Only I Am Not Attacked In A World Overflowing With Zombies

I even ate the candy balls that were in the desk, and the sugar and milk in the hot water room were gone, and the late moons were stuck in the deepest room on the floor.

Because the last food was mostly for his younger brothers, the late moon was hungry and powerless, and waking himself up was a hundred million robberies.

Even if my brother rocks me, the deep moon is hard to get up. With a blurred vision, he stares at Ryuji. Moving his gaze toward that pointing, he saw the man standing.

I almost screamed reflexively, but a man raised his hand and opened his mouth to control its tip.

It's not suspicious.

To that word, the late moon is a mouthful.

If you look closely, I didn't recognize the man's face. Someone else.

Dark-haired, uncharacteristic face with slightly tighter eyes. Now he has a strange look, like observing things.

The man put his shoulder bag on the floor and said, "Want some dinner? I said."

From then on, the situation changed so that it could be flushed.

I stopped worrying about food and only had time left.

That time disturbs the hearts of the deep moon in thousands.

The spirit of the late moon went free as he let the couch bring his body, blurring and looking at his younger brothers.

I don't know the reality of the fact that I'm comforting a man's for food.

The impatient sentiment that if he was abandoned now, he would surely starve to death caused him to treat the man's things with his hands and get food. But that never settled convincingly in the heart of the late moon.

(How could...)

When it was the first time, it was all over while I was desperate.

The second time, as if it had a membrane on my vision, I had no sense of reality.

I wonder why I'm doing this.

In the men's restroom, the late moon is driven by such thoughts, teasing the man's fingers at the stiff it. Though I said it myself......

The only way to get food is to do it. If you refuse, you'll be easily abandoned. I can see it with my eyes. The man is not too obsessed with the late moon. I didn't feel that way, like being chased around with a sticky gaze.

If it was a man's gaze, the deep moon felt everyday. A male gaze, sometimes felt from a junior boy or from a childhood friend. The late moon instinctively knew how to do so.

But, you know, the cold gaze, like considering the deep moon worthless...

If I were pressed with viscous eyes, like that skinny man, I wouldn't know what to starve to death, the deep moon might have refused. I would have escaped the instinctive fear of being attacked.

(That's...)

I've had a terribly cold deal.

What hurt me instead is the pride of the late moon.

But to survive with my brothers, I can't refuse.

There is no fear. What I do have is anger at the situation I have to take it.

The question arose unexpectedly.

(Really, is it dangerous out there?

The question spreads twitching from the corner of the thought.

(How did that guy get in and out so easily? You're saying it's dangerous, why can you bring so much food?

In the first place, there's something wrong with the atmosphere. All the people trapped in this office were tingling. Anxiety, despair, obstruction. I couldn't feel any of those signs coming from that guy.

Already, isn't the mob gone?

Don't you keep that quiet and talk to yourself like it's convenient?

The memories of that night of ordeal are already in vain.

('Cause it's crazy. I can't believe the zombies... the city is already calm... your father and mother are at home, waiting for us to return...? Call the people, worry...... let's go home......)

As I think, the eyes of the deep moon slowly open up.

(What the hell am I doing here...?

In the thought of looping around, only the thought grew larger.

Making sure Yusuke's elevator went down, Deep Moon returned to his room. Find the field bag you left behind and pick it up.

Pack the food you keep hidden in the lower section of the locker and hang it on your shoulder. I also held my own bag and looked back at my brothers. We're both already ready.

(It's okay... even that guy left so easily...)

"... well, let's go home"

Yu looks up anxiously to the words of the late moon.

"Can you go home now?

"Yeah. Mother, I'm waiting for you. I guess."

The late moon nods. My brothers smiled for the first time in a while.

Head to the elevator and let him get over the barricade with a hand.

I pressed the button down and stared at 1F, 2F, 3F and the hierarchical display coming up.

(It's okay... absolutely... it's okay...)

The door opens and the three of them ride.

Pressing the button at 1F, the door closed and the elevator began to descend. Feeling a unique floating sensation, the deep moon stares at the display of the elevator.

