[Comprehensive] Shikigami made me a villain

Jonathan was being kneaded all night long, and the most frightening thing was that whenever he felt sleepy, that guy would wake him up immediately.Every time he almost fell asleep, he would feel someone gently poking his waist, or rubbing his face, so that he would wake up suddenly.

I pinched my nose for a while, pinched my butt for a while, and didn't even let go of my feet.

And Jonathan knew that all of this was definitely not an illusion!

Tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep at all.

The feeling of being played by someone is simply unbearable. Two cold hands frantically touching his body is really tormenting, especially when he wants to sleep.

As a doctor of psychology, he has absolute confidence. It is definitely not something wrong with his spirit. All the indicators that should be checked have been checked, but the strange feeling still follows him.

Jonathan, who could no longer bear all this, jumped out of bed, went to the toilet with his upper body bare, and stood in front of the mirror to examine his body.

There seemed to be a pair of invisible big hands in the air, pinching his waist, and he could even see the sunken skin due to the force with the naked eye.

A clear palm print was walking on his body.

It looked like a little girl playing with her toys, touching here and touching there fondly.Curious about every part of him.

The gentle approach is as if she is afraid that she will push too hard and accidentally break this new toy.

From time to time, he rubs the top of his head and rubs his hair into a mess.

"Hee hee hee hee~" A familiar laughter came into my ears: "Scarecrow~my scarecrow~"

Jonathan squatted on the ground clutching his head in pain. It must be the girl he met at Arkham Asylum at night!He is now like a doll held in the hands of a little girl, being held in her arms by all kinds of sex.

He took out the mobile phone in his pocket, dialed his subordinate's phone again, and growled angrily: "The person I asked you to find, have you found it?"

His assistant was sleeping, but suddenly he was howled from the bed by the phone call, and said in a daze, "I looked, I looked, but I couldn't find it."

"It's just a little girl, how could it be impossible to find it?"

Jonathan squatted on the ground, holding the phone tightly with one hand, and pressing the floor with the other, trying to distract himself from the touches that fell on him.

The assistant rubbed his eyes that had just woken up, yawned and said, "Okay boss, we'll keep looking."

Jonathan lowered his voice and said threateningly: "Hurry up!"

After the assistant hung up the phone, he yawned again, silently retracted into his quilt, and went back to sleep.

What kind of girl do you find if you don't sleep at night?It's not a criminal wanted by the government, nor a mental patient. How could there be children in Arkham Asylum?

The boss is crazy again, fearless.jpg.No one can stop him from sleeping.

Jonathan stumbled back to the bed, covered himself with the quilt, turned on his phone and began to search for relevant information. The stories about the ugly girl turned out to be some Japanese supernatural legends, but his current situation really cannot be explained by science.

Looking at the rows of feudal superstitions, the eyelids of Jonathan, a doctor of psychology, began to fight again.

The high-intensity work every day requires him to have a good mental state.So his life rules are quite strict. He usually falls asleep at this time. It is a miracle that he can endure until now.

Although he occasionally stays up late because of work, staying up by himself and being forced to stay up are two completely different concepts.

The mobile phone in Jonathan's hand fell to the bed with a 'slap'. He finally closed his eyes, ignoring the fumbling hands on his body.

But just less than a minute after he fell asleep, his head slammed into the wall with a 'bang' sound, and there was a violent shock, which suddenly brought him back to reality from his sleep.

Jonathan picked up his pillow, covered his head, and rolled around on the bed, howling in pain a few times while rolling.

God knows, when the little girl was holding the scarecrow, she accidentally knocked the scarecrow against the wall.

However, Jonathan did not fall asleep all night.

There have always been hands touching from the top of his head along his back, all the way to his buttocks.It was like smoothing the fur of a puppy, from top to bottom, the goosebumps all over his body almost trembled.

It's not over after smoothing it with her hands, and she doesn't know where she found the comb, and she started to smooth the scarecrow's hair in one direction from the beginning.

Just combed for a whole night!

Jonathan only felt that all the hair on his body had become much neater.Hair, eyebrows, fine hair, armpit hair, any thread that has a little bit of thread is straightened out smoothly, smoothly, and incomparably.

When he woke up in the morning, he had two huge dark circles under his eyes, spread out on the bed in the shape of a 'big', and let out a long sigh.

I feel like I am already a salted fish.

