Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle

Chapter 178 The Melting Face, Please Accept My Sincere Apology

"This is a school, not a place where you can throw a tantrum!"

Azawa Yuuma tried to break free from the woman's grasp, but to no avail. Seeing that a growing crowd was gathering, he had no choice but to patiently coax her:

"I'll talk to you again when we have lunch. We need to go to class now, Maiko. You know I'm not that heartless."

"All right."

Maiko Mori let go of Yuuma Azawa and walked away dejectedly.

"Ring ring~"

The school bell rang.

The crowd dispersed, leaving behind only quiet whispers that pierced Maiko Mori's heart like needles.

She was wearing a hat with a veil covering her face, and she pulled the veil closer, trying to cover herself more completely.

I happened to pass by Jiu Zhiche.

He saw her profile.

It looks just like the way melted wax drips onto a candle and then solidifies after being lit.

Simply put, the facial features seem to be melting, making it look creepy and terrifying.

Jiuzhiche recalled a post he had seen on a forum before, in which the boyfriend said she was the most beautiful girl and asked everyone to take a look. He also attached a picture that looked very similar to the girl in front of him.

Looking at it now, her facial features are different, which means that the girl's appearance on the forum before was inseparable from Azawa Yuuma.

The original Dissolving Teacher series describes how Yuuma Azawa had a girlfriend. By constantly praising her beauty, he made her originally pretty face become uglier and uglier. The key point is that the girl was bewitched by his words and did not realize that she was becoming ugly. In the end, her facial features began to melt like brain matter.

Yuuma Azawa just loves to look at that melting face and praise it.

The key point is that this scumbag chose to date beautiful women, but ended up ruining them.

Jiu Zhiche could see that the girl's life force had diminished by at least a third.

He tentatively sent one purification spell over.

"Well......"

Suddenly, Maiko Mori covered her face, looking very distressed.

The purification process had some effect.

Compared to the irreversible situation of brain matter being dissolved, the face being melted seems to be somewhat useful for purification.

But purification is not a panacea.

Maiko Mouri felt inexplicable pain for a while before she finally took her hand off her face.

There was a faint black aura around her, which dissipated somewhat.

Jiuzhiche used another purification spell, and the black energy dissipated completely.

This means that the curse on her has been lifted.

But the disfigurement could never be restored.

Jiuzhi Che returned to the infirmary.

When lunchtime arrived, he returned to the vicinity of that classroom.

Sure enough, Azawa Yuuma grabbed Mouri Maiko and led her to a less crowded spot.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Yuuma Azawa questioned her directly, as if he had sensed something, and kept staring at Maiko Mori.

His scent on her was gone?

"You said you loved me the most, so why did you break up with me?"

Just now, Maiko Mouri wanted to ask her ex-boyfriend that question, but for some reason, she can't bring herself to say it now.

Upon closer inspection, her ex-boyfriend was just average-looking. She considered herself to be pretty, so why did she abandon her job, find clues, and travel all the way to confront him?

Maiko Mouri couldn't empathize with herself from 45 minutes ago.

So she remained silent.

Azawa Yuuma suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Who did you just see? Did anyone do anything to you?"

Who dares to touch his work!

He was so close, so very close, to having the most beautiful face in the world!

Azawa Yuuma's eyes grew increasingly angry and gloomy, shattering his usual gentle and humble demeanor.

Maiko Mori involuntarily took a step back, realizing she didn't seem to know her ex-boyfriend very well: "What right do you have to ask so many questions? We've broken up! Forget it, I'm not in the mood to ask you anything anymore. Goodbye!"

"No!" Azawa Yuuma refused to let go, his face contorted with rage. "Was it him? Was it someone in a white coat who approached you?"

"Are you crazy! I'm calling the police if you don't let go!" Maiko Mori pulled out her phone, then suddenly paused, staring blankly at the screen—

The face on the screen looked completely unfamiliar, melting and shifting downwards, unlike a human.

"ah--"

Maiko Mori's eyes widened in horror as she let out a sharp, desperate scream.

In a moment of panic, Azawa Yuuma almost forgot his own ironclad rules of conduct.

Be humble in your personal life, but make a public apology.

He immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, "I'm sorry! Wu Zi! I'm breaking up with you not because I don't love you, but because I love you too much. I feel ashamed and worried that I'm not good enough for your stunning beauty. Please forgive me. I want to earn your forgiveness and bury this love deep in my heart. I'm so sorry..."

The power of the curse took effect on Maiko Mori.

She was still screaming when suddenly her head spun, but the next second she was fine again. After this back and forth, she regained some of her senses.

"Azawa Yuuma! What did you do to me? How did my face become like this? Did you poison me? I didn't notice anything before..."

She tried to grab Azawa Yuuma's collar, but he was still kowtowing, saying things like "please forgive me."

Maiko Mori was shocked and furious. She slapped him repeatedly, her fingernails scratching his face mercilessly.

Jiuzhi Che hid behind the pillar, concealing his merits and fame.

Azawa Yuuma wanted to kill the other party to silence them with an apology curse, but he immediately used purification.

As expected, Maiko Mori, who had not yet been tainted by the apology curse, could be saved.

The apology curse was purified effortlessly.

Yuuma Azawa thought that Maiko Mori was already close to death and would die suddenly after apologizing a few times, but the curse did not work!

By this time, passersby had already noticed this.

He panicked even more.

"My lord, my lord, my lord, please help your devout believer, my lord..."

As Azawa Yuuma fends off the woman's fingernails, he mutters to himself.

A humanoid black mist surged out from behind him, leaning close to Azawa Yuuma's ear, "*".

A syllable that is incomprehensible, the kind that cannot be understood in human language.

Jiuzhiche heard it.

The black mist seemed to glance in the direction of Jiu Zhiche before dissipating.

This is the apologetic demon, the devil standing behind Azawa Yuuma.

The information that Jiuzhiche's spiritual senses gave him was that the opponent was quite strong, even stronger than Asmodeus's previous clone.

They can fight.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Azawa Yuuma's eyes as he continued to apologize, "I'm sorry—"

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Yuuma Azawa was clearly bewildered. How come he's still alive?

He even used the enhanced version of the apology mantra given to him by an adult!

The next second, several long, bloody scratches appeared on his face, causing him waves of pain.

Until a passerby couldn't stand it anymore and separated them.

Yuuma Azawa was still in a daze.

The figure by the wall stepped away, leaving only a wisp of white clothing fluttering in the breeze...