Chapter Index

    After finishing the meal, Soyun approached me.

    “Oppa, I saw it all.”

    Of course he asked me to look, but I looked a little surprised.

    “No matter how much you two love each other, what should you do if you do that in front of your boyfriend?”

    “…are you in love with each other?”

    “Still, it’s not like I don’t understand that feeling at all… but.”

    Soyun was looking at me and nodding.

    They love each other.

    Me and Su-ah?

    Could it look like that if you look at it from the side?

    What happened at the dinner table earlier was no different from me unilaterally harassing him.

    At least Soyun didn’t seem to think so.

    Suah and I love each other, but we haven’t ended our relationship with Minhyuk yet.

    Soyun was interpreting it that way.

    Of course, the reality was different.

    In fact, Su-ah unilaterally accepted my unreasonable demands in order to protect So-yoon.

    What kind of expression will Soyun make when she finds out that fact?

    Also, Su-ah is So-yoon, who she tries to protect with all her might.

    What would I think if I knew that he was trying to take me away from him?

    “Do you remember last time you said you would do anything?”

    “Well, I remember…”

    “Please come back safely today. I have something I want to do.”

    Soyun smiled at me with a different, mischievous smile than usual.

    I don’t know how it will come out.

    I just tried to attack it.

    Because it was my first time being attacked.

    Soyun seemed to be slowly beginning to understand her own walls.

    I went back to my room and continued making the ladder.

    Minhyuk also took a long time to make the ladder, but that was because the tools and materials were limited.

    In this house with a drill, hammer, and saw, work time could be greatly reduced.

    As a result, I was able to quickly complete the ladder I started building yesterday evening.

    “How are you going to carry this?”

    Minhyuk, who realized that they were going to attack these guys with this ladder, asked.

    I picked up the ladder and put it in my inventory.

    “uh?!”

    Minhyuk was surprised and waved his hand in the air where the ladder had disappeared.

    “This…”

    “This is also a skill.”

    “…This is why you have to buy skills…”

    Minhyuk nodded as if he understood.

    Originally, I had no intention of showing inventory skills.

    However, now that trust has been built up with the three people, including Minhyuk, it seemed okay to show this much.

    “Then I’ll go.”

    “…brother.”

    “huh?”

    “Because they are bad guys. Don’t feel guilty.”

    Minhyuk watched me fight from the side, so he wasn’t worried about me losing or getting hurt.

    Instead, I was worried that I would hesitate when fighting them or that I would feel guilty after killing them.

    “huh.”

    There was no need to worry.

    Dealing with bad guys and villains was a very natural thing for an A-rank hero.

    It’s been a while since I dressed properly.

    Anti-bullying suit and helmet.

    And now the jungle that seems to be sticking to your hands.

    When I opened the front door, I saw Su-ah next to me.

    “Were you with me?”

    “…Come out for a moment.”

    The front door closed, and Su-ah followed me and hit my stomach with her fist.

    “I ate too much.”

    “…sorry.”

    I admit it.

    It was a little mischievous.

    “Still, have a nice trip…”

    Su-ah slowly came behind me and timidly hugged me.

    It was an action called a back hug.

    Then he opened the door and went in.

    It wasn’t a big deal, but it was important that Su-ah did it even though she didn’t order it.

    “…shit.”

    One thing that was disappointing was that I couldn’t really feel the back hug since I was wearing an anti-blocking suit.

    It must have felt good.

    “…I’ll have to come back and ask you to do it one more time.”

    Even though it was really nothing special, I received an undeserved sendoff.

    I caught my breath and headed toward the downtown area.

    ***

    The outskirts of downtown.

    I quickly took out the zombies inside the building and went up the building.

    My handling of zombies was now almost like a pro.

    He approached slowly, silently, and cut off his head with a single sword.

    Pick up the falling body with your hands and slowly lay it down on the floor.

    I put the fallen neck in my inventory, took it out again, and gently placed it on the floor.

    The method was to quietly assassinate only the zombies blocking my path without making any noise.

    “…This is what happens.”

    I came up with this method because I couldn’t go there while clearing out all the zombies, but I didn’t know that this was really possible.

    I looked at the academy building from afar.

    There were two men on the rooftop looking down.

    It felt like watching the zombies they had summoned.

    Since I wasn’t looking up, it was easy to approach by moving on a ladder on top of the building.

    I took out a ladder from my inventory and moved between buildings, quickly narrowing the distance.

    I stopped moving at the building right in front of the academy building.

    If the prediction was correct, it was time to move slowly for the point.

    It would be difficult to survive without electricity and water, so hunting was essential.

