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Chapter 129, Saya Takashiro's Depression

Chapter 57. The Depression of Takashi Saya

Takashiro Saya, 16 years old, a second-year student in the senior department of the private Fujimi Academy, born as a chaebol lady, with an arrogant personality, with the typical arrogant appearance attributes of a girl with glasses + tiger teeth + double ponytails. Proud of a wealth of knowledge and outstanding analytical skills.

At this moment, the eldest lady was in a very depressed mood, feeling that her fragile heart had been greatly hurt again and again.

In fact, in this zombie apocalypse where countless people have broken their families and separated their wives, Saya Takashiro was able to return to her well-fortified home, reunite with her loving parents, have no worries about food and clothing, and be safe... Bi, no matter how you look at it, you should be extremely happy.

But the problem is that according to Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, a person's needs are hierarchical, from food and clothing to safety to social interaction to respect and then to self-realization-the more noble the person, because the life is rich and the food and clothing are comfortable, The more you value face, the more you want to show that you are more valuable than others, and you can never stand cold reception and ignorance, let alone contempt... Otherwise, you will feel extremely unhappy...

To put it simply, they are born to be masters, and they want the whole world to revolve around them, otherwise they will think that the world is wrong!

As a proud and wealthy young lady, Takashiro Saya is also regarded as superior to others, and despises most people.In the plot of the original work, she knew she was not good at fighting, so she has been playing the role of a "wise man" since the disaster broke out, pulling the fat house Hirano Toda to find materials to transform the nail gun-in the original work, she is indeed not bad. He qualifiedly played the role of a military adviser and realized his self-worth in a small team.

But the problem is that in this world that has been messed up by the traversers, Wang Qiu and Doraemon obviously formed a tacit combination of chief officer + political commissar, with timely information, good command, and a monopoly on sufficient supplies, so there is no need A think tank came to point fingers and show off IQ.In addition, the number of rescued students has increased to more than [-], and the expansion of the collective has made the role of the individual less and less significant... Therefore, Takashiro Saya was naturally marginalized.

First of all, Takashiro Saya's sports performance is very poor, and her physique is not good. She is not as good as Miyamoto Rei from the Spear Club, Busujima Saeko from the Kendo Club, Igo Yong from the Judo Club, and students from other sports clubs, who can fight zombies.Secondly, Takashiro Saya is a highly myopic eye who has never touched a gun. When it comes to shooting, he is far inferior to Hirano Toda, a military man who has been trained in the Black Water Company.In the end, her breasts were not big enough, and it was difficult to stand out among a group of **** girls. Standing next to the blond and sexy teacher Ju Chuan Shizuka, she couldn't even reflect the value of selling meat...

In this way, looking at those guys who are usually mediocre and lazy and whom I look down on, now they are far better than me, Miss Takashiro Saya, who has always thought highly of herself, will of course be very depressed, and feel less confident about herself... After all Through various clues, a "conspiracy theory of bandits from another world" was deduced (in fact, it is also very reasonable, almost close to the truth), which can expose the "hypocritical truth" of people from other worlds, and when they exert their own wisdom and value, there is no one. Ignore... After returning home, even her parents dismissed her warning and scolded her to shut up!

Well, it’s not that Miss Saya is ignorant. In fact, Saya Gaocheng also understands that this suspicious robot cat is the only hope for survivors like them. ——Anyway, there is only one chance left...

However, for Miss Saya, who suffered from all kinds of neglected grievances on the way to escape, and only had the belief of "exposing the conspiracy", it was tantamount to losing the last way to express her own value... Not only is she physically weak, Without experience, even the only proud mind is completely useless in this apocalyptic world... Such a huge gap has plunged Takashiro Saya into a deep decadence and depression.

When the mopping up of the bed city started, many students who volunteered to change into the old military uniforms of the Showa era and went out to show off their prestige with the [-]-style rifle, but Saya Takashiro was forcibly detained by her mother and stuffed into the bed. In order to stay in the team, in case her brain is still unable to turn around, she will continue to quarrel with the saviors of the other world during the mopping operation, and cause some catastrophic disaster... This really makes her less arrogant The ears of the girl's Wang Qiu and others were much quieter, but it also made this young lady with eyes above the top feel infinitely depressed.

However, what will make Miss Takashiro Saya feel even more depressed is yet to come!
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When Soichiro Takashiro and Tetsutaro Doi once again led a small team to sweep and rob all the way in the main city, Mrs. Yuriko Takashiro, who stayed behind in the mansion, couldn't hold back anymore, and took part of the third team out of the house. A clearing operation was launched in the surrounding several blocks, and the zombies that once again flooded into the nearby streets were killed by headshot one by one-this was not only to ensure the safety of the garrison, but also for military training.

