Why is my anime art style so weird?

Only one person will be selected as the top prize in the trial, so everyone who participates in the trial can be considered an opponent.

The precious reward and the sole victor force the trial participants to deceive and kill each other.

The person who designed this trial must have been a treacherous, cunning, despicable, and cold-blooded individual.

"Achoo!"

Kanako Yasaka, thousands of miles away, suddenly sneezed.

"Lady Kanako, do you have a cold?"

Sanae Kochiya immediately asked with a concerned expression.

Kanako Yasaka rubbed her itchy nose and said somewhat irritably:

"No, maybe someone is talking badly about me behind my back."

Suwako, holding a frog plush toy, chuckled and teased:

"It's because you, Kanako, always like to scheme against others. It's normal for people to talk bad about you behind your back."

"That's true."

Sanae Kochiya nodded in agreement.

"You two!"

Kanako Yasaka's forehead immediately bulged with a cross, and without saying a word, she raised her fist and punched the two men in the head.

Bang Bang!

Both of them suddenly developed large bumps on their heads.

There was still some time before the White Snake Trial began. Since the trial was so dangerous, Xu Ming was determined to seize the time to improve himself.

However, before that, Xu Ming had a very important thing to do.

Qinghe Private Hospital.

The afternoon sun shone on the green lawn, exuding a lazy atmosphere. Many patients were wheeled out by nurses to bask in the sun comfortably, and the surroundings were filled with a peaceful ambiance.

Xu Ming went directly into the hospital's main building along the main road.

This was his second visit, and the receptionist recognized him immediately.

Xu Ming thus obtained permission to visit without any difficulty.

We arrived at the ward of the elderly man, Yoshiya, on the third floor.

After several days apart, the old man seemed even weaker.

He lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, wearing an oxygen mask, and a bunch of instruments monitoring his heart rate and blood pressure next to him, which occasionally emitted a soft beep.

Xu Ming secretly rejoiced that he hadn't dragged it out for too long, otherwise he would have really had some regrets.

"Mr. Yoshiya".

Xu Ming came to the bedside and whispered in his ear.

Chapter 212 No Regrets

After a while, the old man opened his eyes with difficulty.

"We've already taken care of that."

Xu Ming gave a vague answer.

But the old man in Yoshiya understood immediately.

His eyes instantly shone with an unprecedented brilliance, as if his long-cherished wish had finally been fulfilled.

"In addition, I brought someone with me to see you."

Xu Ming said mysteriously.

He walked to the window and drew the curtains, instantly blocking out the sunlight.

The old man, Yoshiya, turned his gaze and looked at him with some confusion.

Xu Ming pointed to the door of the ward.

"Look who's here!"

The old man turned his head with difficulty to look at the doorway, where a figure that he knew all too well was standing.

The familiar pleated skirt, the familiar old-fashioned sailor uniform, the familiar gentle smile.

"Sachiko!"

The old man called out the name with difficulty, and his parched tear ducts instantly became moist, with hot tears streaming down his face.

"Aping!"

Sachiko Mizubayashi softly called the old man's name.

The old man used all his strength to slowly raise his withered and thin hand.

Mizubayashi Sachiko quickly came over and reached for the old man's hand, but unfortunately, she grasped nothing.

A hint of disappointment appeared on the girl's face, but the old man was oblivious, continuing to softly call her name.

"Sachiko, you're finally back."

The girl nodded gently.

"Yes, I'm back."

Although they couldn't touch, their hands were still overlapping.

At that moment, the old man felt as if time had flowed backward...

He transformed back into his youthful body, with a yellowed ancient book spread out in front of him, which he was slowly studying.

Suddenly, a pair of warm little hands covered his eyes from behind.

Guess who I am?

A voice whispered in his ear.

He grasped those small hands and gently moved them away.

"Stop messing around, I'm looking up information."

The girl behind him immediately puffed out her cheeks.

"Ugh~ Silly boy, I came to bring you something to eat. It's almost 2 o'clock now. If you don't want to eat it, I'll take it away."

As the girl spoke, a fox-like smile appeared on her face. She gently lifted the lid, and a rich fragrance immediately wafted out of the box.

Guh!

The young man's face immediately turned red.

The girl chuckled and moved all the documents in front of him aside, then opened several boxes and placed them in front of him.

"Eat quickly, you can work better after you finish eating."

"Oh."

The young man replied woodenly.

The girl sat opposite him, propped her chin on her hand, and watched him wolf down his food with a smile...

Sometimes, when he got tired of researching, he would fall asleep on the table.

When he wakes up, he always finds himself wearing a very warm coat.

He didn't look up any information; when he went out for a walk to clear his head, the girl would flutter freely in front of him like a butterfly.

Sometimes he wondered if he hadn't been so unlucky as to encounter that damn music box, would he be living a more peaceful life now?

However, this means he might never meet her again.

That's not good either.

Perhaps this is the best way to live.

I wish time could stop at this moment...

He grabbed the girl's hand and ran forward with all his might. Behind them, a dark shadow stretched along the corridor, as if swallowing everything behind them.

"Sachiko, hang in there! We're about to escape!"

However, it was too late. Just as they were about to escape, the shadowy figure caught up with them.

A resolute glint flashed in the girl's eyes.

She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly pushed the young man forward with all her might.

The young man immediately rolled out the door.

As he got up, the door slammed shut with a loud bang!

"Sachiko!"

The young man rushed to the door and pounded on it.

However, this door, like an insurmountable chasm, separated the two of them...

"Sachiko, you're finally back...!"

The old man, Yoshiya, was in tears, repeating the same phrase over and over.

"Yes, I'm here, I've always been here...!"

Mizubayashi Sachiko answered him patiently, her eyes glistening with tears, even though she was still in a soul state at that moment.

The old man seemed not to hear him, continuing to repeat himself, his voice growing softer and softer until it disappeared completely.

drop--!

The machine monitoring heart rate and blood pressure immediately sounded an alarm.

The ripples of a heartbeat on the screen suddenly turned into straight lines.

Xu Ming was startled and immediately exclaimed in alarm.

"Mr. Yoshiya! Mr. Yoshiya!"