    If they didn’t diligently hunt early in the morning, they would try to hunt before nightfall.

    I hoped they weren’t fools who would fight at night against zombies that could hear their sounds and determine their location.

    As I got closer, I could faintly hear their voices.

    “Oh, fuck, I want to take a shower.”

    “Hang in there, they say it will be resolved after today.”

    “No, that bastard has a lot of points, so why isn’t he buying?”

    “I guess he’s doing it to show off his skills… Even if he didn’t have the fucking skills, I would have been…”

    The two guys on the rooftop were grumbling and looking at someone’s scars.

    ‘Is there anyone with skills?’

    This was a bit unexpected.

    There is someone who has already hunted enough to have the skills.

    Was I lucky enough to catch a lot of mutant zombies?

    It depends on what kind of skill it is, but the effect of the skill was certain, so there was a need to be careful.

    “Do you remember those women?”

    “Well, did they fight fiercely?”

    “Looking at his face, he looks like an asshole, but he should be able to capture him. Why did the crazy bastard throw the flower pot…”

    “You idiot, haven’t you seen the fight? Captivated…”

    “Sacrificing one or two people with harsh words and two half-hearted bitches is a huge gain. The last one doesn’t even seem to know how to fight.”

    As I heard this, Minhyuk’s words as he sent me off came to mind.

    They’re bad guys, don’t feel guilty.

    What can I say?

    That was correct.

    I waited for the right time.

    They go out hunting until there are fewer people inside the building.

    And that moment came.

    “I think you’re going hunting?”

    “Is the back door open? I see.”

    The guard at the front was relaxed as the two men looked at the back door.

    I took advantage of this opportunity to take out a ladder from my inventory and climb up to the roof of the academy building.

    Crack.

    One person reacted to the sound of quickly crossing the ladder and turned around.

    When our eyes met, his shoulders shrank in surprise, out of proportion to his size.

    “Hey Mr.”

    I couldn’t continue talking.

    I approached quickly and struck the guy’s head with a skillful movement, as if cutting off the head of a zombie.

    It was scary.

    I hesitated a little before hitting the guy’s head, but the movements I had become accustomed to while catching zombies came out naturally and the head was cut off cleanly.

    The other guy’s eyes widened, he stumbled backwards and landed on his butt.

    “Who… who, who are you…”

    “The one in the back you mentioned.”

    “…Huh…”

    The guy was covering his mouth with a despairing expression, as if he was blaming himself a few minutes ago.

    There was no need to threaten him to be quiet.

    He was about to shout something, but when he saw that his colleague had fallen to the ground with his head cut, he lowered his voice.

    “How many people are in the building?”

    “Um, we…no, it’s just me.”

    He glanced at his colleague who had collapsed while trying to say “us” and changed his words.

    “What about those who went hunting?”

    “There are six people…”

    “Follow me.”

    I took him with me and went down to the first floor.

    Perhaps because he was quick to notice, he followed my instructions and came down to the first floor without much resistance.

    The back door was closed, but not locked.

    When I opened the back door a little and looked in front, I saw about six men hunting as quietly as possible.

    Perhaps because they had a large number, they were hunting the small number of zombies in the back in pairs of two.

    They say numbers are bullies.

    It seemed like the right thing to say.

    The guy in front of the back door looked at me.

    “Well, what should I do?”

    “You are now a flower pot.”

    “yes?”

    I opened the back door and pushed the guy out.

    And he swung the jungle sword.

    “Kwaaak!”

    I cut off the right arm of the guy with the jungle sword swinging in the wind.

    After cutting off the arm, I quickly closed and locked the door.

    The guy with the severed arm clung to the door, screaming louder than ever.

    Of course, the locked door did not open.

    I additionally blocked the door with a ladder just in case.

    “Hey, that crazy guy!”

    “What is that guy? His arm… Ah, anyway, open the door quickly!”

    When the guys who were hunting heard the screams, they became thoughtful and gathered in front of the door.

    Of course, I didn’t care that the guy who lost his arm was crying out in pain.

    In fact, it was the opposite.

    They hurled harsh words at the fallen man, threatening to kill him by their own hands if he screamed one more time.

    But, holding back the screams didn’t change anything.

    Numerous zombies with rotted skin at the front gate began to disperse like black fog.

    The fog was creeping towards the back door.

    The guys were out of luck.

    If I had given out points or skills when I killed someone, at least I would have let them go without pain myself.

    Since you don’t get anything, you can only earn points by turning them into zombies.

    I guarded the back door and slowly watched the guys engage in a bloody fight with the zombies.

    Perhaps it was thanks to Minhyuk’s advice.

    I didn’t feel guilty.

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