Only I Am Not Attacked In A World Overflowing With Zombies

By the time Yusuke reached the apartment, the sky had already darkened.

Hanging a sack of booze and knobs I saw in the store along the way, I go up the elevator and open the door to the Kurose room.

"... I'm home"

Turning on the lights, taking off his shoes and raising his face, he bumped into Kurose's gaze as he stared at this one.

"Huh..."

Stared straight at, Yusuke stiffens.

After a few seconds with Kochi, Kochi, Kochi, Kurose took his gaze off. Stare on the table and stop being microscopic. Those hands were tied to a chair, but sitting adultly without a rumble.

The stiffness dissolved, Yusuke exhaled and went up to the kitchen in a gentle motion.

"Scared..."

This was the first time Kurose had stared at me to the face. At very close range, I was able to follow my movements with my eyes. From other zombies, I've never been seen straight so far. He obviously recognized Yusuke.

"... what is it? If I was speaking up, the plants would get better, or something like that. It's like a brain in a vegetative state is called a name to resurrect...... Toko, Toko... Kurose..."

The voice becomes butt blush. Kurose shows no reaction whatsoever and stares at the table.

"... oh. Toko, I'll borrow a chair."

Of course I haven't heard back. Drag the chair to the veranda and place the bag of booze and knobs there. I took out the can beer and pulled the pull tabs while also spanking the railings.

It was chilly outside. It will get colder and colder from now on.

The sight seen from the veranda does not look very different from the previous routine because the darkness covers up and hides after the confusion. Street lights floating in the dark were illuminating the dim streets. I don't even see much of a zombie.

Of course, there are some things that are decidedly different from before.

The lights of the houses that were burying the city are now only about 20% left. The other parts were buried in darkness.

Most of the lighted houses would also simply mean that they remain switched on. Some of them may belong to survivors, but they cannot discern that. If we check directly around, we'll know, but then we find the survivors, and what the hell will they be?

I just found an isolated castle, and they just ask for food again. Just help if you help, Yusuke will become just a food hauler, and then you won't be able to move. That's a wish.

With his mouth on the chibi and can beer, Yusuke's ears, who had been pondering a lot, ripped off the night's stings and a strong braking sound arrived.

Seeing, a passenger car running down the boulevard nearly hit a forward accident car as it slipped its rear wheel. Don, with the collision sound, the glass breaks and scatters.

Zombies begin to gather, as they have sprung from the darkness around them. The family on board was completely besieged while they were bringing it with their seatbelts. Parent-like men and women are dragged out the door. A daughter as old as the late moon was bit in the arm and dragged down to the ground. Zombies flocking there.

I hear distant screams, but then it quieted down.

…………

Yusuke searched silently for a bag of knobs, took out the jerky and grabbed it.

The next morning I geared up as usual and headed to the police station I checked on the map. The handcuffs we use for Kurose and to get some kind of weapon. The place went before, right next to Nanbo Elementary School.

The police station was a gray three-story, square-topped building. There are many police cars parked in the parking lot. There was a barricade at the entrance, but it was half torn.

Some humans may have fled Nanbo Elementary School here, but from what I've seen from the entrance, there was no sign of it.

"Even the police station is quite normal."

It has the same vibe as City Hall. There are information boards such as the Regional Division, the Transportation Division and the Police Division, with counters at the contact points and waiting seats. I didn't see a zombie.

Yusuke clapped at the sight because he had a more picturesque image of the police station.

The first floor seemed to be dominated by civic correspondence, and looking for the office in the back, there was nothing dizzying about it. Turn on the cut, and go upstairs.

There was a Detective Division just up there, and a detention facility deep down. A meeting room is also provided.

"I had the impression that a detention center was underground."

The entrance was not locked. With pure curiosity, I glance inside. On one side of the aisle, there was a room of iron plaid about four tatami. Bedding is folded around the corner. Everywhere was deserted, but only in one room, there were people inside.

"Whew..."

The body of the man who was struck out of the head was collapsing in three or near an iron lattice. Splashed blood and brains are still polluting the tatami behind them. It was already dry and dark.

(You're not human... zombied inside)

Two of the three probably developed one and the rest were infected because they had marks of being twitched on their arms and legs.

The problem is, the people who shot these people to death.

(I should have brought some kind of weapon... you were at peace)

It was probably a police officer who shot the zombie to death, but there's no guarantee that he's still sane. They're deliberately shooting trapped zombies from the outside. There will be no resistance to the exercise of violence.

I'm also concerned that there were no zombies downstairs. For Yusuke, zombies are human detectors and tools of defense. In places without zombies, humans could have attacked them.

Until now, I've casually thought I should negotiate with people on food if I met them, but I wouldn't be able to say such a long time that I'm an abnormal opponent.

(Once you get it back out...?

As I was patrolling, I heard things coming from the stairs. He hides himself in the door and asks how he is.

From above, someone was coming down. The footsteps are irregular and unreliable. A policewoman appeared with blood smearing her uniform, shaking her body around.

"You're a zombie..."

Ugh, Yusuke exhales. From a distance alone, the distinction between zombies and humans is immediately made. Somehow I can see it in the atmosphere.

I guess the fact that the zombies have come down means there are no humans right around the corner.

Yusuke, wary, went up to the third floor.