Why is my anime art style so weird?

Marui Zenji, who hadn't joined the crowd in their wild antics, was the first to notice something was wrong. He pointed out the window in shock and shouted.

Everyone stopped their merriment, looked at the blood moon outside the window, and began to discuss it.

"What, what is this?"

"An astronomical spectacle!?"

"It looks so weird!"

Just then.

"The color of the flowers of the two trees of Sala

The principle that what prospers must fall must be

おごれる人も久しからず

Only spring's dream of the night

......"

Suddenly, a classical Japanese song rang out from outside the door of room 205.

The song was mournful and poignant; even if one couldn't understand its meaning, it would still bring tears to the eyes of the listener.

The room fell silent; the sudden singing seemed to have stirred up their deep reluctance to part.

Everyone wore an expression of profound sorrow.

Marui Zenji, the only one with a good understanding of classical Chinese and who seemed to have comprehended the content of the waka poem, was completely bewitched. His eyes were glazed over, and he staggered toward the door like a walking corpse...

The others in the room seemed hypnotized, staring blankly at Marui Zenji as he walked to the door and slowly turned the doorknob...

Only Soma Yukihira and Shun Ibusaki looked slightly conflicted, as if they were enduring something.

When Soma Yukihira saw Zenji Marui's actions, he instinctively reached out his hand towards Zenji Marui while shouting:

"Don't open the door!"

Unfortunately, it's too late...

Squeak!

With a soft click, the door opened, and a strange figure appeared in the doorway...

Upon seeing this eerie figure, Xu Ming couldn't help but shudder.

This eerie figure, dressed in a pink cherry blossom kimono adorned with scarlet flowers, reveals upon closer inspection that these flowers are not painted on at all, but rather traces formed by blood dripping onto the surface and slowly seeping in.

Holding two blood-red folding fans, which also appeared to be soaked in blood, Xu Ming could even vaguely see many faces flashing by, their expressions filled with pain and silent screams.

Even more bizarrely, the area above the blood-stained kimono where the head should have been was now empty!

All that could be seen was a smooth, blood-red cross-section, as if it had been beheaded by a skilled swordsman.

Judging from the curves of the figure, it is vaguely discernible that this strange figure appears to be a woman.

The headless woman in a kimono slowly entered room 205, singing eerie songs and dancing strangely while holding two blood-stained folding fans.

From the moment they saw her, almost everyone stared at her with blank eyes, as if their souls had been sucked away.

Only Soma Yukihira showed a hint of struggle on his face, but it quickly faded into confusion.

Xu Ming even found himself affected, experiencing a moment of mental confusion. Fortunately, what he saw was just a 3D image similar to a movie replay, so the impact was not significant.

Realizing something was wrong, Xu Ming immediately turned his face away, no longer daring to look at her.

Accompanied by ancient-style waka poetry, she waved her folding fan, her dance becoming increasingly graceful and elegant.

But the mournful song, the blood-stained folding fan, the headless woman in a blood-stained kimono, and the blood-red moonlight.

The scene in room 205 at this moment was incredibly eerie and terrifying.

Soon, something even more terrifying happened.

Xu Ming suddenly noticed that everyone in the room was starting to shrink, as if they were being shrunk in size.

Not only that, their facial features and skin also began to change, becoming whiter and more reflective.

In the end, Xu Ming watched helplessly as they turned one by one into Japanese dolls made of white porcelain.

So that's how the Japanese dolls in the room came about...

A chill ran down my spine.

Xu Mingqiang suppressed his fear and patiently watched the 'event replay' in front of him, hoping to find the clues he needed.

Xu Ming soon discovered that although everyone was turning into a Japanese doll, the speed at which they were doing so were completely different.

Daigo Aoki and Shoji Sato were the first to be transformed into dolls, followed by Yuuki Yoshino, Ryoko Sakaki, and Zen Marui, and then Shun Ibuzaki.

Soma Yukihira lasted the longest. While everyone else had turned into puppets and remained motionless, he had just shrunk to the size of a puppet, still retaining the skin color of a living person, and his body seemed to be struggling slightly.

