I started my horror resurgence from Naruto

Senekda had a nightmare last night.

In the dream, I was in a dark forest. There was a dilapidated courtyard in the forest. There was a well in the courtyard. On the well was a huge stone slab covered with rotten moss.

He stood beside the well, with his head lowered as if he was frozen in place, unable to move, and staring at the well mouth without blinking.

His vision was blocked by the stone slab, so he stared at the moss, his eyes dry and sore. Gradually, he saw a blurry human face reflected in the rotten moss squirming.

A cold wind blew behind him, like a wet hand caressing his back. He was terrified and tried desperately to turn back, but his head couldn't move at all.

He felt cold all over and the back of his neck felt a little itchy, as if there was a very tall woman standing behind him, with her black hair hanging down and playfully tickling him. He didn't feel any ambiguous atmosphere, only that his scalp was tingling and the blood vessels in his neck were bulging as if they would burst at any time.

He wants to turn his head!

He has to turn his head!!

He twisted his head!!!

Crunch….

The sound that made his skull ache came through the bones. His neck was stiff, but his head finally twisted, tearing his flesh, tendons, and blood vessels. The scalding blood splattered on his face, making him feel like he was falling into an icy cave. He could clearly see from a strange angle that his neck had been twisted into a knot, and the white bone fragments and the broken throat were piercing through the spiral flesh. The blood splattered into his eyeballs.

original,

The neck had been twisted off, with only a thin layer of skin sticking to it, and the head was hanging strangely on the shoulders, and it could be torn off and fall off at any time.

I broke my neck?!

Senakeda was so frightened that his mind went blank. He looked up with empty and dull eyes, and then he saw a waterfall of black hair falling down. A face hidden in the hair was facing him. Two terrifying and hideous eyeballs were staring at him without blinking, and there were strange words on the white of one of the eyes.

Senakeda's heart was twitching, and his pupils were filled with the pale color of fainting.

At the last moment when he was about to pass out from fright, he heard a sentence: "You saw me, hehe, after such a long time, someone finally came to see me again."

“.….?” Senekda woke up from a nightmare and touched his neck with lingering fear. Only then did he realize that it was just a nightmare. However, the immersive and terrifying feeling was obviously different from all the nightmares he had had before.

It's so special!!!

That woman must be the one in the videotape. What did her last words mean... Senakeda slapped himself in the face. He must have been so scared that he was thinking about the plot in his nightmare.

I didn't dare to sleep that night. When I closed my eyes, my mind was full of that terrifying eyeball. Compared with that creepy eyeball, the Hyuga family's "dead fish eyes" seemed like the living world.

He turned on all the lights, hid his head under the quilt, and endured the daybreak. Only then did the shadow brought by the nightmare dissipate from his heart. Senakeda went out to school and met a few good brothers who also had dark circles under their eyes.

They both understood in an instant that the other person must have stayed up late just like them, but they both tacitly agreed not to mention the matter to save each other's face.

How could they admit that they were scared into having nightmares because of a videotape? Moreover, they took the videotape from some loser.

Because they were too shy to communicate, they didn't know each other. The scary thing was not that they both had nightmares last night, but that their nightmares last night were exactly the same.

They both went to the same place and saw the same well in their dreams last night. At this moment, the woman who climbed out from the bottom of the well followed them, but they ignored her.

He was drowsy and absent-minded during the whole day's classes, staring at the blackboard with sleepy eyes. Suddenly, for a moment, Senakada saw Iruka's cheeks melting like wax. He shuddered and looked up carefully. The face was still there, but it had turned into a pale and gloomy woman's face, smiling at him.

A chill ran along his tailbone to his forehead. Senekada's throat tightened and he almost jumped out of the chair. Fortunately, the next second, Iruka's face returned to normal, and his heart, which had jumped into his throat, slowly fell back down.

The other three people were sleeping on their stomachs and did not see this scene, but they were obviously not sleeping peacefully. Sweat kept coming out of their faces, and the backs of their clothes were soaked as if they had been soaked in water.

Hinata Naraku, who was sitting in the corner of the classroom, had no unusual expression on his face. He raised his eyes and saw a [woman] hanging upside down on the ceiling fan. As the fan blades turned, her waterfall-like black hair was dancing wildly upside down, and her pretty but pale face was grinning with excitement.

Although the scene was obviously very thrilling and scary, it had an indescribable beauty in Hinata Naraku's eyes, just like a little girl who had been locked up in a small dark room for a long time, and came to a strange paradise on earth with nervousness and excitement, and was hanging alone on the "carousel", a little clumsy and timid, and only dared to test and invite a few bad boys to play with her through dreams.

Looking at the series of prompts [Fear +5, +3, +3, +3…] on his retina, Hinata Naraku looked at Sadako with more and more doting eyes.

