For instance, the doll Amamiya Natsuki had just picked up, whose head could turn on its own.
Its eyes were two black gemstones, and its body was torn and ragged, riddled with wounds. Who knew what was hidden inside it? A dark liquid trickled from the wounds, like dried blood.
Their eyes met.
The Horror Figurine silently opened its mouth. Inside was a deep, unfathomable black hole, and sharp fangs slowly began to grow.
Then...
Smack!
Amamiya Natsuki slapped it hard across the face, stunning the thing on the spot.
After a brief silence, the mangled doll began to struggle. Though it was only a doll, its face somehow showed an expression of furious humiliation.
Smack!
Amamiya Natsuki slapped it again, putting more force behind it this time. The doll's head spun a full three hundred and sixty degrees. He raised an eyebrow.
"Keep moving around, and I'll twist your head right off. Believe me?"
"..."
After two slaps, the mangled doll finally behaved. It shut its mouth and started playing dead.
A dreadful premonition welled up in the doll. The human before it was extremely dangerous. If it didn't behave, its head really would be twisted off.
A prompt had just appeared before Amamiya Natsuki's eyes. This thing was a Horror Figurine, a Supernatural entity that grew stronger by absorbing fear, just like Miss Sadako.
Simply put, the more afraid you were, the scarier it became.
Unfortunately for it, it had run into Amamiya Natsuki.
He had seen so many terrifying beings that a mere doll couldn't make his fear level budge in the slightest.
"Senpai, what kind of trash do dolls count as?"
Amamiya Natsuki turned and asked.
"Hmm, let me check..." Koyasu Tsubame took out a chart and studied it for a moment. "Worn-out toys go in