At Highschool of the dead in the apocalypse

"What do we do now?"

Miyamoto Rei, who was covered in blood and still dripping with blood on her pretty little face, leaned against the wall a little weakly, looking at Takashi Komuro, who was wielding a zombie in front of him with a baseball bat in both hands.

"Whew~"

After killing the only remaining zombie in the corridor, Komuro Takashi wiped the sweat on his forehead, compared to Miyamoto Li, the blood stains on his body were relatively scarce, but the clothes were still messy.

"Find the other survivors, and go home!" If there are only two or three of these zombies, we can handle it, but ......"

Komuro Takashi propped up his baseball bat on the ground and looked down at the three zombies that the two of them had just killed together.

It's just three of them, and Liz has already been injured, and he really can't protect Liz to face the zombies outside in the dark.

"Find them, help each other, and then go home, everyone is a local, there should be a way.

Komuro Takashi held a baseball bat in his hand, carrying it on his shoulder casually, and said his thoughts to Rei with a smile on his face.

And he has tried to make himself a little more relaxed, hoping to reduce Li's psychological pressure.

"It's also ha.

Miyamoto Li leaned against the wall, rubbed the stomach that had been hit just now with her other hand, and her little face was slightly pale, and her face was a little ugly and agreed with Komuro's words.

After all, with the combat power of the two of them, they can only constantly avoid the zombies, and when they encounter a little more, they can't even make a sound, and now they are ......

Facing Miyamoto Rei's pitiful look of holding her stomach, even if Komuro Takashi was too slow to react, she knew how to take care of the girl at such a time, but before she moved her footsteps, she heard Rei's next sentence.

"If only he were forever, he would have a way.

Miyamoto Rei lowered her head and felt the powerlessness of the moment, but she couldn't ask for help from her father, who was far away from the police station.

I can only hope in my heart, hoping that the person I like can save me in this crisis, so I whispered a word.

But this was originally a whisper, but it was particularly harsh in the silent corridor, especially when it reached the Takashi Komuro who has been protecting Miyamoto Rei now.

Komuro, who was standing not far away, withdrew the foot he had taken, turned around with a sinking face, no longer looked at Miyamoto Rei, and urged Miyamoto Rei with a somewhat stiff tone.

"Hurry up, we should go, maybe there will be other zombies coming over in a moment.

After speaking, he didn't wait for Miyamoto Rei to reply, and turned around and walked down the stairs.

And listening to Komuro Taka's cold and hard voice, Miyamoto Li knew that her momentary gaffe stimulated Komuro Taka, but she couldn't help but compare him with Jing Haoyong.

Not to mention anything else, Jing Haoyong is more caring for people than him, more gentle and considerate, and has never lost his temper with himself, let alone beaten himself.

Originally, it was just Miyamoto Li's subconscious thoughts, and girls would always compare the boy in front of them with their sweetheart.

Maybe they don't have other ideas, but no one doesn't like that the person in their heart is better.

But this thought, which should be fleeting, did not disappear immediately, hovering in Miyamoto's mind all the time.

Feeling the pain in his body, the helplessness in his heart, and the attitude of Takashi Komuro just now, these things have been replaying in Miyamoto Rei's mind at the moment.

makes the current Miyamoto Rei even more dissatisfied with Komuro Takashi who has grown up since childhood.

But in order to meet Yong faster, Miyamoto Rei still endured the pain and moved her steps to barely keep up with Takashi Komuro, who had already walked a long way.

......

Smack~

"Takashiro-san, what are you doing?"

Hirano Toda squatted slightly and looked at Saya Takagi lying on the pool with a graceful body in front of him, holding a towel soaked in water and smashing it on the head of the zombie in the distance, asking in a low voice.

"Less nonsense, you just look good.

Saya Takashiro half-crouched, hiding his petite figure behind the pool, clutching the somewhat cold and heavy white towel in his hand.

Hearing the question of the fat house behind him, he responded impatiently, and then smashed the towel in his hand on the iron cabinet in the distance, causing a crisp sound.

Smack~

Looking at the classmates who had become zombies next to the cabinet and slowly walked to the cabinet, constantly banging on the cabinet, Saya Takashiro looked at the reaction of the zombies, and asked Hirano Toda behind him in a low voice.

"Do you understand?"

"Their bodies don't react even if they hit something, they lose their sense of touch and vision, and they are only somewhat sensitive to sound, that's all they know so far, let's try the rest later." "

Let's go.

Saya Takashiro picked up the schoolbag on the ground and turned to look at Hirano Toda behind him.

Hirano Toda looked at Saya Takashiro's movements, and met her urging eyes with a little puzzled, "Are you really going to escape outside

?" Listening to Hirano Toda talking useless nonsense, Saya Takashiro was a little puzzled and irritable, "What do you want to say?"

"Uh...... I can't go far......" Hirano scratched his cheeks a little embarrassed in the face of Saya Takashiro's question.

"Huh? That's why you are called a dead fat house.

Hearing Hirano Toda's whispered reply, Saya Takashiro pinched his thin waist with both hands in disbelief, and looked at him with disdain and disgust in his eyes.

"You don't want to go far, wait until you're old enough to have a driver's license, you ......"

Saya Takashiro leaned forward with a thin waist, leaning forward and her pink double ponytails kept jumping.

With one hand, he taunted Hirano Toda with his white and tender fingers, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a low roar from his side.

......

There

was a muffled thud, and with it came a skull that exploded like a crumbling watermelon.

Linnaeus leaned on Jing Haoyong's shoulder, looking at the foul smell not far from the side of his eyes.

The head of the zombie with shredded meat in its mouth was suddenly burst by a white line.

Covering his mouth in some surprise, he even bowed excitedly with his black smooth calves wrapped in front of Jing Haoyong's body.

"It's amazing~"

Listening to the muffled sound behind him, as well as the headless corpse that kept appearing in front of his eyes, Linnaeus supported Jing Haoyong's broad and sturdy back with both hands.

Trying to straighten his head and look behind him, Jing Haoyong's front.

Seeing that the zombies that kept rushing in front of him, the student, were blown off one by one, Linnaeus's dark yellow eyes widened unconsciously.

Although Linnaeus certainly doesn't weigh too much as a woman, she is also an adult.

And some women with good figures may be heavier, let alone Linnaeus who is the best of them, so it is no wonder that Linnaeus is so surprised.

A seventeen-year-old high school student, carrying an adult woman, is running fast, only one holding an iron rod to deal with the zombies that keep pounced, how to think about it.