Chapter Index

    At first glance, the situation was enough to make it seem like I couldn’t ignore Raina’s difficulties and embraced her.

    However, the reality was completely different.

    The words were supposed to protect him, but in reality, it was no different from openly giving shit to Raina.

    The reason for acting like that was, of course, to reduce Raina’s influence within the group even a little.

    Did he immediately sense the intention behind my actions?

    Raina tried to say something with an urgent expression, as if she had been hesitating for some time, but unfortunately, my mouth opened much faster than Raina’s lips opened.

    “So, everyone, please put your clothes back on.”

    Of course, there was quite a bit of backlash.

    The person who protested the most was Karen, a public health teacher.

    “Whoever wants?”

    When you force a person to look so shameful like this, who are you to decide such a thing on your own?

    A gaze pricked my cheek as if to say just that.

    “Are you worried that Rayna might have been bitten by a zombie?”

    “Isn’t it obvious? So, wasn’t everyone like this… by taking off the clothes they were wearing to prove that they weren’t bitten by a zombie?”

    “If you are doing this because you are worried about that, there is no need to worry.”

    “Why?”

    “That’s right… Raina has been with me since those zombie-like guys first appeared.”

    So, if I had been bitten, there was no way I wouldn’t have known. Could it be that I couldn’t find something to immediately refute my statement containing such a claim?

    “···Heung.”

    Karen glared at me and Raina in turn, then picked up her clothes that had fallen on the floor and started putting them back on. As one person started to put on clothes, others around them naturally followed suit.

    The sound of cloth rubbing against skin filled the room.

    Just like that, everyone started putting on their clothes again, but now it’s really difficult to take them off alone.

    Nevertheless, if Raina had insisted on taking off her clothes, I would have approved of her.

    As expected, he must have been sincerely impressed that not just anyone can become the heir to a prestigious family.

    But she couldn’t do that.

    It seems like he hasn’t reached that level yet, so he stands there awkwardly, unable to do this or that. Thanks to this, her position in the group was drastically reduced, just as I had originally intended.

    “So? Can I ask what you plan to do now?”

    Sakura, who had become slightly disheveled while taking off her clothes but had her hair neatly tied back together, may have been the reason why she was unable to say anything even though she opened the meeting like that.

    “First of all, shouldn’t we secure food first?”

    “If you want to eat, do you want to eat at the cafeteria next to the auditorium?”

    “Yes.”

    “But we have blocked all entrances to the auditorium. But how do you get out?”

    When Juri naturally came between me and Sakura and asked such a question, I raised my finger and pointed to the window on the second floor of the auditorium.

    “You want to go out the window?”

    “Uh.”

    “You don’t mean to jump, do you mean to go down with a rope or something?”

    “That should be it.”

    “But I actually don’t have a line to write there?”

    “You can make a rope by taking off a curtain.”

    “···It’s not a bad method. Humans might not know this, but zombies won’t be able to get on even if there is a line.”

    They had set him up against me just a little while ago, but maybe they decided that it wouldn’t be a good idea to just pretend like that with me, who is in charge of actual military power within the group.

    This time Karen came between me and Juri.

    “But if you use the window as an entrance, it will take a lot of time to move things, right?”

    “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that part. Because I have a separate method in mind.”

    “Then what…”

    Did he feel a sense of relief at the fact that I had accepted, rather than rejected, the hand of reconciliation he had extended? Karen’s face, which had been stiff until then, slightly relaxed.

    “So… I’d like to split the group into two.”

    “If there are two…?”

    “I’m thinking of dividing it into those who will go out with me and get something to eat, and those who will stay here and decorate the auditorium into a space suitable for living…”

    All entrances and exits were blocked to ensure safety, but honestly, the auditorium itself is not a suitable space for living. Therefore, the process of changing this place into a space suitable for our living could be said to be a necessity, not an option.

    To put it bluntly, wouldn’t it be a little more comfortable to put something like a mattress on the floor?

    I looked around the auditorium, which gave off a somewhat empty feel, and gave an estimate on how to change it. After a while, I asked the people who were paying attention to me.

    “So, is there anyone who wants to go outside with me?”

    Silence fell.

    The silence was heavier than when I ordered them to take off their clothes.

    It must have been at a moment when I was suppressing a bitter smile as I saw them just starting to look at each other like that.