After all, most of Mrs. Takashiro Yuriko's subordinates haven't fired a few bullets. If they can't find more opportunities to accumulate some practical experience for them, if they are tested by a crisis, many rookie recruits may become confused , [-]% of the combat power can't be used to [-]%.

In addition, watching her husband and her husband's best friends go out to hunt is very fruitful, and Mrs. Yuriko also wants to try her skills nearby.

But the problem is, although the streets are empty, only whining zombies are wandering around.But on the heights of the building, there are still many survivors guarding the house... Under normal circumstances, because they are worried that the sound will attract zombies, they all hold their breath in the house, as if they are dead .It wasn't until they saw armed forces cleaning up zombies outside that they were suddenly activated, and the collective entered a state of excitement.

——Then, these citizens who have not yet turned their minds, put forward various demands to the "rescue troops" on the street with confidence:

"...Are you the self-defense force sent by the government to rescue? Why are you here now! My wife was bitten to death by that monster!"

"...That's right! It's too late! What a bunch of useless tax thieves! What about the Showa military uniforms on you? Could it be that the government used the pre-war sealed supplies?"

"...Come and save us! Send someone to get us out of the apartment building! There's that monster blocking the way in the hallway!"

"...I want bottled water!! Throw me a bottle of water! There's no water in the house! I haven't had anything to drink for a day!"

"...Is there any communication equipment? I want to make a call to my daughter in Chiba Prefecture! Please!"

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Mrs. Yuriko Takashiro who led the team, the rookie soldiers who "worried about the country and one heart", and Saya Takashiro who came out to exercise with him, were all baffled by all kinds of strange talks, dumbfounded, and deeply unbelievable... …

"...No wonder...We Japanese are always called 'peace idiots'! We always take a peaceful world, good law and order, and perfect rescue for granted, but never think about relying on ourselves ..."

Sitting in the sturdy jeep, Mrs. Yuriko Takashiro taunted coldly that she didn't mean to meddle in these survivors who didn't know what to do or what to do. face, put the right cheek too" Holy Mother... Since you guys ask for help, you should also show a humble attitude of asking for help!What should such an upright look be?

Could it be that we, strong men with guns, have to be servants of you unarmed people?This is really funny enough!
But the problem is that some funny ways of thinking are really different from ordinary people-these survivors see the armed men on the street and ignore them at all, just search the storefronts along the street and the empty mansion After showing signs of saving people, instead of pleading in a low voice, they started to quarrel more and more fiercely, and cursed with harsh and mean words:
"...You don't want to leave us, just escape by yourself?!"

"...What a selfish and shameless person! God will never forgive you!!"

"...My uncle is a member of Congress! You tax thieves, hurry up and save me!"

"...I've already filmed your indifference and ugliness! If you don't want to be exposed in the future, save me from upstairs!"

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"...Shut up! Save yourself if you can, shut up if you can't. Now, who cares about who?!"

Listening to the obscene words upstairs, Takashiro Saya couldn't help but twitched her eyebrows, and interrupted their cursing impatiently, "...what kind of attitude are you asking for help? You are clearly facing zombies. Every now and then, everyone is afraid of being like this, but when facing those who can help you, their attitudes become so bad and natural. You group of idiots only bully the weak and fear the strong, who is more shameless?"

"...You——!! You impolite little bastard!! I will teach you a lesson for your father!!"

Quite a few hardcore funny guys were immediately dumbfounded by these words, and continued to yell. It can be said that there is no limit to death. passed!
But some people finally realized it, and turned to pleading softly, wanting to be rescued by the group of weird-looking armed men outside.

However, for the third team, which lacks combat experience and is mostly old, weak, women and children, if they give up their only advantage in long-range firepower, break into the narrow corridor full of dangers, and fight hand-to-hand with an unknown number of zombies, it is almost impossible. Life is a joke...

So, after thinking for a while, Takashiro Saya had no choice but to continue to shout to them:
"...I've already said it! Help yourself if you can, shut up if you can't! Please listen carefully! We are not the police or the Self-Defense Force, and we have no obligation to take care of ordinary citizens like you! Lying on the balcony on the third floor over there Auntie above, isn’t there zombies in the corridors and stairs? Since you screamed so vigorously, wouldn’t you use a rope with sheets and curtains to climb down from the window by yourself? And the same goes for other people! Can keep up Our team will follow! There is a place to accommodate you in the Gao Cheng family, as for those who cannot keep up, please ask for blessings..."

In this way, after going out to search for about two hours, with a stomach full of depression and few spoils of war, Gao Cheng mother and daughter returned to the mansion... Then, they encountered an even more depressing thing at home
"...This Wisteria teacher... is really an ungrateful white-eyed wolf!"

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