In a series of fear prompts, the frequency of appearance of Senekeda's name completely crushed the other three. Obviously, among these four bad boys, Sadako favored Senekeda the most. She was willing to show up in public, exchange glances with him, and communicate with him on the phone.

"At this rate, I don't need to wait seven days. I will probably be able to save up enough fear points to exchange for new [products] tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!" Hinata Naraku was very happy. "As long as I can exchange them, I will have almost got half of the container that the god of death needs."

get out of class is over, school is over.

Morinakada fled from the school, followed by his three brothers who were also running away. Hinata Naraku looked up and glanced at the fan, but Sadako had disappeared, leaving only the fan still creaking.

It’s hard for a female college student to stay~

Hinata Naraku slowly walked out of the school, bought two skewers of meatballs along the street, and drank a bottle of red bean soup. He remembered that there was a video store nearby.

There is a light board at the entrance of the audio-visual store, which is covered with posters. The store is not large, and the most conspicuous position in the middle is a bookshelf. A row of "Intimate Paradise" occupies half of the shelf. Most of the customers are concentrated there. One of them, a white-haired masked man, is leaning against the bookshelf and reading with great interest.

"Hatake Kakashi!" A name naturally popped up in Hinata Naraku's mind, but his eyes did not linger on the other person for a moment, and he turned and turned to the wooden frame against the wall.

There were some videotapes randomly placed on the wooden shelf, mostly old ones but few new ones. It was obvious that the audio-visual industry in this world was still underdeveloped.

Hinata Naraku frowned slightly and picked out three videotapes at random, then walked to the counter to pay. The clerk was a yawning young man who looked a little sleepy and not very smart.

As Hinata Naraku paid, he said nonchalantly, "Boss, are you not going to restock the goods? These are the videotapes I bought the last few times I came here."

The clerk looked up at Hinata Naraku for a second time. He seemed to not remember clearly that Hinata Naraku had been there before, but he just pretended that he had forgotten and said perfunctorily: "I'm sorry, I will remind the boss to restock this time. When the customer comes next time, there should be new videotapes. Um... I can record the type of movies the customer likes in the notes."

"Anything is fine. I'm not picky!" Hinata Naraku paid and added casually, "But it would be even better if there were horror movies. I like thrilling ones, like the Ring that I bought last time. It was very interesting, but unfortunately I... um, lost it. Sorry to bother you."

"Ok!"

The clerk wrote in the notebook: horror movie, like "The Ring". Hinata Naraku politely said goodbye to the clerk, agreed to come back in two days, and left with satisfaction.

Kakashi Hatake didn't raise his head during the whole process, but as a ninja's professional instinct, he subconsciously remembered this scene.

A cataract boy from a wealthy family in Konoha, who loves horror movies, is a frequent visitor to video stores, has lost a videotape of "The Ring", walks stiffly with injuries on his body, speaks very politely, and these are mostly meaningless impression labels.

Kakashi Hatake's mind was immersed in "Intimate Paradise", and he had no idea about the thoughts of young people. How could horror movies make people as happy as reading?

Hinata Naraku left the video store, took out a notebook from his bag, and ticked the memo column.

——On June 6, go to the video store to buy new videotapes. (√)

On top of this memorandum, there are some other memorandum items recorded.

——On May 5, I went to Ichiraku Ramen to eat noodles. (√)

——On May 5, I went to pay my respects to Elder Hinata Yeki. (√)

——On May 5, I went to the video store to buy videotapes. (√)

——On May 5, I went to collect the living allowance for next month issued by the clan. (√)

——On May 5, I went to pay my respects to Elder Hinata Yeki. (√)

——On May 5, I went to the hospital for a check-up. (x)

——On May 5, I went to the pharmacy to buy medicine. (√)

——On May 5, I went to apologize to Neji and tried to repair the relationship. (x)

——May 5, ……..

There are several pages filled with densely packed information, most of which are marked with ticks to indicate completion, and a few with x's to indicate incompleteness.

Most of these are real records, but they are not advance notes, but the memoirs completed by Hinata Naraku in the past two days, mixed with some insignificant... "typographical errors".

for example,

On May 5, he had not been to the video store at all. Today was his first time there. But it didn't matter. By hinting to the clerk today and repeating it in two days to deepen his impression, the clerk would then confirm this "typographical error" on his behalf.

even,

It is also possible that Hatake Kakashi could be part of this evidence.

"Haha, I may not need it, but it's just a backup plan I reserved for possible dangers in the future. It's best if I don't need it."

Hinata Naraku put the memo back into his schoolbag and put it away carefully, thinking quietly in his heart,

"I can't use it, but I have to prepare it. This is the safety awareness of being a villain. It's really hard. Well... just having a memo is not enough. I have to fill in the missing diary when I go back tonight to make it more complete."

Memo;

journal;

A perfect match, exclusive to villains!!!