I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

A monster like a looming black man-shaped zombie under a black-dyed sky...... escapes a black zombie.

Fortunately, the black zombie moves slowly, and his legs are correspondingly slow, so even my legs can escape enough. But the problem was that number.

I know where I'm going, but I can't go that way. It's twitchy, but I definitely feel pushed.

I could have gotten in the car if this had happened, but Hate, I don't have a microphone, and my father's car wasn't in front of the house. Does that mean you can't let a boulder carry things that easily?

At a time when I bent over some of the corners thinking about it, I realized I had failed.

Some things in my head should be called memories of this world, not just the original memories, which is why I have understood that this path leads to the worst places.

As I affirmed that idea, I could see at the end of the road the entrance to a large shopping district.

"... damn..."

That black zombie first emerged from inside the neighborhood house. Assuming it appears to replace the person who was there... the shopping district at the end of the year...

"Too many..."

A bunch of black zombies literally filling the road from the mall and approaching this way...... from behind, the black zombies that came after me this far...... muzzled, pinched!?

What do we do? There is no escape...... little time to think!? Absolutely not before...... quite a few behind, but can you get it out while avoiding?

No, we just have to get out! Even if it's unlikely, you can't give up here!!

Considering there is still a chance that the rear can break through better than the front, I immediately flip over to the black zombies approaching us with a gentle foothold.

As the distance between the black zombies grew closer and closer, the moment I tried to change direction in order to take evasive action... with the thirsty gunfire, the black zombie in front began to crack the water balloon, becoming black water and being sucked into the ground.

"... Huh?

A girl in white with two handguns in her hand appears before me, stopping unexpectedly. The girl slips between the black zombies in a motion like a dance, defeating the black zombies one after the other with a handgun in both hands.

"... Sounds like you managed to make it!

"... in the picture... Na?

Yes, it was the girl in white who appeared very similar to Cro...... I exchanged words many times in this virtual world, it was Rina Kurosu Painting.

"... why?

I didn't know what was going on. If all the inhabitants of this world have turned into black zombies, naturally she should be, too. No, why did she help me, the characters in the world that Mr. Shiro built before that?

At the same time that question came to mind, now it sounded like an engine, and one motorcycle rammed into this one.

On the bike, this again spanned a girl who looked familiar, and she jumped right near me and abandoned the bike.

As the bike rolled down the ground as it slipped, reaching a swarm of black zombies approaching this way from the mall, the girl unleashed a sub-machine gun in her hand towards the bike...... with a big explosion, many black zombies blew up.

"Quick man! This way!"

"There's a veil!? Yes, what the hell..."

"We'll talk later! Now, let's get out of here!

The girl who showed up on the motorcycle...... the sage in the illusion ran out of my hand, followed by Pictorina as well.

Running with his hands drawn, as he entered the road towards the larger street, he was also in front of someone he knew.

"Mr. Iris! Do it!

"... yeah!

The woman who heard Arisa's words... Iris Reafeed pulled the pin out of something she had in her hand - huh? Wait, that's a grenade!?

The grenade, thrown with a beautiful parabola, when it reaches a black zombie population...... it blows up a huge explosion.

"Hiu, Mr. Iris, you have a good shoulder ~"

"... ehem"

Mr. Iris joined us as he was, and as the four of us were running down the road... we saw a big one-box car at the end of the road.

"Quick man! This way!"

"Senior Liddy!?

Now Senior Liddy Quannett!? Duh, what's going on really!?

Confused, we jump into a one-box car to be led by Senior Liddy's voice. And when Senior Liddy quickly closed the door, he spoke toward the driver's seat.

"Whoops! Let me out!

"Okay!

I was sitting in the driver's seat...... Senior Westbound Temple Tachibana.

"Yahoo ~ Quick. How does it feel to be the protagonist of a zombie movie?

"Until Mr. Wind...... really, what's going on with this?

The one who has spoken in a distracted voice from the back seat is Mr. Murayun-style... Now there are a lot of lab members I know in this world.

Arisa opened her mouth while replacing the submachine gun magazine against me, who had no idea what was going on.

"It's getting late, but... here comes the" Help Character. "

"Oh, the help character? What do you mean? Or what is that weapon!?

"Well, it's me. Briefly, we received thoughts from our original beings, each based on the lover of the happy man in the original world. If I tell you, I feel like I can be on your side in this virtual world right now. By the way, I had a pile of them at Dreamhill University... and the god who created this world must have prepared them for me."

"... allies... then..."

When I heard Arisa's words and looked over at the assembled lab members... they all nodded with a warm grin. Oh, damn... I think I'm gonna cry. Really... what a comforting reinforcement.

"Come on, Mr. Quick Man, tell me your destination! We're here to help!

"... thanks, guys"

I say a heartfelt thank you to everyone who rushed me, and then I say where I should go.

When I heard from Cro that it was a place where I could clearly recognize the death of my mother and father, there were two candidates that came to my mind.

The first is where my mother and father died that I will never forget...... the scene of the accident. But probably not there. Because that accident site has been renovated a few years ago at one end of the city's redevelopment and the scenery has changed.

at the scene of the accident, but not at the time of the memorable accident. Therefore, I thought it was weak in terms of clearly recognizing death.

When that happens, there's only one more candidate. That place I've had my legs over and over......

"Seniors! Enter the highway, in the southern suburbs...... to 'Time Wind Cemetery'!

"Okay! I'll fly...... hold on tight!

The cemetery where my mother and father sleep...... that's where I'm supposed to go!