    Contrary to my expectation that it would remain like this until I designated someone else, a hand came up.

    Unlike the soft-looking hands of others, his hands showed signs of training.

    “I don’t know if it will help, but if it’s okay with me.”

    What can I say?

    It was none other than Sakura who applied to Farming Group.

    To be honest… I was a bit surprised.

    Even though I asked that question first, I didn’t think anyone would actually volunteer.

    Still, among the seven people here, he is the only one who has experience killing zombies, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t afraid of the existence of zombies…

    What on earth was she thinking when she volunteered for Farming Group?

    Regardless of the way she showed herself in the confrontation situation earlier, she was a woman whose true intentions were unknown. Even so, I had no intention of kicking out the volunteers who came rolling in.

    So he nodded once towards Sakura, who was quietly raising her hand, and then asked the others.

    “Is there anyone else besides Tojo?”

    “···.”

    “···I guess there’s nothing more. Then, for now, Tojo and I will try to move together.”

    It didn’t really matter to me whether there were two or three farming groups. In fact, it would be more advantageous for me to have two rather than three. That’s because they’re like zombies anyway. Unless hundreds of them come at me at once, they can’t be my opponent, and it’s better to be alone when using a hypnosis app.

    “Then, we ask that the remaining people take charge of the auditorium while we go to the canteen.”

    “? Are you really going to go there together? Then me too…!”

    “Okay, Juri, you stay here.”

    “Ha, but…”

    “There needs to be someone to throw the rope when Tojo and I come back from the canteen.”

    “Ah… Ugh… I understand.”

    After confirming that Juri nodded to what I said, I got up from the chair I had been in for a while.

    He then spoke to Sakura, who was quietly closing her eyes while holding the wooden sword in her hand, as if she was gathering herself before departure.

    “Then, let’s go quickly, Mr. Tojo.”

    “That…!”

    It was at that moment that a voice that seemed to creep into me struck with a sword.

    I turned to look in the direction from where I heard the sound, wondering if it was another volunteer, but what caught my eye was the figure of Yoko, a dark, busty woman who was carefully raising her hand.

    Was she feeling burdened by all the stares coming from around her? I asked her as she shrugged her shoulders.

    “What’s going on? Mr. Shirosawa?”

    “City, securing food is important, but I think it’s also important to let the outside world know that we’re here…”

    Unless you dozed off alone when we talked earlier, you probably already know that communication with the outside world is impossible, and does this mean we should at least smoke something?

    If that were the case, my opinion was the opposite.

    Since it is the early stages of the outbreak, this point is not particularly highlighted, but if you look at zombie movies, the enemy of humans is not only zombies.

    In addition… in the case of our group, except for me, they are all women and beauties that are not often seen anywhere.

    But do you make something like smoke to show to the outside world that there are people here?

    It was perfect to bring together people here who were full of the idea of having a bit of fun before the world left this mess behind anyway.

    ‘Of course, it’s okay to just cut it into small pieces and feed it to zombies…’

    Is there any need to go through such trouble? Even if we let the outside world know that we are here, there is no guarantee that a rescue team will come.

    So, I was preparing to respond in that way if such a statement were made, but…

    “If you use the leftover items and leave an SOS sign on the ceiling here…”

    What came out from between the pink lips that were repeatedly pursing as if choosing words was something a little different than expected.

    “I don’t think it’s bad?”

    “Well, really?”

    “Hmm… Well, if you leave a mark on the ceiling, it will only be possible to recognize it if you are higher up, so strange people won’t flock to you.”

    ‘Tsk… If this happens, I’m leaving…’

    I’ve never forgotten for a moment that my goal is to figure out what’s wrong with this world, but this is how I’m going to rely on the power of the seven people here and the power of the hypnosis app until the external situation changes dramatically or a rescue team arrives. I was planning on growing it as much as possible.

    I never thought I’d come up with a method like that.

    Apparently, that thing on our dark young woman’s body was not just a lump of fat, but a bag of wisdom.

    In that way, opinions that don’t fit my plan have emerged, but I can’t openly oppose opinions that seem good to anyone, so what can I do?

    “If you have a good opinion, you don’t need to get permission from me, you can just put it into action.”

    Even though I feel a little sad, I have no choice but to agree and watch.

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