech was clear and unhindered, which pleased her greatly.

Black Sadako coldly observed everything from the small doorway.

She had just woken up when she saw Jiu Zhiche comforting her sister.

How gentle.

He always had a fierce look on his face when it came to her.

During the day, they discussed not letting her out, and she was already holding back her anger.

Indeed, there is nothing or no one in this world worth cherishing!

Sadako's mind flashed through images of coconut water, strawberries, ice cream, and watermelon.

She shook her head.

Those things don't matter!

Jiuzhi Che, you should just die!

I want Sadako to die a painful death!

At the same time, she also wants to lure Sadako to the countryside, and after they merge, she wants to make sure there is no more sound in the world.

In this way, there will be no conflict, no pain, no disputes...

Of course, none of this concerned her; she simply disliked everyone.

"How long are you going to keep spying?"

"what?"

Black Sadako was still behind the door when a hand grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her out.

Jiuzhi Che pulled Black Sadako in front of him. "Here, this is Black Sadako. If you have anything you want to talk about, just say so."

Black Sadako tried to use her telekinesis to open Kyuusei Tetsu's hand, but she felt a powerful spiritual force suppressing her telekinesis.

When mental power is applied to someone with stronger mental strength, there is a certain possibility that it will be suppressed instead.

Sadako looked at the little girl with a fierce expression and felt a sense of absurdity.

She looks exactly like she did when she was a child, except she doesn't have that expression anymore.

"Can we get along peacefully?" Sadako hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "If you want to go out and have fun, you can use my body. I don't mind."

Black Sadako's struggling body stiffened for a moment, then softened, but a cold smile remained on her face: "Whether you mind or not is none of my business, anyway you can't stop me."

"You are my sister. As an older sister, you should be tolerant of your sister's rudeness. Black Sadako, I will try my best."

Sadako was not discouraged; instead, she responded in a gentle tone.

Jiuzhi Che stopped grabbing the little girl by the back of her neck and instead adopted a baby-holding posture to make Hei Zhenzi more comfortable.

Black Sadako gripped the neck and shoulder of Kyuusei Che with one hand in a claw-like shape, where the mark she had left was located.

She remained silent for a long time.

Only Jiu Zhiche knew that she had been gripping his neck the whole time.

Clearly, she was not at peace inside.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Heihachiro Ikuma, who was on the ground, was gone.

Instead, there was a puddle of mud, mixed with blood.

A strand of black hair flashed by.