14 Kill or let turn

In the alley of the Tokonosu City, two figure embraced each other body. One figure slightly tall than the other and based of their appearance, both can be distinguished as different gender.

It's a normal affair when you decided to take your time strolling the city, especially when the sun had descent, and somewhere in the long stretch path of yours, one or two couple will indulge in fluttering atmosphere.

They disregard any forsaken soul that watched the live action romance and sank deep into their own flaring thirst for the warm touch of their partner.

This couple was not much different either, the passionate movement of her mouth pasted on the man's neck showed how much the desire she had for him.

"Argh..." the man's eyes looked upward, it gradually lost their luster and the white canvas filled with a deep red thread.

Was her lips is that full of enticement and stimulated the man's sense till he almost dying of happiness?

Then the couple lost their footing and the man's body fell hard on the ground, the diva seemed really crazed for her significant one as she immediately pounced and ravaged him, tearing his clothes and tasting his muscle with her teeth.

The man's body rather fit and well built, she couldn't stay her finger from digging his abs. Inch by inch of his flesh thoroughly had been tasted, and she craved of it so much that she ignored the arrival of other presence that joined the passionate activity.

One, two, more girl swarmed the man, he must have been in sort of heaven of harem now.

Night had showed its fang and the shameless people still not budge from their erotic spot, and it went on as terrible as it can be with the many heads began to join the fray.

*Beep*

Then with a single sound, all legs stopped dragging, heads turning in certain direction. They rose to their feet and marched to the fateful call in a beautiful unison.

They entering a sort of building with a broken back door...

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Saya crouched on one of the rack, stuffing a blue basket on the floor with breads and snacks. The survivor girl looked at her with dazed face.

"It's important to grab the stuff with short expiry date, we won't get a second chance of tasting it if things hasn't get any better.

Also try not to eat something salt which make you getting thirsty quickly, we should try to conserve water as much as we can from now on, it's better when they still plenty than later...

Get any women necessity and toilet paper, we may not have the luxury anymore to take relief..."

the pink haired said with half-lidded eyes, she stared at the chocolate bread's package in her hand.

The girl waked from her own world then she shyly smiled.

"Takagi-san really know her way around, I barely realize what I should do..." she timidly said.

"It's a common thing to know, also the proper survival advice is that we should have store the canned and instant food instead, things that could last for months if not years..." she put the bread into her basket and she stood up.

"Eh? Then why you didn't do it?"

Saya looked at the Iron Sword in her hand, the reflection of her figure could be seen on the blade's cold surface.

"Because I am not giving up..." she walked out from the shelf, heading toward Fujimura who had a bunch of mineral water in his basket.

"Senpai."

The older boy glanced at her with raised eyebrows, the girl stopped beside him.

"Why did you pick me over Miyamoto? She certainly more useful for you in the field..." the girl picked an apple juice bottle, putting a strength on the cap before she twisted it open and drunk it.

"Perhaps, but leaving Hirano as a lone combatant in the minibus didn't assuring," Fujimura putting more bottle into his basket, in fact he held two basket on one hand.

"Are you fear they might try to rebel?" the girl said after let out a 'fuaah' voice as the cool drink flourished her throat.

"I am just having a hard time trusting them," he said nonchalantly.

Saya glimpsed to the side, her sharp tooth bit on her lips.

"Did you... also hard trusting us?"

The hand that held the transparent bottle stopped, the young man shut tight his mouth for quite a while.

"Get the basket inside the mini bus, then return to pick other stuff, make sure we pick everything we need," he returned his motion, then leaving her alone in front of the cold shelf.

Saya sighed as she gazed upon the departing back of her senior. It was indeed normal for him not to heavily believe on anyone he just met. She won't be either if not for condition must required them to work as a group. But the young man strength was immeasurable, having him around certainly provide them more security in this madness of the world. She speculated the reason why he insist together with them is because of Saeko, now without her around, how long he will remain here before decide to walk off?

Unknown to the prestigious tsundere girl, even without Saeko in the group, Fujimura is impossible to leave very far from them, let alone having separate way. The reason was nothing more than not to let him get an instant by the time of the next stage began.

