Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

If Yamato hasn't returned by the time the curse is lifted, we'll know if it's been lifted.

"I didn't expect that the person who caused Xiao Ai to disappear was Mr. Gao Song. Why would he do such a thing?"

Ebisu sighed, angry and confused.

"Because Mr. Gao Song is not a good person. You don't know that I saw Xiao Ai hiding in the corner wearing only her underwear. I'm afraid..."

Mrs. Ebisu looked strange and spoke mysteriously.

Although the words were not finished, everyone could hear the unfinished meaning.

The most reasonable explanation is that the rebellion failed and he was brutally killed.

"Behind every curse, there is a tragedy."

In Ito Jun's opinion, the world may need a Detective Conan. If cases can be solved quickly after they occur and victims are given justice, there will not be so many terrible curses.

A few minutes later, Ai Shi came back, alone, and went to the third floor.

"Dad is dead."

Ai Shi looked gloomy and said sadly.

"He didn't get into the boundary before 12 o'clock, and Xiao Ai killed him."

"The curse hasn't been lifted?"

Hearing Aishi say this, Ebisu couldn't help but panic. He was almost seventy years old, and finally had the hope of leaving, but it was about to be shattered. Could it be that he was really going to die here?

"The curse has been lifted. From today on, everyone is free to move out of the apartment. Dad is the last person to die."

Ai Shi said this.

Everyone looked at each other, some believed it and some didn't, but before they raised any questions, Ai Shi walked into Takamatsu's house and carried Takamatsu Ai's body out from the wall. This behavior made Ebisu, Hotei and others shudder.

Ai Shi placed Takamatsu Ai's body against the wall. She leaned against the wall, sat next to the body, lowered her head and said nothing.

Faced with such a situation, the residents have nothing to say.

Except for Ito Jun and Ai Mi, all other residents moved out of the apartment overnight. Ito Jun watched the residents leave one by one, then turned around and went back to his room.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun had risen, and the morning glow fell from the distant sky to the earth, dispelling the darkness that shrouded the apartment.

Ito Jun was just about to go out when he suddenly had an impulse and went to the third floor of the apartment.

The apartment was very quiet, and no other sounds could be heard except his own footsteps.

"Everyone's gone... the apartment is mine?"

Although Ito Jun was joking, he was actually a little uneasy. He was the only one living in the haunted apartment, and the thought of it made his scalp tingle.

When he arrived at the door of Takamatsu's house, Ito Jun saw Ai Shi.

The girl sat by the wall, shoulder to shoulder with Takamatsu Ai's body. The corpse's right hand was on Ai's thigh, and Ai's hand was on the back of the corpse's hand. The intimate scene made Ito Jun feel cold behind his back.

"Everyone has moved away, but... I'm not going anywhere. I will always be with you... forever."

Ai Shi gently stroked the corpse's arm and spoke sweet words to Takamatsu Ai.

However, Ito Jun felt that this was more like a sacrifice, dedicating himself to free others.

Hanada no Oka High School, art room.

Jun Ito continued to practice his carving skills, and the first thing he carved was himself. This was also an attempt for him.

Mr. Okabe and Shimada arrived at the art room at 7:30.

"So early?"

Shimada looked at Ito Jun in surprise. From the degree of completion of the statue, it could be seen that Ito Jun had practiced in the art room for at least half an hour, because when Ito Jun left school the day before, the statue was still far from finished.

Mr. Okabe walked silently to Ito Jun and suddenly grabbed Ito Jun's arm.

"Well, change the way you hold the knife, and the way you use your wrist to exert force is also wrong..."

Mr. Okabe pointed out Ito Jun's mistakes and guided him on the correct techniques. Ito Jun understood immediately and quickly corrected his mistakes. It only took him two minutes to go from unfamiliar and clumsy movements to proficient ones.

"You have the talent of an immortal. I'm afraid that in a few years, you will surpass me."

