rpbooks Chapter 223 The host of the human head balloon committed suicide.
Chapter 223 The host of the human head balloon committed suicide.
"Sadako, you've been spacing out several times today. Don't you want to take a break?"
Yusaku Shigemori yelled "Cut!" and then suggested that Sadako wait.
Their attitude was unbelievably good.
Many people in the group wanted to roll their eyes.
They just held back from saying anything, fearing they might suffer some inexplicable bad luck.
Sadako apologized, "I'm sorry, everyone, I wasn't feeling well just now, I'll get right back to myself."
"Okay, you can rest for ten minutes."
Yusaku Shigemori is incredibly kind and approachable; the wrinkles on his old face are so deep they could practically trap a mosquito.
His smile faded as he watched Sadako go to the dressing room, and his entire demeanor changed.
"What are you all standing there for? The costumes, Aiko's clothes are all coming undone, did you donate your eyes? And the props, those fake flowers over there look so cheap, and they're not even arranged asymmetrically, blocking the right side of the character. Do you even know how to arrange them?"
Yes, this is the real Shigemori Yusaku: nitpicky, quick to criticize, and prone to cursing at the slightest provocation, leaving many people angry but unable to speak out.
Everyone started moving around, doing whatever they could to avoid getting caught and scolded.
After venting his anger, Yusaku Shigemori finally felt a little better.
The story begins many days ago.
His preferred performance city wasn't the small town of Black Vortex, but changing his mind was also quite simple.
If a girl slaps his table and smashes it, and he spins 360 degrees and 50 times in mid-air, then nothing is unchangeable.
Sadako is a demon.
Chongsen was determined and dared not call the police. He could only appease this little master, even suppressing his temper, for fear of accidentally displeasing him.
After the rehearsal.
Sadako glanced at the calendar; the film was scheduled to officially premiere in about a week.
After rehearsing an intimate scene with A-Che last time, her progress has been remarkable, and she is now able to portray the feeling of being in love.
She impersonated the male lead's face with A-Che's face so that she could continue acting.
She was distracted just now because A-Che had temporarily left Black Vortex Town, and she was feeling a bit listless.
The words "my own will" from that day still lingered in her mind.
Is A-Che hinting at something to her?
I can't help but think like this, and the more I think about it, the more my heart aches and my mind becomes confused.
Would you like to be my friend?
Sadako was walking down the street when she didn't notice that behind her, a man more than 2 meters tall had stopped a girl and was asking her a soul-searching question.
The girl was so frightened that she couldn't say a word, and her legs wouldn't obey her commands.
The man lost interest in the girl and then noticed a girl with very long hair ahead of him.
Judging from her back view, she should meet the standard of beauty in human aesthetics.
It does not meet his requirements.
But this is the road he's going to take, so let's go ask him. If he screams, it'll be like smashing a watermelon; once it's broken, there won't be any sound.
So he lifted his foot and strode forward...
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"I'm so hungry..."
Hanging on a utility pole was a little girl who looked about eight or nine years old. She stared with her triangular eyes, as if she had lost all motivation and dreams.
"Sizzle sizzle~"
An electric current flowed through her, causing her to tremble all over.
This is a spot she specifically chose because it has an electrical leak.
After a long while, she fell off the power line with a "thud".
Although I was a bit disheveled, at least I wasn't so hungry anymore.
We agreed not to eat brains anymore, so we won't.
But her brother destroyed the ice cream truck, and she tried buying ice cream from other trucks for free, but none of them tasted good.
It also doesn't fill their stomachs.
She didn't even have the strength to leave Black Vortex Town with her brother.
She is going to die.
Suddenly, a fragrant aroma wafted over.
Aze Qiantan dove into the air, moving so fast that only a blur remained.
We arrived at the entrance of a secluded alley.
A familiar ice cream truck was parked there, and several children were getting their ice cream.
The "Sweet" sign on the car was flashing, and the owner inside, dressed in his familiar red and white clothes, smiled at Aze Qiantan: "Little friend, you're here again."
Aze Qiantan drooled and ran over, getting his drool all over the other children.
"Oh no, my clothes!"
"saliva!!"
Aze Qiantan pushed aside some children and held out his hand: "I want three portions, no, I want ten portions!"
The shopkeeper said with pity, "Good child, you must be starving."
A moment later, Aze Qiantan ran off with a pile of ice cream in her hands.
The boss watched her from behind, a sinister smile slowly creeping onto his lips.
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Jiuzhi Che called Yamashiro Rou, hoping she could help check if Harase Kyoko had any travel records.
He opened the door just now, and there was no one inside.
Judging from the dust inside, they'll probably be leaving in the next day or two.
Kayako held Kuro with a little curiosity, but not much.
With such a beautiful younger sister as Tomie, Che probably wouldn't be interested in anyone other than her, Kayako.
Therefore, she is not worried about emotional issues.
A short while later, Yamashiro Rou called.
Kyoko Harase bought a train ticket to Kurozuchi Town yesterday.
Jiu Zhiche sighed, realizing he had only thought about coming to find her, never imagining she would dare to come looking for him.
He pinched Xiao Hei's ear: "I really don't understand you."
Knowing full well that he didn't want her to be born, he still sent Kyoko Harase to find him...
After all, he's not human; if he were to truly understand everything, that would be extraordinary.
Since we're already back, a little delay won't make a difference.
Jiuzhi Che planned to go and check on Fujino Terumi's situation.
He hadn't forgotten the human head balloon hanging around her neck.
Upon arriving at Fujino Terumi's house, Kujiro Tsutomu rang the doorbell, and a man in his thirties opened the door.
"Who are you?"
"We are Huimei's friends, and we need to talk to Huimei about something."
In fact, through his spiritual senses, Jiuzhi Che already knew that Fujino Terumi was not at home.
Strangely enough, there was no Tomie around.
He asked a few Tomies to help keep an eye on Fujino Terumi's situation.
Yesterday, Jiuzhi Che asked Yiquan Tomie about it. She looked at the memories of Tomie in Ding Huimei's eyes, and everything seemed normal.
Since they're not here, it can only mean that something happened!
The man shook his head and sighed: "Huimei is in the hospital. She committed suicide two hours ago."
"Who are you?"
"I'm not her father." The man quickly waved his hand. "I'm Hui Mei's sasaeng fan. No one's home at the moment, so I'm just checking if she has any personal belongings."
She said she looks exactly like her father.
When Jiuzhiche investigated her family before, he saw photos of her whole family.
Jiuzhiche was not interested in the behavior of sasaeng fans. He nodded and turned to leave.
The man stopped him: "Brother, don't you want to know why she committed suicide? I can tell at a glance you're not Hui Mei's friend, you're here to find out information, right? Don't worry, I know the rules, that's all."
He made an 8 gesture with his hand.
"Bang!"
His answer was a fist.
The man collapsed to the ground.
Jiuzhiche didn't leave immediately. He told Kayako to wait for him while he walked around the house.
Until we reached the backyard.
Three balloons shaped like human heads were stuck in the tree branch, and Jiu Zhiche recognized their appearance.
When they noticed someone looking their way, they all turned their heads—that is, the balloons.