Fujiang was deeply concerned about what happened on Saturday night when Yu Duojiaye suddenly rushed into her room, looking troubled as if he wanted to say something but ultimately remained silent. It bothered her immensely.
So while Yu Duojiaye was away from home, she secretly reached an agreement with Little Tomie – they would try every possible means to uncover the reason behind Yu Duojiaye’s unusual behavior.
As for asking him directly, Fujiang had considered it, but given Yu Duojiaye’s temperament, no amount of pressure would make him talk about things he didn’t want to discuss.
The crucial point was that her abilities didn’t work on him either, even though she usually had no trouble dealing with other men, or even women!
Therefore, despite her intense curiosity, Fujiang never pressed him for answers.
Since when did I start considering others’ feelings?
Sitting at her desk, Fujiang frowned slightly with a troubled expression that worried the other boys in her class.
However, all the boys in class understood that although Fujiang appeared beautiful and charming, there was an invisible chasm between her and everyone else.
Without her permission, no one could get too close to her – not even a step closer was allowed.
Yu Duojiaye was unaware of Fujiang’s inner turmoil, instead pondering about Jiayezi. First, he confirmed that she attended the same university as him.
The problem was that Yu Duojiaye had never seen her before, though that seemed normal considering the university’s vast campus – it was quite possible to never cross paths.
Moreover, given her appearance, if not for her cold and reclusive nature…
At university, she might not have gained the same fame as Fujiang, but at the very least, he would have heard her name.
However, compared to this, what concerned Yu Duojiaye more was another issue he had inadvertently thought of before falling asleep last night.
That was the relationship between Ju-on and Jiayezi. On this matter, Yu Duojiaye viewed Ju-on and Jiayezi as separate entities.
Because if the magnitude of resentment was used as the criterion to judge a ghost’s spiritual power, there were plenty of people in this world who suffered more tragically than Jiayezi.
Therefore, the idea that resentment alone caused Jiayezi to become a ghost possessing physical immunity, infinite resurrection, infinite clones, shapeshifting, malice infection, and a series of composite abilities after death was clearly abnormal.
So the problem must lie with Jiayezi herself. After all, in the American version of Ju-on, her mother had been feeding her evil spirits continuously.
For ordinary people, let alone digesting and absorbing them, merely surviving an evil spirit entering their body would be considered extremely fortunate.
Therefore, Yu Duojiaye was more inclined to believe that Jiayezi’s inherent uniqueness caused Ju-on to choose her as a host, rather than Jiayezi becoming Ju-on herself.
To some extent, this also explained why Jiayezi, after becoming Ju-on, killed everyone indiscriminately – because it was Ju-on in control.
Speaking of which, in the original storyline, Xiaolin Junjie was the only person who had the opportunity and capability to resolve Jiayezi’s transformation into Ju-on.
Unfortunately, during Jiayezi’s last moment of consciousness before completely turning into an evil spirit, she encountered Xiaolin Junjie, who was on the verge of emotional collapse after witnessing his wife’s brutal murder.
Failing to respond immediately to Jiayezi’s call and showing fear caused Jiayezi to completely lose her self-awareness and merge completely with Ju-on.
Still, Fujiang is better. At the very least, Fujiang…
Well, Fujiang isn’t exactly a completely safe existence either. In fact, Yu Duojiaye strongly suspected that if it weren’t for his subtle guidance over the years, along with his help in dealing with the Splintered body parts she produced under various circumstances, the island nation would likely be filled with legends about Fujiang by now.
Stretching lazily, Yu Duojiaye yawned and headed straight for the restroom.
Arriving at the direction of the restroom, thanks to the island nation’s strict smoking regulations and the school’s rigorous enforcement, the entrance wasn’t occupied by clouds of smoke.
Unlike Yu Duojiaye’s previous life as a student, where the restroom entrance was perpetually shrouded in a haze, making it almost intimidating.
Sometimes, explicit rules are far more effective than verbal warnings—after all, they come with real consequences.
After taking care of one of life’s five major physiological needs, Yu Duojiaye let out a heavy sigh of relief, washed his hands, and turned to leave.
Just as he was about to exit, what seemed like an emotional dispute caught his attention in the hallway. Driven by curiosity (and a desire to witness the drama), Yu Duojiaye decided to investigate.
After all, the sight of girls in a bloody mess—how thrilling.
Given the island nation’s notoriously high infidelity rates, it was hard to tell whether this trend started during their school days. Openness always comes at a price.
Though it might not be visible now, once it surfaces in the future, dealing with it would be a real hassle.
Shaking his head, Yu Duojiaye had no interest in getting involved in such matters. Just as he was about to turn and leave, a loud thud—the sound of a head hitting the wall—made him instinctively glance back.
That was brutal, and aimed at the head no less. Were these people not afraid of causing serious harm?
They’re all university students; they should have some basic legal awareness. Did they not fear pushing someone to the brink and facing a claim of self-defense?
He instinctively wanted to intervene, but after a moment’s thought, Yu Duojiaye decided against it. The complexities of emotional disputes were anyone’s guess, and meddling carelessly could easily land him in trouble.
Just as he shook his head and prepared to leave, through the gap between the crowd, Yu Duojiaye suddenly noticed the white socks with blue diamond patterns on the ankles of the girl sitting against the wall.
After double-checking to make sure he wasn’t mistaken—those were the very socks he had personally put on Jiayezi—Yu Duojiaye’s pupils dilated abruptly. He pushed through the group of girls and stepped into the scene.
“Who are you?”
“. . . Jiayezi?”
Yu Duojiaye’s sudden question caught the girls off guard for a moment. Meanwhile, Jiayezi, who was sitting on the floor, disheveled and covered in grime, trembled at the sound of his voice and let out the first sound she’d made since the beating began.
“Kanade-kun…”
Seeing Jiayezi’s tear-filled eyes and her tightly pressed lips, struggling to hold back sobs, a surge of rage ignited in Yu Duojiaye’s heart.
Hearing her muffled, nasal whisper made his chest ache even more.
“May I ask, what has she done to offend you?”
“Huh? And who are you? Does she need to have offended us for—”
Slap!
Before she could finish, the sharp sound of a palm striking a cheek rang out.
Yu Duojiaye’s sudden move, completely unburdened by gender considerations, stunned the girls for a moment. Before they could react, a ruthless straight punch landed hard in the abdomen of the nearest girl.
The other two tried to flee, but Yu Duojiaye had no intention of letting them escape.
Catching up with the few who were hastily trying to flee, the campus loudspeakers happened to broadcast “Parting Is Today” at that very moment.
Under the astonished gazes of surrounding students, an enraged Yu Duojiaye maintained the most basic rationality of not killing anyone. Under Jiayezi’s dazed stare, he unleashed his fury like a tall, furious beast.