Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle

Hatada picked up a diary, and with a slight pressure, the diary shattered into pieces.

Then he gave a venomous smile and his figure slowly disappeared.

Half an hour later.

The face of the man from the attic reappeared, and after scanning the area and seeing that no one was coming back, he disappeared again.

The air grew quiet.

This luxurious detached house was so quiet it seemed no one had ever lived there, exuding a chilling aura.

Two hours later.

A cold wind swept by, and a figure appeared silently. The gas cylinder valve in the kitchen was twisted by an invisible force.

"Click, click."

The stove was lit.

Moments later, the flames came into contact with the gas, triggering a violent explosion.

The noise was so loud it startled almost the entire town.

People, like startled birds, looked in terror toward the direction from which the sound came, fearing that something like the Tombstone Man massacre would happen again.

"Are all the ghosts in this world actors?"

In an alley next to a house not far away, Jiu Zhiche stared at the towering flames, somewhat speechless.

If he wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't bother with all that complicated stuff.

However, to put it another way, the opponent wasn't very strong.

Otherwise, why bother with all that deception and cover-up?

What is he hiding?

Identity, or weakness?

However, everything was destroyed in the explosion.

Hatada's disguise was quite clever; even the Mystic Eyes couldn't see anything unusual about it, which must be because his ability was very good at concealing itself.

But he overlooked some minor details.

The lingering smell of burning in the air was seen by Jiuzhiche's demonic eyes, which is why he smelled it.

Furthermore, Hatada's attitude was off. His older brother's entire family had just died, yet he cleaned the whole house and dressed himself up neatly. There was something fishy about that.

Of course, the most crucial point is that upon first seeing Hatada, I didn't see the flame of life on his body, plus there was a system notification.

"Encountering a ghost grants an initial 18% increase in spirituality."

"Current progress of triggering template selection: 63%"

However, even without the system notification, Jiuzhiche would not fall for it.

So, from the beginning, Jiu Zhiche didn't get too close to this thing and kept watching the other party's performance!

Seeing that the people around him were starting to put out the fire, Jiuzhi Che did not linger and headed towards the direction of Xiaoquan's house.

Since we're already here, let's go see how their family is doing.

......

After returning from Tombstone Town, Jiu Zhiche went back to his laptop and started typing away.

He went out late at night, making Tomie think that Kyushiki Che was going on a date.

"Stop right there! What were you doing out there?"

Tomie sat on the sofa like a mistress of the house, her tone accusing someone of catching her in adultery.

Jiuzhi Che pulled Fujiang into the room and whispered in her ear.

After a moment, Tomie smiled and said, "They're all minor matters... Since you've said so, let's do it this way."

Day three.

After midnight today, the three-day death sentence will be up.

Thinking about Jiuzhiche still makes me a little excited.

Will I really die?

Can the ghost behind the scenes defeat the "immortality" template?

Without a doubt!

This ghost himself was suffering from the Curse of Withering, while Jiu Zhiche was completely unaffected and even banished the Curse of Withering. The difference in their abilities was obvious.

Jiuzhiche is quite concerned about the fact that he didn't dream last night.

Of course, it wasn't that I wanted to meet "Kayako" in my dreams, but rather that I found this strange. Logically speaking, after the Long Dream Curse overpowered the Tomie Curse, Kyushige Tetsu should have been having dreams every night, and they should be getting longer and longer.

But it disconnected last night.

Perhaps the Long Dream Curse is unstable on him?

Let's not think about this for now; we can't figure it out anyway. Let's see how things develop.

Jiuzhiche thought that since it was still early, he would go out for a stroll and see if he could encounter something strange to increase his spirituality.

Tomie suddenly said, "There's something you need to see."

"?"

"There are two fake corpses that need to be dealt with. Do you know what you can do?"

Tomie's face darkened slightly, clearly indicating that yesterday's outcome was not good.

Suburban crematorium.

Looking at the familiar place, Jiuzhi Che felt that Kawabe Riki's business really did all sorts of things.