It seems that the stronger a person's willpower, the better they can resist mutations.

However, when faced with supernatural forces, even the Medicine King, who could once easily win over the judges' tongues, seemed powerless and eventually turned into a puppet.

"what!!"

Just then, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Megumi Tadokoro rushed out, holding a shard of mirror and her palms covered in blood.

I don't know where she got the courage, but she actually rushed over, picked up the Yukihira Soma doll, and ran outside.

"ah!!!"

The headless woman seemed to be enraged by Tadokoro Megumi, letting out an angry scream that sent visible sound waves spreading outwards.

As the sound waves swept over her, Tadokoro Megumi's body suddenly froze, and her pupils began to lose their luster.

Chapter Sixteen: The Truth About the Polaris Dormitory and the Waka Poems Outside the Gate

Just then, Tadokoro Megumi suddenly found a surge of willpower.

A resolute glint flashed in her eyes, and without a word, she raised the shard of mirror in her hand and stabbed it hard into her thigh.

puff!

Blood spurted out, but the stinging pain allowed Tadokoro Megumi to break free from the invisible control and stumble out of the door of room 205.

Xu Ming sighed inwardly; so this was the truth of what happened that night.

However, Xu Ming had more questions in his mind.

What's going on with the blood moon that suddenly appeared in the sky above the distant moon?

Xu Ming was quite certain that this strange blood moon phenomenon only occurred in the far moon, because he had lived in Tokyo for so many years and had never heard of or seen such a bizarre astronomical spectacle.

Moreover, it is likely that someone deliberately blocked information behind the scenes, causing the strange phenomena occurring in Totsuki to go completely unnoticed by the public.

What exactly happened at the Totsuki Tea House? And where did that headless woman in a kimono come from?

Oh, right, that headless woman!

Xu Ming's body jolted, and he instinctively looked up at the headless woman.

But he discovered that the other party did not chase after Tadokoro Megumi; instead, they were facing the direction he was in.

Even though the other party had no head, Xu Ming could still feel a malevolent gaze fixed on him.

She can see me?!

How can she see me?!

Xu Ming was certain that the other person was staring at him, because he had deliberately chosen a corner with a wide field of vision to make it easier to observe the situation in the whole room.

There was nothing here, except for him...

This discovery was extraordinary, and Xu Ming was completely stunned.

He had always thought that what he was watching was just a replay similar to a holographic projection, or a more advanced illusion, at most a bit more realistic.

To my utter surprise, this headless woman who only existed in the past was able to find him!

Just then, Xu Ming felt a familiar dizziness strike him, the world spun around him, and the scenery before his eyes blurred.

When Xu Ming opened his eyes again, he found himself still sitting on the floor of room 205.

Before me stood a circle of candles he had arranged himself, and the air was thick with the musty smell of decay.

Isshiki Satoshi remained seated directly opposite him, looking at him with concern.

"Are you alright, junior? You don't look too good."

Xu Ming waved his hand.

"I'm fine, I just encountered a little accident."

Isshiki Satoshi's expression immediately turned serious.

"It looks like you've seen her."

Not only did I see her, but I also shared a deep, loving gaze with her across the distance!

Xu Ming couldn't help but mutter a complaint to himself.

"you……"

Just as Isshiki Satoshi was about to say something, a waka poem that Xu Ming recognized very well suddenly came from outside the door of room 205.

"The color of the flowers of the two trees of Sala

The principle that what prospers must fall must be

......"

The voice was mournful and desolate, sending chills down Xu Ming's spine.

Xu Ming's face immediately darkened.

"How did she manage to follow me all the way here?!"

"It's all my fault! My ability is to rewind time and show past scenes. Although they are just images from the past, because of the time rewind, they will still have a connection with the past. Ordinary people can't detect it, but vengeful spirits can."

Isshiki Satoshi explained with a look of self-reproach.

Then Isshiki Satoshi told Xu Ming some really bad news.

"Junior, she has probably already marked you with her resentment. As long as you are within the range of the blood moon, she can find your trace!"