The next morning, when I showed my face in the conference room trying to eat, the late moon was stuck at the table.
They were in the middle of preparing breakfast, with dishes, chopsticks and hot drinks lined up on the table. The cans remain unopened.
"Hey, what's up?
I have no reaction to that word either.
Grabbing her shoulder and letting her face rise, the deep moon opened her thin eyes and stared at this one blurred. My forehead is sticking to my forehead with sweat. You look pale.
The deep moon, cheeks, and coughs,
"Sumi...... I don't. My head hurts..."
"... a fever? You got me mixed up."
With his tongue pounding, Yusuke thinks.
As far as the late moon was concerned, he seemed quite ill.
I don't have a particularly rushed job, and you should give it a rest for today.
"Wait a minute."
Once you leave the conference room, head to the back office.
Side by side with the younger brothers sleeping wrapped around a blanket, approaching the reception set. Step away from the central glass table and stick the two opposite couches together. I laid a blanket on it and made an impromptu bed.
When it's over, turn to your sleeping brothers,
"You guys get up!
"Huh!"
Ryuji jumped up and Yu woke up rubbing his eyes.
We're both sleeping together, and I'm gonna look up to Yusuke.
Whatever.
"You guys have a cold. I'll put you to bed on the couch here, so you need to see me today."
Throw it away and then turn it back to the conference room, carrying the deep moon. The unconscious late moon body was heavy. Carry it to the couch and also blanket it from the top. All you have to do is put him to sleep.
Nearby, two waking younger brothers look worried, staring at the soothing late-moon.
"... sister, are you okay?
"You have a cold. Sleep and you'll heal."
Answering the anxiously crushing Ryuji,
(No, wait...)
Yusuke thinks.
The late moon fell ill, probably because of last night. He was torn and losing strength, and he was half-naked in the dressing room for a while. I thought I caught a cold because of it.
There are other symptoms of falling down with fever, if you think about it.
Zombification.
……
Yusuke's brain raised a terribly unpleasant imagination.
(... am I a career?
Yusuke, once, has been bitten by a zombie and has fallen down with high fever.
Miraculously recovered afterwards, but if the virus remained in Yusuke's body at that time.
In sexual intercourse with Yusuke, the late moon could have been infected with the zombie virus.
(But did the virus have any symptoms of coughing...?
Reminds me of the information I gathered on the Internet.
It was only common to have a fever and fall, but there are no other symptoms defined.
Bleeding, swelling, paralysis, and various symptoms flooded the Internet. Dema and misunderstandings would also be quite mixed. Yusuke could not tell if the cough was accompanying the virus.
(It's just a cold...?
The imagination that you are a sterilizer and infecting others is not very pleasant. It's like having a time bomb in your body. Just because you think the virus is in your body, it's all over you.
But Yusuke is also aware that he is an irregular being.
Deep moon made such deep contact with itself. No matter what happens, no wonder.
(... if it develops, you'll die within twenty-four hours, sure)
It's also a big estimate, and you die as early as a few hours.
……
Staring at the bitter sleeping face of the deep moon, Yusuke said to his brothers beside him.
"You guys, that was none. Don't go into this room today. Play somewhere else."
The air conditioning in each room on the third floor is managed in bulk by one of the computers located in the monitoring room. Yusuke manipulated the screen looking at the employee's memoirs and heated the entire third floor.
When that's over, we'll go back to preparing breakfast.
Take the rice from the cooker that was already cooked into a tea bowl and fill the tupper with the excess. Yusuke stopped trying to take it straight to breakfast.
After getting a little lost, I go back to the front of the cooker.
Squeeze together from the rice bag on the floor, wash appropriately in the cauldron, add more water, and set to itch. I haven't taken the time to tame the water, but I wouldn't even make it that easy.
My brothers were worried about the late moon, it was also up in the sky at the breakfast table, but before dinner, they started eating indifferently. It didn't take long, though, to run out to the minute of the tupper.
Yusuke thinks as he looks at such a meal.
I was going to give the smoker I took from the home center and the material I brought from the library to the late moon to throw a round of smoking tests, but that late moon is down.
I could set myself up and let my brothers just fire, but I didn't really feel like it.
When the deep moon becomes a zombie, all sorts of assumptions flip.
(Are you sloppy today)
Yusuke decided to keep his mouth shut and feed his younger brothers as much as he wanted.
Enter the room with the basin in your hand and approach the deep moon where you are sleeping.
"I'll put the itch away, if you want to eat it"
To Yusuke's voice, the deep moon opens its eyes softly.
bowls placed at nearby tables and glasses of water with eyes,
"Excuse me......"
Cough up your cheeks.
"Um... Yours rice... can I ask you...?
"I already did. Turn this around."
It was the thermometer that stuck me in the mouth. The deep moon sweeps the tip in my mouth.
After a while, there will be an electronic sound. The thermometer indicated 38.4 °C.
(Subtle...)
I do have a fever, but I'm not crazy about a cold.
The definition of the heat of the zombie virus was not well defined on the net either. As things stand, Yusuke can't make a decision.
(For the time being, should I only record my temperature and symptoms? It will be the material when zombied)
The deep moon is already resting faintly.
Yusuke left softly.
Sit on the chair opposite the room and put your foot on the desk. Yusuke thinks with a single-edge of thought as he turns the pages of paperwork he leaves behind.
(If the deep moon zombies...... do you want to keep it in the apartment? The workforce goes back to shaking it out, but I guess I was alone originally)
I don't have any particular thoughts about my two brothers.
In children who have lost their sister and become unstable, they cannot even be expected as a workforce. I've been with you for a while, so I haven't had a passion, but that's all.
You can do enough to open the grocery floor on the ground floor, but that's all Yusuke can do. And then rescue comes first, or food runs out first? It will depend on your luck. I didn't intend to stay here and amulet my two children.
Yusuke sighed,
(When he dies, don't waste a lot...)
Everything we've gotten, strained and prepared for the human workforce is par.
The material I'm reading right now is an evacuation induction manual in the supermarket in the event of a power outage that will allow automatic doors to be opened by hand, or how to open shutters manually, or an emergency battery in the basement, and it says a lot of important information, but if the late moon dies, these will also be useless lengths. When I thought so, I didn't really get into reading either.
(Can't you see? I was the loose end)
It's the result of trying not to think about the possibility that I'm a carrier of the virus. I can't help thinking about it now.
But I have to watch out for injuries, too.
Even if Yusuke gets hurt badly and can't move, there's no one to help him. Even with clothing and shelter, it doesn't change that we don't benefit from civilization.
(I knew I had to find a clustered group. I need insurance when I need it)
Although Yusuke can live at will, anxiety such as illness and injury persists. If you have the survival of a doctor or health care professional, I want to know where it is.
I do have anxiety when dealing with humans, but this one runs anywhere in the city. In the meantime, I want to find a controlled community.
(hmm...... should we have moved aggressively to human protection from the start? But that wasn't the situation and I don't know... It's a lot of help.)
Though considered difficult, the gaze follows the letters.
The room was quiet. faintly sounding air conditioning, occasional deep moon cough, and the sound of Yusuke's paperwork turning.
Time flowed quietly in the troubled air.