They're not afraid of provoking a tough opponent.

Tomie had dressed up specially, with exquisite makeup and even her hair was styled, making her completely out of place in the atmosphere of the crematorium.

She didn't seem to be there to solve problems; she seemed to be there to swagger around.

"It's you."

Kawabe Riki was having a headache. In addition to the stone corpse that couldn't be burned last time, he encountered a new strange thing. That day, a man delivered two corpses and offered a price that he couldn't refuse, so he immediately started working.

The corpses' faces were covered in blood, but their features were still vaguely discernible. Kawabe Riki was still thinking that they were twins, and he had no concept of whether they were beautiful or ugly.

To everyone's surprise, after working overtime, what came out of the incinerator was a charred corpse—yes, just one, only one.

But why can't this body be burned?

The man came again yesterday, and a woman came with him. Kawabe Riki thought, "So they're triplets."

The woman looked unwell and left after a short while.

"And you?!" Kawabe Riki never expected to see Kujiro Tetsuya again.

"Let me check the situation."

Jiuzhi Che didn't say much.

"Okay, please follow me."

Kawabe Riki led the two to a small, private room where a corpse lay on a stretcher.

Upon closer inspection, Jiu Zhiche's entire body was charred black, with traces of charred skin all over his skin.

I remember in the original work, Tomie's abilities were improved and replenished step by step. At first, she could be burned away with fire so that new Tomie would not grow back. She could also be soaked in highly corrosive liquids such as strong acids to inhibit her growth. Later, fire and strong acids became useless. She even evolved to the point that she could assimilate others by implanting a single hair into their bodies. Even if she turned to ash, she could regenerate.

Now it can't even be burned, has Tomie's ability increased so quickly?

"You, get out first!" Tomie ordered Kawabe Riki without any politeness. Kawabe Riki glanced at them, didn't say a word, and closed the door behind him when he left.

Tomie glanced at the corpse again, frowning in disgust. "Ache, use that holy light ability to destroy her."

Jiuzhiche approached the corpse and used purification.

He didn't refuse because he was also curious about the results of the experiment.

Under their watchful eyes, the corpse remained unchanged.

Ok?

Jiuzhiche wasn't sure if he was seeing things, but the corpse's arm seemed to have changed slightly, perhaps... shrunk?

Unsure? Let me try again.

Another purification process has been completed.

This time, Jiuzhi Che stared intently at the corpse's arm.

A moment later, he confirmed it: the arm had shrunk slightly; to be precise, the entire corpse had shrunk a little.

Does this mean the purification is somewhat effective, but not much?

Tomie, who had been observing all along, was delighted to see this: "Excellent, A-Che, your talent is very useful! Quick, in another hour, we can make this corpse disappear!"

Jiuzhiche couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Do you think I'm a perpetual motion machine?"

However, Tomie's body cannot be left outside. Otherwise, more Tomies will grow, causing even greater conflict. Deaths, resentment, and hatred will breed more strange and evil spirits.

This adds a hidden danger to Jiuzhiche's future bright and happy life.

Half an hour later.

Kawabe Riki had everything prepared: a long sofa that looked like a backless sofa, but was empty inside, just the right size to hold a corpse.

It must be said that the services offered by suburban crematoriums are truly diverse and comprehensive.

"This is troublesome."

Jiuzhi Che readily paid in cash.

Kawabe Riki shook his head: "I just hope I don't encounter any more strange things after this."

It's strange, but every strange thing has been related to this Mr. Jiuzhiche, twice already.

Upon hearing this, Jiuzhi Che glanced at him again. This "demon child" who used to bully kindergarten children when he was young seemed quite normal now that he was grown up. In particular, his gaze never lingered on Tomie.

That's interesting. Tomie's charm is irresistible to almost any man.

They hired someone to carry the sand to their apartment, and Jiuzhi Che and Fujiang hitched a ride with the movers back to their apartment.

After setting up the sofa, it was 8 p.m.

Jiuzhiche glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Unbeknownst to me, there are only four hours left until my three-day death date."