Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle

Chapter 429 The Most Beautiful Model

A subtle aura permeates the area surrounding the cemetery.

This aura can cause souls with heavy attachments to linger, and when people put the clothes the deceased wore on a scarecrow, the familiar scent causes the ghost to subconsciously attach itself to the scarecrow.

Over time, the scarecrow began to resemble the dead, becoming something eerie.

Once you're almost at the maximum level, encountering such an event becomes much easier.

Jiuzhiche can now choose to purify and send away the soul directly, which is equivalent to delivering it to the afterlife. As for the soul with malice, it can be truly "sent away".

"Yuki, do you like the scarf Dad gave you?"

Beside a tombstone, a middle-aged man was muttering to a scarecrow next to him.

The scarecrow had a pink scarf around its neck.

When Kujiro heard the name "Yuki," he knew that the man was Numata from the original work.

He disapproved of his daughter Yuki being with her boyfriend Toshio and forcibly broke them up.

Yuki committed suicide, and Toshio wanted to hold a funeral for her, but Numata disagreed and even moved the straw doll of his daughter away so that Toshio wouldn't be able to see her.

Numata is a father who loves his daughter, but he is also a stubborn and old-fashioned father.

In the later parts of the original story, these scarecrows were indistinguishable from real people, but their size increased as they became more and more imposing on humans.

"Dad has his reasons for not letting you be with that man."

Numata gently wiped the scarecrow's hat. "His family only has an old house in town, and he's self-employed. How will he take care of you in the future..."

As he spoke, his eyes welled up with tears.

"But Dad didn't expect you to be so foolish. That very night... If you insist, Dad can't stop you. But you're a filial child, you don't want to make things difficult for Dad, nor do you want to make things difficult for that person. In the end, you've wronged yourself..."

Jiuzhiche listened silently for a while. He didn't comment on other people's affairs. Others only saw one side of the story. Everyone lives their own life. Whether it's good or bad, whether you regret it or not, only you know.

The person is dead, so there's no point in saying anything now.

But if given another chance, Yuki would probably not be so impulsive.

On the scarecrow, the face that resembled Yuki appeared motionless, but Jiuzhi Che saw the girl's face covered in tears.

"Ah Che, have you decided which grave to dig first?"

Tomie glanced at it casually, showing little interest.

"Just destroy this special aura, and the soul will no longer be attached to the scarecrow."

But seeing Numata's heartbroken and nostalgic expression, Kujiki Tetsu hesitated to do it.

Severing their last connection with the deceased is easy to say and easy to do, but with the father still here, it would be too cruel to just kill him.

Ultimately, it's because these scarecrows haven't hurt anyone yet, otherwise Jiuzhiche would have used purification techniques as soon as they met.

Furthermore, Jiuzhiche was also somewhat interested in this scarecrow product, so he decided to observe it for another two days.

It's just a vacation, no rush.

So, Jiuzhi Che and Yiquan Tomie embarked on a shopping spree.

"You two are here on vacation, right? You're such a perfect match, a match made in heaven! Shall I take a picture of you?"

A long-haired photographer stopped the two of them, his eyes gleaming with greed.

This happened many times to Jiuzhi Che, and each time, regardless of which Tomie it was, he would feel offended and become furious.

Tomie's face darkened, and Kyuichi Che replied, "I don't like filming."

The photographer lamented, "It's such a pity that such a well-matched couple can't have a photo taken as a keepsake."

Fortunately, the photographer wasn't one to argue unreasonably, and his remarks made Tomie's expression soften.

They do have some discernment.

Tomie Ichiken was pleased when the photographer praised her for being a good match for Kyushitsu.

It was during this little incident that Mitsuo Mori, who was staring blankly at his drawing board, noticed Tomie.

Mori Mitsuo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; he was utterly astonished, and his inspiration flowed freely. He couldn't contain his excitement and went up to strike up a conversation.

"Teacher, what are you still doing here? The art exhibition starts tomorrow, and there are still some details to confirm!" Horie Nana ran over and pulled Mori Mitsuo away.

"Wait a minute, I...I..."

Mori Mitsuo glanced around, but the muse was nowhere to be seen. He returned to the art exhibition center absentmindedly.

"Teacher, do you think this yellow dress would look good on me at the art exhibition tomorrow? And with this tricolor pearl necklace and earrings..."

"nice."

"Should I wear a backless dress? One of the teacher's paintings features a backless portrait of me, which would be perfect for the theme."

"Yes, I will."

"I'm really looking forward to tomorrow's art exhibition. Teacher, do you think everyone will like my 'Nana' series?"

Yes, yes.

Horie Nana frowned. Why was the teacher being so perfunctory today? She felt uneasy and wanted to question her.

But considering that she was just a model and that her fame depended entirely on Mori Mitsuo, a painter who was already somewhat famous, she held back.

"Teacher, aren't we drawing now?"

Horie Nana took off her clothes, and Mori Mitsuo finally looked up.

"painting."

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The next day.

After finishing his meal, Jiu Zhiche passed by the cemetery and saw that it was crowded with people.

"Xiao Mao, I'll make you your favorite lollipop. If you want some more, just dream about it and I'll buy it for you..."

The woman was dressed in black mourning clothes, tears streaming down her face, while a man with a sorrowful expression stood beside her.

The man sighed, "Setsuko, why did you do this? You secretly erected this scarecrow while I was asleep at night, sigh..."

"My little Shigeru is so lively and active. It's too lonely for him to be alone. He'll like having so many companions."

"you......"

The man's expression changed slightly as he looked at the scarecrow, which had gradually developed a facial outline overnight.

He had a bad feeling about this.

Standing here now, a chill ran up his spine from his feet to the back of his head, and despite the blazing sun, he got goosebumps all over his body!

and many more!

Was the scarecrow's face turned this way just now?

The man's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he couldn't stay any longer: "Setsuko, I think I'm getting heatstroke, I'm going back now."

Jiuzhiche took a closer look at the new Xiaomao scarecrow. The ghost fused with it quite quickly, and it seemed to be mostly malicious.

Unlike Yuki Scarecrow, who is kind-hearted and whose soul glows with white light.

In fact, if the ghosts themselves are willing and will not deteriorate into extremely resentful evil spirits, Jiuzhiche would not mind keeping some of the benevolent scarecrows.

After leaving the vicinity of the cemetery, Jiu Zhiche saw an art exhibition being held ahead, but Jiu Zhiche, who prided himself on not having much artistic talent, was not very interested.

But Tomie suddenly got interested and wanted to go in and cultivate her mind.

"Can you understand it?"

Jiuzhiche is the kind of person who can fall asleep while looking at a certain Casso painting.

Tomie sneered, "Who do you think you are? I've seen more famous paintings than you've made love!"

Jiuzhiche: "?"

There's no need for such a metaphor.