Only I Am Not Attacked In A World Overflowing With Zombies

The next day, when he woke up in his room, Yusuke took a shower first.

Wipe your head with a bath towel and sum up what you've been thinking.

Zombies attack people.

That sounds like a fact. The information was correct.

But I wasn't attacked.

I mean, I'm special.

Look at the wound on your right arm.

The scab has peeled off and new skin is formed. It's a trail of that man biting me.

Virus with a lethality rate of 100 percent. Infected with it, I didn't die.

Or are you dead and haven't noticed for yourself?

I get anxious, put my hand on my chest, but I can hear the sound of my heart properly. I also have a temperature.

Why didn't you die?

For some reason, you think the zombie virus was weak and that worked like a vaccine?

You think you have antibodies in your body, and that's why, zombies don't target you?

I just don't know.

There's no way I can tell if I think about it. Neither humans infected and not dying, nor those not attacked by zombies, were in the information on the Internet.

This is probably a rare case.

If you declare it to a health care provider, it could be a crackdown on mankind's, zombies.

"I don't like that either."

Absolutely made into experimental material.

The social order is breaking down. It is decided not to be respected such as human rights.

Yusuke was not a special winner, such as saving mankind at the expense of himself. Rather, the opposite, a man of his own accord.

"Well, you're lucky"

If it were true, I would have been eaten by a zombie, like that mother and child.

"Honestly, I'm sorry. Give up on me for bad luck."

Nam, hand in hand.

It was a disaster for that mother and child, but I didn't frame him for anything malicious.

I would have starved to death, even if I was stuck in that room anyway. The result remains the same. I don't even think I could get away with it.

Even so, starving to death would still be better than being eaten by a zombie, and not that there was any chance that help would come...

It's over now, Yusuke stopped thinking.

First of all, check it out.

Since yesterday, I probably won't be attacked by a zombie.

To make sure of that, Yusuke went outside the apartment with the same equipment as yesterday.

Keep going, circle outside the apartment.

When I was different from a zombie, I was nervous remembering yesterday's sight, but there was still no one to react to Yusuke.

I also saw the zombies that attacked me then, but I don't even look at this one. Just wandering around fluffy.

Ride the black VTR, a bike for city riders that was parked in an underground parking lot, and stretch your legs to the nearby convenience store.

The road was blocked by car by the way, with only about a gap for one lane. Some intersections are jammed in accidents. If it's car travel, you'll have a hard time.

Sometimes avoiding an accident car and sometimes boarding up the sidewalk, Yusuke continued slowly.

There are zombies walking around. More than I thought. There are about ten of them, even if they just look stubborn.

"No response to the sound of the motorcycle either, huh? I don't know if it smells like a human."

Or is it even attracted to the smell of fresh blood?

Reminds me of the zombies that were flocking to my mother and children yesterday. It was like a gathering of zombies from a nearby area.

"... oh? She's not human."

A five-year-old boy is nodding at the end of his car.

I glanced as I passed right next to him and the boy was just grabbing the bones of his white forearm. He is shredding off his stubborn meat with his teeth.

"Ugh, gross..."

Leave in a hurry.

Even though they won't attack us, there's just something on my mind.

We proceeded slowly looking at the sights around us and arrived at the convenience store.

Inside there were two zombies wandering around, but the shelves haven't been vandalized at all. Release the appropriately selected cans, retorts, and pet bottles into the field bag you brought.

"Uh, I guess I should have gone first from rotten food. Like a supermarket... well, no."

I hope it's the food of the day for now, I choose it appropriately.

Yusuke has been having fun as he hasn't worried about the price. Firefield thief, but if society collapses so far, this would also be force majeure.

"Phew Phew Phew."

I grabbed the ice cream, sang my nose, and went back to the bike with my bloated bag. Put your luggage behind your seat and span the bike.

Yusuke was in a good mood until he got to the apartment.

After transporting food to the fridge and eating until his belly was full, Yusuke was appropriately surfing the net.

The internet is handy to find out about society as a whole, but it's not really good enough to find out where the shelter is in the neighborhood or where the survivors are.

I also looked for the town site, but I can't connect if the server is dropping.

The City Hall page is connected, but the update stopped a while ago. Nothing was written about zombies.

"I can't grab it."

Yusuke closes the tab.

"I should have taken it on the radio too...... No, no, no, no. What about disaster radio?"

It should be alive because it's a communications network for disasters, but it never sounds like a siren or broadcast. I don't care if something happens.

"Do you want to see City Hall later?"

The server is still there. Perhaps the equipment is alive.

To change my mood, I'm going to open a bookmark porn site.

But it was almost wiped out. I guess I can't maintain a porn site server or anything like that in a crisis of global collapse.

Yusuke nodded,

"Something... unexpectedly, you realized the benefits of society... A little shocked."

Sigh and turn off the PC.

"Do you want to play games too..."

Yusuke stopped moving as he tried to raise his hips. The gaze turned toward the room next to the three houses, Kurose.