During the day, those hands were much quieter, and it didn't affect his normal work, but he just felt embraced by a warm embrace.

Or holding with one hand, or holding with both hands, or embracing, or even holding upside down, in short, he has tried 108 holding positions of various dolls.

It took a lot of willpower for him not to show some telltale signs at work.

But at night, things get a little weird.

She always thinks of many weird ways to wake him up, in a word-sleep your ringgit and wake up hi!

On the third night, Jonathan, who had stayed up for two full nights, was already so sleepy that he fell asleep on the bed and covered his head. No touch could wake him up, and even a comb could not wake him up!

Who knew that just after he fell down, he suddenly felt that his whole body was soaked in icy cold water, surrounded by endless water, which made him shiver fiercely.

She's actually bathing the Scarecrow!Does the scarecrow need a bath?Won't it break?

So Jonathan squatted next to his heater that night, wrapped in a quilt, blowing warm air, every time he almost fell asleep, there would always be a burst of rubbing to wake him up, and then The pain, numbness and itching made him want to scold his mother.

This situation continued for five full days.

In five days, Jonathan's complexion could no longer be described as haggard. It was as if possessed by a demon, with sunken eye sockets, black eye circles, and bloodshot eyes.

Like a ghost, it drifted behind the assistant, and a deep voice sounded slowly: "Have you not found it yet?"

The assistant was obviously taken aback by Jonathan: "God, doctor, what's wrong with you? Oh, God, you need to rest, don't worry about anything, go and have a rest, we've been looking for People, but there is no trace of her whereabouts. Besides, so many days have passed, God knows where she has gone?"

Jonathan didn't hear anything at all. For five consecutive days, his head was dizzy and he almost lost most of his thinking ability.

Fluttering away, he was tired, too tired.

Now he thinks of rest all the time, feeling that he has a nervous breakdown.Not only can he not sleep, but he is also suffering from the unbearable torture all the time. If this continues, he will definitely die.

He once did such a ** experiment with humans.He promised to the experimental subject that as long as he could survive without sleep for 30 days, he would let him go.

It's a pity that the experimental subject didn't survive for 30 days. After only 15 days, he suffered from a very serious mental illness, started self-mutilation and produced various extreme behaviors, and finally died.

When Jonathan dissected the experimental body, he found that his cerebellum had been severely damaged, so if he continued like this, even if he didn't die, he would definitely become neurotic.

The pain of wanting to sleep but being forced to wake up has been tormenting his nerves.

On the night of the sixth day, Jonathan was lying on his bed. The moment he touched the soft bed, he felt that his soul was about to ascend to heaven, and nothing in the world could stop him from falling asleep.

Even if he was thrown into the water, hit the ground, and frantically combed his hair, he couldn't shake his perseverance in wanting to sleep.

But he still miscalculated.

That devil was actually tickling him!

The creaking pit, the soles of the feet, and the frantic massage around the waist, his sensitive nerves instantly awakened his consciousness that had just fallen asleep. Even though it was so painful, he laughed extraordinarily happily.

The room was filled with "hahahahahahaha" laughter throughout the night. Even if I couldn't help but not want to laugh, I couldn't help it sometimes. The harder I suppressed, the louder the laughter finally broke out.

The person who didn't want to laugh at first held it back for a long time with difficulty, but finally couldn't help it. He released it all at once, and started rolling all over the floor with the quilt in his arms: "Hahahahahahahaha."

In the end, I even burst out laughing with tears, and when I was about to suffocate to death, the tickling stopped, and I knelt on the ground and began to pant wildly. When I was almost rested and the panting was over, I would go on again. A wave of attacks.

For the fifth time, Jonathan felt like he was dying...a fish cracker spread out on his bed.

night of the seventh day.

Jonathan was still lying on the bed in the same posture, holding a handful of guns in his hand, he was quietly waiting for something.

Finally made it to the last day.

The Girl of Ugly Time is a legend in Japan. It is a monster transformed by a ghost. At the third quarter of the Ugly Time every night, the Girl of Ugly Time will nail the scarecrow to the sacred tree of the shrine. This is a kind of curse that has been passed down in Japan since ancient times. surgery.

Legend has it that if the act of nailing the scarecrow continues for seven days, the cursed person will die, and the ugly daughter will take his life.

In the dark night, the gun is loaded.

A small figure appeared in his room, and the familiar laughter sounded quietly again: "Hee hee hee hee."

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