Mr. Okabe was filled with emotion. He watched Ito Jun's movements with a very complicated look in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? Teacher, isn't Ito-senpai's level about the same as mine?"

Shimada had a strange look on his face. He glanced at Ito Jun's unfinished work and couldn't see how it was better than his.

"Idiot, you have been studying for two years, and Ito has just started to learn sculpture. It is too normal for him to be almost the same as you now, but he is still improving at a very fast speed. Yes, Ito is a sculpture genius that only appears once in a century, and he is destined to go down in history in the future!"

Mr. Okabe was very excited, and the way he danced around made Ito Jun a little worried. He wondered if his old arms and legs might faint by accident.

"Teacher, you are mistaken. Senior Ito has obviously studied for at least a year, and he is ready to carve a life-size portrait right away. How can this be something a beginner would do?"

Shimada said speechlessly, "Does claiming to be a beginner really mean that you are a beginner? Mr. Okabe is too naive."

"Stupid, you still have a lot to learn. Your mouth can deceive people, but your habits can't."

Teacher Okabe tapped Shimada on the head with a ruler. Couldn't he tell whether he was a newcomer or an experienced one?

"Have you ever learned it? You can tell by just looking at the movement habits. How come you can't tell the difference between people who practice regularly and people who are just starting out if you observe carefully?"

Shimada touched his head and smiled awkwardly. He was the one who couldn't see it. Ito Jun got the hang of it too quickly, so fast that he didn't have time to observe carefully.

"Ito, it's still too early for you."

Mr. Okabe looked at it for a while and suddenly said.

"what?"

Ito Jun looked up and asked in confusion.

"The human body is like a natural sculpture, with perfect formal factors such as symmetry and balance. The various parts of the human body are like large and small masses, forming a three-dimensional structure with volume and strength. The connection between the various parts of the human body has proportional coordination and morphological changes. With the changes in movement, the human body produces gentle ups and downs or strong and powerful rhythms and changes in lines..."

Mr. Okabe started talking nonstop.

"For beginners, human sculpture is too difficult. Even if you want to sculpt a portrait, you must start from the basics and master the human body structure first. If you want to sculpt a portrait for the first time, you will definitely make a failure. Ito, don't aim too high."

Ito Jun stopped moving and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know what level of talent he had. Mr. Okabe said he was a once-in-a-century genius, but a hundred years was too few. Wasn't it common in District 11 for talents to appear once in a thousand years or once in ten thousand years? Why was it once in a hundred years for him?

"Teacher, I want to learn human sculpture."

Ito Jun stood up and spoke sincerely to Mr. Okabe.

"Senior, the teacher is very busy recently, so let's start from the basics..."

Shimada walked between Ito Jun and Okabe teacher and spoke righteously.

"come on."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Okabe's voice sounded from behind Shimada. Shimada turned around in confusion and said, "Mr. Okabe, there is less than a week left until your solo exhibition."

"It doesn't matter," Mr. Okabe shook his head and walked to his workstation. "I'll explain while I do it. How much you can understand depends on your ability."

"Yes, Mr. Okabe."

Jun Ito walked over quickly and moved his unfinished work over as well.

Shimada was speechless. He couldn't help but look at Mr. Okabe with a resentful look.

Mr. Okabe had already forgotten about Shimada. He picked up a carving knife, chipped the arm of a bust, and began to explain the key points of human sculpture to Jun Ito.

Half an hour later, the bell rang and Mr. Okabe stopped talking. Ito Jun put down his carving knife and said goodbye to Mr. Okabe. Shimada also left the art room with Ito Jun and went to the classroom for class. Only Mr. Okabe, who had no class in the morning, stayed in the art room to continue repairing his sculpture.

After the morning class ended, Ito Jun immediately rushed out of the classroom, bought the famous fried noodles bread and a bottle of lactic acid bacteria drink at the canteen, and did not return to the classroom. Ito Jun went directly to the art room, borrowed the space in the art room, ate lunch, and then continued to sculpt.

"It seems that the white talent is even more powerful."

