episode_0258

When Raina pointed a gun at me in the secret bunker, I was surprised, but I didn’t question the existence of the gun.

After all, what is the Arisukawa family doing?

The Arisugawa family was the group that controlled the huge nation of Japan, hiding behind a curtain for nearly several decades, and at that point, it would not have been out of the question for them to smuggle in untraceable firearms from somewhere and store them in a secret bunker they had built. It must have been.

Therefore, even if Raina had pulled out something like a bazooka instead of a revolver and pointed it at me, I would have been surprised, but I would not have questioned the existence of that object.

However, that could only be true in the ‘Arisugawa Reina’ period, and if Jammin, who was now caught in my hands and was watching the world being forcibly turned upside down, say it as a friend, there was no such thing at all.

Thanks to this, I couldn’t help but think of question marks before anything else.

‘What is it, really?’

In fact, was the Japan of this world as gun-friendly as the Heavenly Fatherland?

Come to think of it, I heard a ghost story somewhere that in the country of ‘cowboys’ and ‘I don’t like it, but I hate it, but I hate it’, children’s pistols are being produced in all natural colors such as pink and orange to suit the tastes of children who dislike dark colors. I think I saw it, though.

Does this feel a bit like that too?

That can’t be possible.

If it were a country where firearms were so easy to obtain, militias armed with firearms would have taken action from all directions as soon as the zombie outbreak broke out, and before that, Ijimae, one of Japan’s long-standing traditional cultures, would have been completely eradicated.

If you pick on someone, the bullied child may suddenly show up one day with a revolver and exact bloody revenge. Would you be crazy enough to do something like that?

But seeing as that culture is still maintained… I wonder if this kid is just strange.

I was wondering if it was just a toy that looked fancy, so I placed the little boy, who was experiencing land sickness for the first time in his life, on the floor for a moment. Instead, I picked up the revolver and checked it, and to my surprise, it was real.

I didn’t rule out the possibility that it was a revolver-shaped lighter, but after looking at it, I felt like it had no choice but to be real.

It was even filled with six bullets.

Thanks to this, I started becoming more and more curious about the origin of this gun.

“Hey, kid. Where did you pick this up? Did you secretly rob a police station?”

I think I heard somewhere that Japanese police officers use revolvers as their official pistols, but if that’s the case, I guess that’s the source.

“Ugh…Give it back!”

“No, so where did you get this? Oh, do you speak Japanese? Hey, can you speak Japanese?”

“It’s my dad’s…!”

A time when there are more zombies than humans.

If you don’t know what it means for a kid like that to walk around the world alone in this era, you’d be a clueless idiot.

Is that why?

Suddenly, I started to feel a little sorry for the little boy in front of me.

“Ah… I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

“···If you understand, return it.”

Did you know you would say “?”

Being pitiful is being pitiful, and shouldn’t you be punished for trying to break someone else’s pot and joint?

So, I smiled brightly at the little boy who had a question mark on his face, probably confused by my sudden drift, and poured my special Little Boy on the top of his head. The little boy’s throat was soared with a very cheerful sound like “Kong…!” I cringed slightly.

“Ahhhh…!”

“Give something back is an informal word, and didn’t they teach you in school that you should use polite language with adults?”

These days, I hear that corporal punishment is banned altogether, with human rights and all, but in my view, banning corporal punishment is not a solution.

I’m not someone who completely agrees with corporal punishment because I suffered from pain in my thighs and buttocks when I was young, but I really thought that a kid who doesn’t have an answer should be beaten to make him come to his senses.

Don’t you think you should at least engrave in your bones the fact that the moment you cross the line, you might get screwed, so that you don’t get fooled by calling yourself a boy or something?

That’s my usual theory, so even if the other person was a kid who looked like he was in middle school, there was no sign of hesitation in my slapping hand.

Please return ” too…”

Did the pain that felt like the top of my head being split open make me realize the importance of etiquette?

The little boy, who must have been in a lot of pain with big teardrops hanging from his eyes, covered the top of his head with both hands and said that to me.

“Okay, I think I’m finally in the position to ask for something.”

“···.”

“Of course, I still won’t give it back.”

“···!”

Not only did he sneak up on me while hiding me and aim for my pot, but when that was in vain, he immediately changed his stance and tried to open my joint, and just by looking at him, I felt like I had dipped it many times before, but I ended up with a live bullet in the hands of a kid with a record of calling me crazy. Could you please show me this inserted pistol?

