Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle.

It's quite enjoyable to say a few casual words.

As Jiuzhiche pondered this, he took several steps back.

Asmodeus was about to tear the tiny insect in front of him apart when suddenly, starting from the invisible handprint on its face, a dazzling white light emanated from within, quickly enveloping its body. In an instant, Asmodeus vanished.

Like bubbles in the air, it dissipated.

Before disappearing, the ram's head among the three heads gave Jiu Zhiche a sinister glare.

It seems to be saying: I'll remember you!

"Woo-drip—woo-drip—woo-drip—"

Outside the building, the long-absent sound of police sirens broke the brief silence inside.

Hashimoto Yoshimi struggled to her feet, glanced at Kyuichi Che with a complicated expression, then opened the door, turning back every few steps, and her figure gradually disappeared around the corner.

It's clear she's waiting for something.

Unfortunately, Jiuzhiche could not possibly save a murderer.

And she never mentioned their elopement again.

Perhaps it was the fact that Jiu Zhiche remained indifferent and cold when Asmodeus pierced her shoulder that brought her to her senses a little more sober.

Jiuzhiche plopped down on the ground.

Fortunately, it worked. His guess was correct; the true form of the demon couldn't be summoned so easily. Otherwise, this incomplete "purification" probably wouldn't have worked.

so tired.

It felt like my body had been hollowed out.

If Hashimoto Yoshiki were to kidnap him now, he would be powerless to resist.

Using purification consumes a lot of energy.

There is also a feeling of fatigue after relaxing following a period of mental tension.

"You jerk, pick me up!"

A sharp sound came from behind.

Jiuzhi Che shifted his position, scooped up Tomie's head, and held it in his arms.

Spending so much time in a room full of blood had significantly increased his sanity.

"Thank you."

Thank you for helping me back then, although you also helped yourself in the process.

A gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions.

"Hi~"

The response from Jiuzhi Che was a biting attack. He looked down and met Fu Jiang's beautiful eyes. Her eyes were red at the corners, and she seemed both angry and aggrieved.

Jiuzhiche originally wanted to kiss her cheek to comfort her, since it was said that after defeating the villain, there should be a passionate kiss.

But seeing Tomie's face covered in blood after she fell and rolled, he couldn't bring himself to eat her.

So he reached out and touched Tomie's hair.

Since he transferred schools a month ago, and after he and Tomie started to take a liking to each other, this is the first time they've been this close while they're both conscious.

"Speaking of which, how did you end up at my house, and what did Hashimoto Yoshi do to you...?"

"I received your message inviting me to your house. It's all that bitch Hashimoto Yoshi's doing. She must be impersonating you!"

It turned out to be the case.

When Jiuzhi Che returned home, he saw limbs and blood all over the floor as soon as he opened the door, and Hashimoto Yoshiko was standing in the middle, showing him her white teeth.

The scene was absolutely terrifying.

"This fucked-up world..."

In a world with Tomie, there are also demons; no matter how you look at it, there's no future to be seen.

Thinking of the worldview of a certain Ito manga artist from his past life, those despairing things, curses, monsters, crossroads, human head balloons, slugs, hell stars and the like, Jiuzhi Che had a bad feeling.

Death can happen in an instant, but the problem is he can't die!

Therefore, he must survive, no matter what, and survive well.

......

"Police have solved the dismemberment case that occurred a week ago in a rented apartment. It is understood that the perpetrator is a university student... who killed another female classmate out of jealousy. Furthermore, the perpetrator's boyfriend and a neighbor subsequently suffered tragic deaths..."

"The perpetrator's name is Hashimoto Yoshimi, and she is currently at large. The following is her information: 18 years old, long hair, 155cm tall, slender build... If you have any information, please contact number xxxxx..."

"Clap."

The driver turned off the radio and said to the passengers with a smile, "These college students nowadays, they're always getting caught up in love and romance, they don't cherish life at all. They work so hard to get into college, and in the end they become wanted criminals. Who can they complain to?"

In the back seat, a handsome young man nodded slightly: "You're right."

"Forehead."

The driver was taken aback, as it was the first time he had encountered such a supportive customer.

"We've arrived at our destination."

"Thank you."

Jiuzhi Che counted the cash, then picked up his backpack and got off the bus.

This is a high-end apartment; in the past, Jiuzhiche would never have considered renting it.

"Let me out, I'm suffocating!"

"Keep your voice down. You don't want to be captured and dissected for research, do you?"

