Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle.

"I'll take you home."

Asking if I'm free, but all I do is offer to take people home...?

A vague sense of loss lingered in Sadako's heart. "Thank you."

That's all she could say.

Jiuzhiche stopped talking and watched her remove her makeup.

Before they knew it, the other actors had already left for another dressing room.

When the actors came to their senses, they all felt puzzled.

Why did they suddenly want to change dressing rooms?

Black Sadako let out a breath, withdrew her controlled psychic power, and concealed her accomplishment.

She came up with a new and fun way to play.

Once Sadako and Kyuichi are together, then turn Sadako into a deranged serial killer.

Jiuzhi Che's expression at that time will definitely be very interesting.

However, Black Sadako is still inexperienced and doesn't know how to play games, so she can easily lose herself.

Chapter 243 A Tacit Understanding

Sadako's hands were trembling slightly, something that others might not have noticed.

But Jiuzhiche could see clearly that Zhenzi's heart was not as calm as it appeared.

After all, he had just seen the person he liked kissing another girl.

"I'll help you."

Sadako was stunned for a moment, and the makeup remover wipes had already been transferred to Jiuzhi Che's hands. He used a light but firm touch to wipe her forehead, eyebrows, and then her eyes.

"Close your eyes." His voice was soft and gentle.

Sadako did as she was told without thinking.

The wiping motion on his eyelids was slow and deliberate, yet very careful.

Sadako felt like she was being cared for.

My previously dormant thoughts have rekindled.

Given all that has happened, it's hard not to think that Jiu Zhiche didn't like her.

He's not a central air conditioning system.

This doesn't apply to every girl.

Sadako wants to confess again.

"You can open your eyes now."

Jiuzhiche changed to a makeup remover wipe and moved the wiping from his eyes to his nose.

Sadako was worried about losing control, but she couldn't help wanting to see what kind of expression Jiuzhi Che would have.

So she opened her eyes.

Jiu Zhiche was applying her lipstick, one stroke after another.

Sadako's flawless white cheeks subtly changed color, a faint blush spreading across her makeup, clearly still burning hot.

She didn't believe that Jiu Zhiche hadn't noticed.

But Jiu Zhiche didn't bring it up, and his eyes didn't even flicker.

The tender seedling that had sprouted in Sadako's heart shrank back in a pitiful state.

He doesn't like me...

The wavering thoughts leaned towards a bleak outcome.

Black Sadako: "......."

She was getting frustrated by his indecisiveness!

"Jiu Zhiche still owes you a wish. You ask him to sleep with you."

Black Sadako came up with an idea. She didn't know the deeper meaning of sleeping together or the specific steps, but she knew that doing this would greatly improve the relationship.

Upon hearing Black Sadako's voice, Sadako glanced nervously at Jiuzhi Che, only to realize that Jiuzhi Che couldn't hear Black Sadako speaking to her.

"No way!!!" Sadako refused sternly.

What kind of behavior is this, using someone else's wishes to seek personal gain?

Jiuzhi Che carefully helped Zhenzi remove her makeup.

"You're too cowardly, I'll do it."

Black Sadako forcibly gained control of her body.

Sadako, for some reason, did not resist.

Once she returned to the third-person perspective, Sadako felt a pang of regret.

Black Sadako wouldn't actually make that request, would she?

Jiuzhi Che used a washcloth to dry Zhenzi's face, seemingly unaware that someone else had taken her place.

"A-Che, do you like me?"

Suddenly, Black Sadako asked the question, in Sadako's tone.

Jiuzhi Che paused slightly, then said, "Yes."

Sadako's heart skipped a beat.

Black Sadako didn't expect that Kyuichi Che would admit it so easily.

Just as she was about to help Sadako seal their love with a kiss, Jiuzhiche suddenly curved his lips into a smile and covered half of Sadako's face with his left hand, "Sadako is so beautiful and kind-hearted, who wouldn't like her?"

Black Sadako pursed her lips, not wanting to give Jiuzhi Che a chance to gloss over the matter with a joke. "I meant—"

She paused for a moment, then said, "It's a good friend's affection. I... I don't have many friends. Thank you for liking me."

Sadako broke free of her restraints in time and returned to her body.

She understood what Jiu Zhiche meant, so she didn't want to put him in a difficult position.

She chose to respect his ideas and respond in accordance with his wishes.

Jiu Zhiche looked at her and said, "You deserve it."

Sadako's eyes welled up with tears. She turned her head away and said, "The performance is over. It's alright now. Let's go home."

Sadako was furious. "Scumbag! Pervert! Irresponsible! Are you even my sister? Why don't you keep asking questions!"

Because everyone knows the truth, and no one is stupid.

Sadako replied softly, "He must have his reasons. If... he will tell me when the time comes."

This is Sadako's heartfelt sentiment.

Black Sadako almost needed oxygen. She scurried into the vicinity of Sadako's mental world and didn't respond no matter how much Sadako called out to her.

Jiuzhiche escorted Zhenzi home and then drank a glass of sweet orange juice.

Before leaving, he said, "The request I made to you before will remain valid forever."

But she didn't use it...

Therefore, there's a reason why most female ghosts are devoted lovers.

The room fell silent.

Sadako wasn't as disappointed as she had imagined.

It's probably because she discovered that A-Che had different feelings for her.

She was secretly pleased.

As for why A-Che didn't face her honestly, she thought it was related to Tomie and Kayako.

He showed extra tolerance only to them.

Sadako used to hate philandering and unfaithful men, but when it comes to being devoted and loyal, people are different.

As for how she felt about A-Che, she had never wavered from the moment she realized her feelings.

Never.

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Jiu Zhiche did not go home immediately.

"Come out."

He noticed the little tail when it caught up with him again.

Around the corner, Aze Qiantan jumped out with wide, upturned eyes, "Brother!"

Jiuzhiche waved to her.

As Aze Qiantan approached, the aura of "jealousy" emanating from her became even more pronounced.

One can imagine how much ice cream she ate during that time.

"Condition."

He spoke coldly.

Aze Qiantan quickly said, "That car appears at the edge of various alleys every night at 8 o'clock. What it has in common is that there are many children around. Also, it no longer sells, but only gives to children under 8 years old."

Jiu Zhiche looked at her, and she pulled out a nearly melted ice cream from her clothes.

Given her appetite, she must have taken more than one; it goes without saying where the rest went.

Jiuzhiche didn't care; he picked up the ice cream and examined it.

The aura of the curse was much stronger and more concealed than the previous ice cream.