Truth to be told, he wasn't sure if Takashi and the rest is the only people that considered as the main cast, with this so many people around he feared that one of them are actually also one of the main cast member, the only way to know it is through the party member function or he let the event take its course. He sure that anyone that's not important certainly will get eliminate by the progression of the event.

This was also the reason why he not just kill Shidou and that black haired girl, despite he perceived them as future threat but he couldn't just erase their existent without fearing the system's penalty.

Fujimura exited the store, no long after, Saya also exit. Leaving only the three survivor inside.

The punk dude peeped at the entrance of the store before he let out a scowling.

"Tch, that four eyes bastard creep the hell out of me, I really want to punch his face..." he munched on some sandwich with anger on his face.

"But... he is so strong, I don't want my face get ruin like Shidou-sensei..." the other person said, he had a bob like black hair and shared the same height with Kohta.

"Why are you being pussy out, no girl like a coward..." the punk smirked in taunt.

"Then why you not hit him instead if you are so brave?" the boy snorted.

"Hehe, I won't fight him fair, I know he is fierce..." he eyed the only girl left in the store, leaning down his slight toward the boy's ear.

"I already got myself a preparation..." he took out a package from inside his uniform. Its form immediately made the boy shouted in alarm.

"Are you trying to kill him?!"

"Sshh! You moron!" he abruptly grasped the boy's mouth, glancing toward the girl and he relieved as she seemed don't listen to their talk.

"No, I am not, I just going to threaten him to stand down, I am going to make him our teacher little obedient dog, hahaha!" his forcefully tone down his laugh.

"But... who are you going to use?"

"I know that brown haired girl, she joined the spear club and one of the participant in the tournament, she strong as hell. That fatty boy might look like a nerd but the nail gun he had was dangerous, and the big bust nurse is a no go, her expertise in medication is needed and such an unfortunate case if we have to lost a woman with a worth body like her..."

"That leave the pink hair girl..." the boy frowned.

"Yes..." the punk sneered.

"Even if an accident occur, she just a lost cause, she can't fight, and I don't think she has other quality than being a woman..."

"She is a perfect hostage..."

*Thud!*

"Hm?" the punk and the boy heard something fell from behind the door on the back, then they exchanged glances.

"Is there someone in the back?" the punk frowned.

"M-maybe is one of them?" the boy revealed an anxious expression.

"This place is clean, no blood anywhere as far as I can see, I don't think those monsters inside..."

"Well, whatever, I am not going to check on it anyway..." he shook his head in bitter.

"Are you sure? Maybe it was the clerk or shop owner who hid out of fear..."

"So?"

"Are you stupid? If they are a woman then it's worth to save, the world had been struck by chaos, in the helpless situation like this a weak creature would require a safety from strong arms, in return they will repay with whatever they have. Including... you know what I mean..." the punk man smiled and kept enticing the boy.

For a hopeless 'novice' like him, who hadn't get a real chance to taste a forbidden fruit before everything went crazy, such provocation indeed deadly.

In normal circumstances, it's already luck for him to get a virtual date with any random girl, in an rpg game. Now the chance for the apple to fall onto his head had came, how can he waste the chance?

But the boy sadly had a guts of rabbit, even a perfect opportunity had risen, his first thought still ran away.

Looking at him rejected the enticement, the punk boy twitched his lips, of course he also didn't dare to check on it, that's why he wanted to use this little pal as cannon fodder should things gone awry.

He looked at the girl then a bulb turned bright inside his head, he inwardly laughed, telling the boy to hide then he strolled toward her.

The girl herself had delicate body and black woven hair style, her height barely reached his chest and he was 174 cm tall.

"Hey, you eeh... can I ask for help?" he disguised a helpless tone.

"What... help?" the girl held her hand over her lips.

"My friend used bathroom in the back but until now he hasn't return, I remembered he has a bowel complication and forget to take his med, can you deliver this to him?" the man lifted his hand and offered a sort of yellow sachet to her.

"Why not you do it?" the girl frowned, Isn't this an awkward thing to do by an opposite gender?

