70. Art Studio

Tanaka Takashi's breathing unconsciously slowed down, and it felt like his heart was about to leap out of his chest. He couldn't help but wipe his eyes, feeling his hands and feet grow cold.

The doll he was holding had been placed in Xucha High School's activity building beforehand for the effect of the show. They had made it look old and worn with very fine craftsmanship, and the eeriness was taken to the extreme.

But compared to the creepy and cold little doll on Beichuan Si's shoulder, the 'prop' he was holding in his hands seemed rather comical.

It wasn't that the prop wasn't frightening enough, but rather that the doll on the other side seemed to truly harbor a spirit, one look would make someone feel ice water soaking through them, chilling to the bone.

He swallowed, looking again.

The doll still lay quietly on Beichuan Si's shoulder, as if all of what Tanaka Takashi had just seen was an illusion.