Ito Jun muttered to himself.

He felt that he had underestimated the benefits of [Love Craftsmanship]. At the current pace, he would only need one or two days to create a human sculpture.

In comparison, the blue talent, which requires meeting certain conditions to obtain two attributes and never allow one to fall in love or get married, is not very useful.

"Runjun, I'm here."

A sweet voice was heard, and Tomie walked in from the door with light dance steps and lay on Ito Jun's back.

Her breath blew on Ito Jun's earlobe, as if carrying some kind of medicinal property, making Ito Jun's earlobe flushed.

"Don't bother me at this time. I'm carving."

Ito Jun calmed his mind and said without turning his head.

"Wow, that's cool. A man who focuses on one thing is very attractive."

Tomie's breasts pressed against Ito Jun's back, and her voice was so full of adoration that it was hard not to feel complacent.

"Don't be crazy with me, you vulgar woman."

Ito Jun raised his chin and said coldly.

"You are no different from those women who want my photo. It's really disappointing."

Tomie's face darkened instantly. She looked at Ito Jun angrily: "You said, I'm the same as those women?"

"Don't you think so? Anyone can say those empty words. If you think you are different, prove it with your actions."

Jun Ito stared at the sculpture in front of him and spoke calmly.

"Action?"

Tomie's anger gradually subsided, and she wondered what the actual action that Ito Jun mentioned meant?

“Since you think I’m cool for focusing on sculpture, shouldn’t you give me your full support?”

Ito Jun said confidently.

"Then let me be your model. The best sculptor should have the most perfect model. Who else can it be except me?"

Tomie placed her right hand on her chest and a proud smile like a queen appeared on her face.

"Not interested. I just want to carve a sculpture that looks exactly like me."

Ito Jun pinched his arm joints, thought about it thoughtfully, then raised the carving knife and chipped the plaster statue a few times.

"You are clearly concentrating on carving, but you don't intend to carve out a perfect work of art? Runjun is indeed still a beginner. Although I want my beauty to become eternal in a tangible form, Runjun is still not up to the task now."

Tomie said lightly as she walked slowly in the empty space of the art room, looking at the statues placed around it.

"Who made this statue? It looks disgusting."

"I can't block this out from hearing it."

A somewhat unhappy voice came from outside the door, and Mr. Okabe pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw Tomie standing in the middle of the art room, his eyes couldn't help but be attracted to her.

For 99% of men, Tomie is like a spotlight, and even an old man like Mr. Okabe is not immune to Tomie's charm.

Rather, it can be said that because of his status as a sculptor, Mr. Okabe is more easily attracted to Tomie.

Chapter 12 Ayako's Curse

"Did you carve these statues? They're really disgusting. Why don't they have heads? Can't you find suitable models?"

Tomie spoke rudely to Mr. Okabe, but Ito Jun pretended not to hear her.

Although he didn't say it, he had a similar idea. A human sculpture without a head would look very strange no matter how you look at it. If a complete head was added to the statue, there would be no cartoon of a headless sculpture.

“I really don’t understand anything.”

Mr. Okabe's eyes turned contemptuous, and his words carried the disdain of an expert for a layman who confidently expressed wrong opinions.

"There is no need for a head at all. A statue without a head can allow people's imagination to extend infinitely. Art does not need a head!"

Okabe-sensei said in a shocking voice.

"Although human expressions can vary greatly, such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, if you look at the famous paintings from ancient times to the present, most of them, with a few exceptions, are expressionless or just smiling. Instead of this, it would be better to simply not have a head. Isn't that also good? It would be enough if the head was dissolved in the glass."

Ito Jun had no way to refute it, because it sounded like it made some sense, but when he thought about it carefully, it felt ridiculous, because if there was less expression, even the head would be ignored. This argument was too extreme.

"but……"

Teacher Okabe's gaze shifted away from Tomie's face, and a hint of struggle flashed in his eyes.

"Sometimes I want to make a sculpture with a head. Classmate, can you be my model?"