rpbooks Chapter 200 Tomie in the Photograph
Chapter 200 Tomie in the Photograph
It was early autumn, and a gentle breeze was blowing, bringing with it tiny, barely visible swirls, carrying a slight chill that made people shrink back.
The leaves were not yet fully yellow, but they drifted down with the wind and landed on a piece of paper, covering the face in the photograph.
"Who's so inconsiderate, leaving paper everywhere?"
A hand brushed aside the fallen leaves and picked up the paper. When the girl saw the photo on it, she was so startled that she almost dropped the paper.
A gentle breeze blew, scattering more paper everywhere.
Only one photograph was printed on all the papers.
The girl, about 140 cm tall, had a flawless face, her eyes sparkling with a hint of arrogance. But from the left side of her head, another face emerged, its eyes bulging, the whites of its eyes lifeless, its entire face contorted in a grotesque expression, like a monster growing wildly from flesh, radiating ugliness, greed, and evil...
Jiuzhiche woke up a little late today.
Last night, the little girl Tomie insisted on sleeping with him, and he dared not stand up and kick her, otherwise countless Tomies would come to kick him the next day.
I only played some games and talked to the little girl Tomie before going to bed quite late.
She doesn't want to go to school today, but that's fine with her.
Anyway, even if she went, it wouldn't cause a major disturbance. Tomie's "restraint" is well-established. As long as she doesn't spend a long time with any man, those men won't lose their minds and only want to kill Tomie.
Jiuzhiche invited Kayako to go to school together.
I had only been gone a short while when I received an email notification.
It was a thank-you message from Yamashiro Rou.
A few days ago, Jiuzhiche called Roujie to tell her about the apologetic demon, only saying that it was seriously injured and probably wouldn't be able to cause any more trouble, but if another case of head injury occurred, she could tell him immediately and he would go and completely eliminate the other party.
And then there's Azawa Yuuma, the biggest accomplice of the apology demon, who is already dead.
After several busy days, Shan Chengrou finally had some free time and sent a formal text message to express her gratitude once again.
Although she had thanked him once over the phone, it didn't dampen her excitement, so she sent him a second message!
After reading the first part, Jiu Zhiche smiled slightly, but when he read the second part, he frowned.
"The story of the seven-day videotape curse has started circulating in Nanshan City."
The text message said that Yamashiro Yu heard it from another colleague who had returned from a business trip to Nanshan City.
The strange tale of the videotape curse is now widely circulating in Nanshan City. It is said that if you watch the videotape, you must show it to someone else within seven days, or you will definitely die!
There have been at least a dozen murders so far.
Those who died were all students.
Because they enjoy adventure, excitement, and trying different games.
Jiuzhiche raised his hand, intending to rub his forehead, but a hand landed on his brow first and gently rubbed it.
Looking up, I saw Kayako's concerned little face. "Che, are you feeling unwell? Let me rub it for you."
My fingertips started off slightly cool, then gradually warmed up. My fingers were soft and delicate, not the kind that seemed strong, yet they pressed just right.
An indescribable itch spread from between his brows. Jiu Zhiche took her hand. "Thank you, I'm fine."
Needless to say, once Kayako pressed him down, all the speechlessness in Jiuzhi Che's heart dissipated.
The videotape curse is indeed a hidden danger, and the key issue is that even Black Sadako cannot control the other party.
However, we could try to get Black Sadako to communicate with the cursed videotape.
The biggest worry is that the more people killed, the stronger the curse on the videotape will become, which will make things difficult.
"Ouch!"
Not far behind Jiu Zhiche, a little girl with disheveled hair covered her head as pebbles rolled down and she stepped on one of them.
A short while later, she followed them again.
Jiuzhi Che held Kayako's hand as they arrived at school.
As soon as he arrived, he sensed that something was wrong.
There were many pieces of paper scattered on the ground, and groups of two or three people were gathered around looking at them.
Jiuzhiche glanced at the ground and saw the photos on it.
There is one more line of text.
"Monsters have invaded our lives."
Jiuzhiche slowly read out the words above, smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Kayako also saw the photo. She paused for a moment, then focused more on Jiuzhi Che.
Che is very angry right now.
Half an hour later.
All the sanitation workers on campus were mobilized, and even the teachers joined in, all cleaning up the papers scattered on the roads.
The teacher also urged the students to hand over the paper they had just picked up, and stated that the photo was a composite and that someone was spreading rumors.
Soon, notices were posted on the school's official website and bulletin board, urging everyone not to believe or spread rumors.
An hour later, all the papers that could be collected were sent to the principal's office.
"Tap, tap."
The pen tip tapped on the table, making a rhythmic tapping sound.
Beside him, the middle-aged, balding principal wiped the sweat from his brow and cautiously asked, "All the papers have been collected and are here. Is there anything else you need, Mr. Jiuzhi?"
The rocking chair swayed slightly, and Jiu Zhiche held a pen, the pen swinging nimbly between his fingers, a sight that dazzled onlookers.
However, there was no response.
The principal dared not move an inch.
The invisible pressure suddenly increased.
He dared not offend this ancestor.
I remember that day I was sleeping soundly in my apartment with my mistress when someone beat me up.
That is, Jiuzhiche.
He witnessed firsthand how the pearwood table was cleaved in two by Jiu Zhiche with a casual chop.
It's important to understand that the actual hardness and toughness of pear wood make it impossible for a human to split such a thick piece of wood.
But Jiuzhi Che is possible.
At that moment, the principal figured out the most elegant way to slide on his knees.
Originally, this guy only wanted the position of school doctor's assistant, and even actively drove away the original school doctor, who never took care of him again.
The principal thought everything was fine and he could live a peaceful life, but then some bastard pulled this stunt on him.
"Security on campus is too weak."
They let people in and spread so many photos.
Jiuzhi Che threw down his pen, patted the principal on the shoulder, and said, "Principal, you must keep order on campus."
After he finished speaking, the pile of collected papers was torn to shreds in an instant.
Paper scraps flew everywhere, scattering throughout the office and darting through the air.
The principal stared blankly: "Is this even human...?"
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"We should go now, Yuezi. I told you, no one will believe your method."
"Why did the school issue the notice so quickly?"
Quanze Yuezi gritted her teeth in resentment; everything she had done had ended before it even began to take effect.
There must be someone manipulating things behind the scenes.
Yamazaki retorted, displeased, "Tsukiko! How long are you going to keep this up? Tomie didn't do anything to you!"
Quanze Yuezi glared at him: "What did she do to you! Tell me, are you in love with her?"
Yamazaki's eyes darted around, and he stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about? I've only seen her twice."
"I forbid you to love her! You're my boyfriend! You can only look at me, you can only love me!"
The newborn's eyes grew increasingly manic, like a madman consumed by jealousy.
"Love, love, love."
Unrestrained laughter broke between the two. A long-haired girl sat on the tree trunk, swinging her legs, watching them with great interest.
She pointed in the direction of Yamazaki.
"Since you love him, why don't you gouge out his eyes? Carry them with you, that way, he'll only have eyes for you."