Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle.

"Jiuzhi... Lord?"

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"In other words, there is some inexplicable force pulling you to hang yourself on the power line outside the window."

"I remember seeing something hanging around my neck before I passed out."

Fujino Terumi tentatively touched her neck, then looked up, but there was nothing there.

Jiuzhiche watched helplessly as her hand passed through the string of the human head balloon.

"In short, I just cleansed you of the evil spirits. I told you before that you should call me if you encountered any problems. If I hadn't arrived in time, you would be dead."

Jiuzhi Che's stern and uncompromising tone startled Fujino Terumi, who quickly apologized, "I'm sorry. Before, I just thought I was too tired from shooting the magazine and my shoulders and neck were a little sore. When I heard something hitting the window at night, I thought it was a bird hitting it. Now that I think about it, it must have been that evil spirit... I won't do it again next time."

"From now on, if you feel anything is wrong, just send me a message."

Jiuzhi Che casually left a comment: "Of course, I may not reply."

he's gone.

Fujino Terumi scratched her cheek.

If another man said that to her, she would definitely fly into a rage and curse him to death.

But when Jiu Zhiche said that, she felt at ease and wished she could send him a message about how many times she went to the toilet each day.

This guy is a real lifesaver!

She touched her neck again.

No kidding, she really thought she was going to die this time.

huh~~~

My life has been saved.

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.

Sadako is haunted by a ghost.

No, it shouldn't be a ghost.

He was a strange man, over two meters tall, whose body was wrapped in bandages.

The first thing the strange man said upon meeting was, "Can you be my friend?"

Sadako hesitated for a moment, then ignored him instead of calling the police.

But it was precisely this indifference that made the other person think she didn't dislike him.

So I followed behind her.

I've been following them for a whole day now.

Every now and then he would come over and ask her, "Will you be my friend?" Sadako would put on her most serious expression, expressing her desire not to talk to him.

It's a pity it's useless.

He said, "You're not afraid of me, but all women and men are afraid of me. I'm so lonely."

Sadako felt no remorse at all; she took out her phone and called the police.

The strange man seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; he disappeared before the police arrived.

As soon as the police officer left, he came out again.

Sadako thought that if she had superpowers like her sister, she could drive away the monsters.

She looked sadly at her hands.

"I can lend it to you," Black Sadako said in her mind, with a hint of coaxing.

“If you kill him, he won’t come looking for you again.”

"Do you want Jiuzhiche to know that you can't even handle such a small matter?"

"You are my sister, I would never hurt you."

They'll only kill you.

Black Sadako's words pierced through Sadako's inner confusion, as if pointing out a path, a path of no return.

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.

Jiuzhiche took Kayako and Xiaohei back to Black Vortex Town.

"You've worked hard, Kayako. Go back and rest."

Kayako shook her head, looking disappointed, and said, "I couldn't help Shang Che."

Jiuzhiche kissed her on the cheek.

Kayako visibly felt the sunlight and went home with a silly grin.

Before leaving, Xiao Hei stayed behind.

It was Jiu Zhiche's request that Xiao Hei keep him company.

Xiao Hei blinked its big eyes and stared at Jiu Zhiche, as if it didn't understand anything.

Jiuzhiche stretched out his thumb and rubbed its forehead, and Xiaohei squinted its eyes comfortably.

"Meow~"

"Take me to her."

They both knew perfectly well who "she" referred to.

Xiao Hei reluctantly jumped out of Jiu Zhiche's arms and walked away in a certain direction with cat-like steps.

Jiuzhiche's eyes darkened, revealing a somewhat uncertain expression, and he followed Xiao Hei.

Should we allow Kayako, the Ju-on, to be born?

This has never been a multiple-choice question.

It's a fill-in-the-blank question.

The only answer.

But this would disappoint Kayako of Ju-on, who so desperately wanted to be born.

She even called him in advance, disregarding the possibility of his objection.

Is he really going to betray Kayako's feelings?

Room 606, Black Vortex Hotel.

A woman stroked her protruding belly, which looked to be about three or four months along.

The woman's expression was loving; she was eagerly anticipating the birth of her child.

She stroked it for a while, then something seemed to come to mind.

"Oh, and I also need to buy some clothes, socks, and shoes for the baby..."

The woman went out and walked along, completely ignoring the shouts of those around her.

Hello?

A man in a suit called out for a long time, but received no response.

He muttered in confusion, "Isn't she Kyoko Harase? I wanted to ask her for an autograph, but she seems not to hear me..."

Chapter 227 I've come to visit my future wife and the child in your belly.

"Clothes, socks, shoes..."

At the baby clothing store, Kyoko Harase didn't pick and choose; she simply grabbed more than a dozen sets of clothes, shoes, and socks and asked the cashier to pay.

Is this your first child?

The woman at the checkout asked questions enthusiastically.

"Yes......"

"I still have some imported baby formula. Want to buy a couple of cans? Everyone who's used my formula says it's great, especially effective for relieving dizziness in babies. I'll stock up..."

"No, my baby doesn't need formula."

"Oh dear, breastfeeding is very harmful to my body. Formula is more nutritious and easier to absorb—"

The woman's voice abruptly stopped.

Because Harase Kyoko was staring intently at her, her eyes seemed bloodshot, her expression cold and terrifying, she spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Need not."

The woman dared not say anything more and quickly paid the bill.

"I heard that the female lead in this film, 'The Grudge,' has a special connection to the story."

"Huh? It's not Kyoko Harase? I love her horror movies."

"Yes, she is the Queen of Ghosts. Rumor has it that she withdrew from the role in 'The Grudge' due to health reasons."

"What a pity."

"What's the big deal? It's nothing compared to a major life event. I heard she's pregnant!"

"Really? Her fiancé passed away just a few months ago, didn't he?"

"Big stars, you know how it is with their private lives."

"No way, I've liked her for so long..."

Two gossipy girls walked by, completely unaware that a disheveled woman nearby had overheard everything.

"The Ghost Queen..."

Kyoko Harase covered her forehead as the groceries she had just bought scattered all over the floor.

Her head hurts so much!

The Ghost Queen, the Ghost Queen sounds so familiar!