"I try, but he wouldn't take it, he hate medicine thus no matter how hard I convince him, he still rejected it, so I figure if someone else especially a gentle woman like you encourage him, he might change his mind," the punk spoke with fluidity.

"G-gentle? I-I am not..." the girl let out a blush, her movement is getting shy.

"Please.. I make your time worthwhile," he joined his palm together and pleaded her.

After hush and gush of doubt and hesitation, the girl eventually nodded and she walked to the back door.

"I'll be waiting here in case their worry no one around," the man opened the back door then slammed it shut.

At the same time, Fujimura and Saya walked back in, his Ashura out on his right hand, there is blood on the newly shining blade.

There was also blood on Saya's iron sword, her face tad paler.

Fujimura as usual ignored their existence and made his around the shop to gather more supply. Saya on the other hand, searched for the girl whereabout.

"Where is she?" she said as she stared at the them.

The punk pretended confuse then asking the boy which he shook his head in denial.

"Seriously how come you guys didn't know..." she glared at them.

"Maybe she went to the bathroom, there is one I think on the back," the punk shrugged then went on his own business.

Saya swept her eyes at the back door, she gritted her teeth in an annoyance.

"Damn it why she's go alone in this situation like this?" she trod her path and walked to the back door.

The store's warehouse isn't big, as soon as she stepped inside, she met with short hall that only had a path to the right, but it had no window whatsoever thus it was dark in here, luckily she got herself a flash light while searching the shop.

She strolled while holding the iron sword on her right hand and the flash on the left. There was another room ahead of her destination, it only blocked by a curtain that usually hung before a meat room.

"Hey are you here?" as soon as she whisked the curtain, her nose invaded by a stinging scent, she squinted her eyes and looked ahead.

It was a mind blowing scene. It's not the first time she saw, but it still hit her hard like a train wreck.

In front of her, right only inches away, the woven haired girl being mangled by dozens of them. Her eyes was looking at her direction with shock and terror, blood spilled from the corner of her lips. Her mouth constantly gapped as if she wanted to say something but her throat had been ripped off. She could see her flesh being pulled and chewed by those monster, her uniform was shredded, no private part she needed to conceal since it had been owned in their mouth. There were so many of them yet most hardly notice her presence, because they were too focus on adoring the girl delicate meat.

"Ah... ah..." Saya knew in this circumstance she should run, but her legs froze. The image of the girl quickly haunted her vision and her tears couldn't help but welled up. She wanted to scream but for some unknown reason, she lost her voice.

The zombies who noticed her slouch their way, it only several seconds for them to arrive at her location and opened their foul smelling mouth to take a chunck of her.

I am going to die... run... run... why... I can't move...

The sight of the girl...

The blood on her feet...

The maddening moan of those monster...

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

*Bang!*

The zombie that prepared to bite her shoulder fly in the instant, a rounded shield smacked against its head and ruined its dinner plan. A figure passes through her side and swung the weapon on his hand, beheading two zombie in the instant and he kicked the one on his left, letting the body crashed to the wall.

Saya looked stayed, right before her eyes appeared a tall back and strong. Completely wrapped in armor and gear of weapon. The figure moved ahead, dancing with the katana and shield on his arms, slaying every single damn of those things and made sure they won't return.

The room was small and packed with them, but it didn't hinder his movements. He bashed with his shield if they are getting too close, he kicked if they came in line, and he slashed without mercy.

The blade in occasion moved like lightning, its figure got blurry along with his arm, then one zombie already decapitated.

The small room for keeping stuff and resting staff, turned into a slaughter house with human parts anywhere.

Sometime the figure didn't cut their head off but detaching their limb first.

Soon, all zombies had been killed by him, the figure stood in the midst of corpse. His figure turned dirty but he got no mind of it.

"Ah... ah... " the girl still gapped her mouth, her eyes had widened to large as if they wanted to crawl out of their socket.

He faced her and stood by the side, there is no compassion on that crimson eyes, no sympathy.

Just a pity.

"Kill her," he said.

Under Saya absent-minded expression, he directed his eyes toward her and said coolly.

"Kill her or let her turn."