3F, 2F, 1F.

Gradually narrower horizons and darker surroundings. Already in the late moon, I can only see the numbers on the floor.

Why did I bring food?

If it's safe out there, you shouldn't need anything like this anymore. Go home, take a shower, have dinner, and that's supposed to be it.

What do I think is out there?

My breath gets rougher and rougher. The foaming sensation of my skin struck my whole body.

A mistake.

I am trying to make a fatal mistake.

I can still turn back now......

The deep moon was still praying, remembering the illusion of being dragged down to the bottom of Naruto.

(No... I'm sure you'll be fine... please...)

The door on the ground floor opened.

There's nothing there.

The backyard passage is just wide open.

Horrible, go outside.

There was no one there. It's deserted.

The deep moon exhaled with great relief and carried the bag back.

(See, that's right. It was crazy. I don't know about zombies...)

"Hey, what are you doing?

To the thrown voice, the deep moon turns frighteningly.

At the corner, Yusuke stood. Much like, I'm looking at this one. I came back to pick up my forgotten bag.

I've been found by people I shouldn't have found.

Take your brothers and rush away in the opposite direction.

"Where are you going! Oh, my God!

(There's no danger!

So suppressing his desire to yell, Late Moon said, "You're going home!" I only gave it back.

"Takun, Ma-kun, let's go home!

To that voice, which contains joy, my younger brothers follow me with a strange face, but with great adoration.

At the end of the backyard, open both open swing doors.

The deep moon froze.

There were three of them in the fruit corner just to watch.

Everyone is staring at this one.

The air I experienced that night.

Malicious gaze.

Predator's gaze.

I felt such a gaze pierce all over my body.

"Ah..."

The late moon lags behind.

A man who was between the front shelves slowly approached me.

"Uncle, …"

The deep moon snaps.

He was the first man to leave, an employee.

The scalp is half-eyed and the skull is revealed. My grey hair was hanging with my skin beside my ears. His eyes are vain, his chest stained red and black with dry blood.

I don't care what you think, he's dead.

Thoughts stopped completely.

"What are you doing!

Yusuke's yelling overlapped with a man attacking him.

Let him pull his leg, and the deep moon falls. The man blurred over it, stuck it in his luggage in the back, made a loud noise and rolled over.

Other zombies move out too.

As he raised his face to the feeling of being pulled away, little Yu (sawdust) was pulling the arms of the deep moon. With a crying face, he's desperately trying to take me to the elevator.

"What are you doing?" Get the fuck down!

Yusuke comes running. I hit a zombie who was about to hit Lunch and fall with me.

Deep moon tried to get up and went like his hips had fallen out. It's like being powerless, trying to roll over and crawling towards the elevator.

"You're not rambling!

From behind, I hear Yusuke's anger and fierce fighting noises.

The three finally got on the elevator about it.

The deep moon rises with its walls supported, trembling as it retreats. Look at Yusuke with the zombies.

"Ah... Takemura-san, hurry..."

"Close it now, Bokenas! Go, go, go!

Ryuji jumped and pressed the 3F button.

The door slowly begins to close.

In his narrower vision, Yusuke was struggling to hold down the zombies. Losing the pressure of the zombie that kills him, he is finally pushed down. The door closed so as to cut off that sight.

Elevator rising noise.

After the time I could feel it forever, the chin, and the elevator rang.

Leaving everything behind, the late moons reached the third floor.

My younger brothers pull out the late moon. The deep moon cursorily crossed the barricade and sat between the walls.

For a while, nobody opened their mouth. There is no way the elevator is moving. It stays on the third floor all the time.

It was almost an hour while I was stunned.

I don't want the elevator to be slight. That was never called down there.

"Brother, I'm shitting you"

Pompous, Yu snapped.

In that word, what was solidified dissolves. Behind the throat of the deep moon, something hard came up.

"Gu............"

I can't go home. Everybody dies.

I killed him.

"... ooh... ooh... gu..."

I knew it.

"Huh... Ugh..."

The late moon nodded and cried like a child.