The muffled voice continued to come from the backpack: "They're just lowly people. If I give them a chance, do you think they'll dare to mess with me?"

That's true. When Kujikichi was stealing her head from the morgue, he unfortunately ran into an employee. As a result, as soon as Tomie opened her mouth, the employee fell in love with her... head.

Not only did she lead Jiuzhiche through the internal medical passage, but she also gave all the money he had on him to Fujiang.

Refusal was useless; the other party immediately prostrated himself, begging Jiuzhi Che to take good care of Tomie.

Jiuzhiche: Thank you for the gifts of nature.

Upon arriving at the new house, Jiu Zhiche looked around and found it to be quite nice overall. The real estate agent he had hired hadn't lied and hadn't exaggerated anything when relaying the information.

He went to a nearby convenience store and bought some basic daily necessities.

Back in the room, after releasing Tomie, Kyushitsu prepared to take a shower. After spending a week in the hospital, he felt like he was being pickled in the smell of the hospital.

For the past week, Jiu Zhiche has been questioned by the police in his hospital room. Since he is clearly a victim, the police have not made things difficult for him.

The emergency call made by Kujiro Tsutomu was automatically disconnected after Hashimoto Yoshimi finished drawing the summoning circle. Kujiro Tsutomu deduced this from the call time and subsequent police questioning.

Clearly, the police were unaware that the demon had ever appeared.

Otherwise, whether to send him to a mental hospital as a madman or to believe in the existence of demons, without them witnessing demons firsthand, is not a choice.

After taking a shower, Jiu Zhiche felt much better.

Tomie swept the water glass off with her hair in dissatisfaction, her voice sharp: "Don't I need to wash? Selfish scumbag!"

Jiuzhi Che turned a deaf ear. Since Tomie's death, his personality seemed to have changed, becoming more and more like the personality of the comic book monster in his memory.

On the contrary, before, although her personality was a little bad, a little spoiled, and a little vain, it was still within the range of normal human beings.

"Ah! I'm going to die!"

Tomie was thrown into the bathtub.

"Anyway, you can control your hair and wash it yourself."

Jiuzhiche wouldn't indulge her. If it weren't for the need to absorb some spiritual energy, he might not have brought her back.

After all, everyone has a good family and someone should lead the way in life.

It's strange, Tomie's body hasn't grown back in a week. Maybe her abilities haven't been strong enough yet since they were just awakened?

No matter how much Tomie screamed in the bathroom, Kyuji started tidying up.

He didn't want anything from the old house anymore, most of which were stained with Tomie's blood. Besides, there wasn't much of value in it anyway, so he only took some documents and a new set of clothes.

This is all my possessions.

He put the clothes in the washing machine for no other reason than that the clothes were in his bag, and Tomie had been in the bag before. He felt it would be strange not to wash them.

I had just closed the washing machine door when the doorbell rang.

Jiuzhiche looked through the peephole and saw no black pupils or bloodshot eyes, but a long-haired woman with her head down, wearing a white dress.

Very well, he really doesn't want to open the door.

In the silence, the woman looked up and smiled: "Young man, my light bulb is broken, could you help me change it?"

—Author's Note—

The author would like to mention in advance that in Chapter 35, it is described that increasing the template progress requires using multiple times the spiritual energy. Some readers think that this is to reduce combat power, but in fact, we are now close to Chapter 400 and there is no shortage of spiritual energy.

Dealing with the oddities is only part of the book; the main focus is on the daily romance later on. If you're bothered by this, you can stop reading now.

Consuming multiple times the spiritual energy means that 30% or more of the progress requires 2 times the spiritual energy, 50% or more requires 3 times the spiritual energy, and 80% or more requires 5 times the spiritual energy. The higher the template progress, the greater the power.

Secondly, some readers believe that the protagonist could easily advance through some templates, but instead chooses to advance through other templates. The reason is that higher progress requires multiple times more spiritual energy, so unless there is an urgent need for a template, the progress of the templates will be increased evenly.

The plot holes are already so clear, and this is only chapter 4! Don't accuse me of holding back the power level; if you mind, you can go read a super exciting novel! The author is going crazy!

Chapter 5 Only the One and Only is Worthy of Me, Tomie

"..."

Clearly, Jiuzhiche wanted to drive the other party away with silence.

"Hello?"

"I'm too short, you should ask someone else for help."

Jiuzhiche confirmed the other person's complexion was rosy and healthy before speaking.