Then, as soon as he gets his hands on the gun, there is a 99.9% chance that he will point it at me and say ‘Hee hee, shoot!’

“Now, confiscate this.”

So, as I said that and put the gun I had confiscated from the kid into my inventory, I was surprised to see what was clearly in my hand disappear into empty space.

The eyes that were holding teardrops got huge.

Could it be that it had no effect at all?

The things that were hanging precariously started flowing down the little boy’s cheeks.

“Why? Is it interesting? Is this your first time seeing a superpower?”

The expression on the child’s face, which seemed to be looking at him so proudly and incredulously, was tinged with bewilderment, as he stared at the child who was so surprised that his wide-open eyes were twitching.

Of course, it was the kind of expression that seemed to say that if I had seen it for the first time, I must have seen it many times.

Thanks to that, I felt a little embarrassed.

“Kuhm… So are you alone?”

“···?”

“Are there any other gang members besides you?”

Anyway, I was looking for someone who could be a guide, so I said this with the intention of releasing this little boy and making him a guide if there were other people in the group.

I don’t know how he misinterpreted my remarks, but suddenly a feeling of caution began to appear in the little boy’s eyes as he looked at me.

They’ve looked at me warily before, but I guess this is a different kind.

“Huh… I’m so dumbfounded…”

“···.”

“Hey, kid. Honestly, it’s none of my business what you’ve been through so far, right?”

It’s none of my business, but…

“Still, it’s difficult to put people who haven’t done anything yet on the same level as trash who gets horny for a child who isn’t even an adult yet.”

Of course, I held him upside down and tried to shake him off, but that was self-defense(?).

And more than anything, that means a lot of attention has been paid to it.

To put it bluntly, what if the person in front of me right now wasn’t this little kid, but a full-grown adult?

By now, you would be in the same situation as the zombies lying around with their heads and bodies separated.

“Anyway, you’re alone, right?”

“···.”

“Um… Little one, aren’t you thinking about getting a short-term part-time job?”

“···?”

“Let’s see about the compensation… Will one box of this be enough?”

“···!”

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‘···person who is abnormal.’

That was exactly what she thought about the man who introduced himself as Yoon Soo-hyun.

In a time like this, you can’t believe you’re entrusting directions to someone you’ve never seen before, and even to someone who tried to kill you.

I don’t have company, but if I had company and I led them to where they were, why would I act so carefree?

This question was naturally resolved the moment the man encountered the monsters that flocked in response to the sound he made.

Something seemed to happen, and the heads of the charging monsters rose into the air, making strange noises.

It was right after that that the headless body fell to the floor.

“···!!!”

how···?

How did they do it?

The sight of the gun I showed you earlier disappearing into thin air is also the same, and was it true that he was said to have psychic powers and not just a joke?

However, it is impossible for something like a superpower to exist in this world…

“You thought there wasn’t one, right? Just now?”

“···No.”

Is it really possible to read other people’s inner thoughts?

If that’s the case, you need to be careful.

I don’t know what she’s thinking right now, but she’s acting normal, but no one knows when she’ll change her attitude and act like the people who targeted her.

“It’s written all over the face, so why not.”

“Ah…!”

“Okay, let’s take a break here. I’ve been walking for so long that my legs are killing me.”

The man who said that fell down on a nearby bench.

Then he reached into his pocket and took out a chocolate bar.

Rustle~

As soon as the man skillfully peeled off the chocolate bar, the unique sweet smell of chocolate spread all around him.

The smell… was extremely violent.

Especially since I’ve only been eating canned food.

So I was looking in that direction as if I was fascinated… did I even feel the gaze from this side?

The man made a slightly embarrassed sound and quickly took out another identical item from his pocket.

Then, without saying a word, he threw it in this direction.

So I suddenly accepted it and the man bit down on his share of the chocolate bar as if he had nothing more to say.

I looked at that scene silently… and quietly unwrapped the chocolate bar.

And then… I carefully bit into what was revealed.

Just in case, no more, no less, just the end.

So the chocolate bar I finally tasted… was delicious.

Quick!

“What, are you crying?”

“Oh, I’m not crying?!”

“This is the first time in my life that I have seen a child cry after eating a chocolate bar.”

“Oh, I didn’t cry!”