Only I Am Not Attacked In A World Overflowing With Zombies

After Yusuke went to see how the fire was.

On the third floor of the supermarket, the late moons were preparing to leave in the dark.

Wake up your sleeping brothers and make them wear jumpers for cold protection. Put the battery-type lantern on the desk to illuminate and quickly collect what you need.

My two brothers' backpacks are packed with small portions of food, clothes, and bottles of water. Just in case something goes wrong, it's to raise the chance of survival a little bit.

They don't have to take cookers and other appliances because they have spares in the mountains. I can't hold onto too many appliances because I rely on generators in the first place. They also found photovoltaic equipment, but it didn't install well, and they're abandoned. Either way, I can't afford electricity.

Deep Moon bagged a variety of materials and his own notebooks, and put together a light knob of food in a plastic bag.

The bulkiest was clothing. Cold clothing and underwear for four people will be quite a bit to make it even colder from now on. For not getting into my brothers backpack, I pack it in my own bag. I will also use Yusuke's leftover field bag and add towels and washing equipment.

(Looks like getting ready for a trip)

Deep moon thinks so.

I do have anxiety about leaving the familiar office.

But more than that, there was also the expectation that we could get out of this blocked environment. Expectations for life in the mountains, too.

As Yusuke instructed me to find out how to farm, Deep Moon was attracted to its content.

I have never messed with earth, but I feel something boiling in my chest when it comes to producing and growing something.

That was hope.

The Late Moons are just living by the remnants of a broken civilization.

I feel that, with the soil, if I can live with what I raised myself as food, I can regain some of my personality.

I'm alive as a human being, and I feel like I can say so with my chest up.

(Plus... if you follow Takemura-san, anywhere, it seems like you can handle it.)

The deep moon smiled faintly.

It was a strange feeling of trust.

Drag the bag together to the hall.

The hall is illuminated by the dawn starlight and bright as it is glass walled around the penetration of the hallway.

At that time, it caught my eye that the number of floors in the elevator was moving. It's coming up here.

(Fire, was it nothing?

To return earlier than I thought, the late moon stopped my hand.

Put your stuff down and wait for the elevator to open.

Chin, the elevator arrived with the sound, and the door slowly opened.

"Huh..."

The late moon cleared up.

It was not Yusuke who emerged from the door.

He's a thin, dirty, slightly long, lean-shaped man like a vagrant.

Her chin has a surprising beard and her hair stretched out to her shoulders is greasy. The vegetable crumbs caught on my hair and were stuck. Clothes are still dirty on them and stained everywhere like dirt. A terrible foul odor leaked out into the hall.

He was some familiar man.

When the man looked at the deep moon, he opened his eyes only slightly.

Then he walked out of the elevator looking like a hundred million bucks, putting his hand on the door and trying to drag his foot.

As pushed by it, the deep moon takes a step back.

"Ah... of..."

As he leaks his confused voice, Deep Moon does his gaze on the man's right hand.

There was a dirty hammer there.

…………

The late moon is silent and slowly falls towards the office.

I think I saw this man somewhere.

But I can't really remember.

Keeping your voice down that's about to get a nod.

"Are you a survivor...? There is food. There are plenty of them, go ahead..."

From the bag, remove the plastic bag that holds the food together and place it on the floor. The deep moon quietly took a distance when he saw the man's eyes poured out there.

Seeing the man approach and give in to it, the deep moon returned the blemishes. Run to the office and close the door.

I need a barricade. I can't lock myself up here. The dressing room can close the keys, but I couldn't do more cage castles over there than my brothers are here.

So, the late moon thought of who the man was.

(... that's him...)

When I was caged in this supermarket, I stayed until the end, skinny man.

I've thrown a sticky gaze at the deep moon, trying to choke open the dressing room door in the middle of the night, that's the guy.

Why are you alive?

Where were you?

The deep moon was confused by its abrupt emergence, but first of all, it is not a friendly opponent.

"Takun, ma-kun! Go in the back!

Speak to the younger brothers who were in the office. The two look up as surprised, but as frightened by the late-moon sword curtain, they head to the back room with their backpacks.

(We need to protect...!

I pull to barricade the desk on my eyes, but I'm not even scared by the power of the deep moon. The same goes for nearby cabinets. While this is happening, when might that man come in? I'm just in a hurry, and I don't know how to behave.

The deep moon is a confusing head,

(Not this! What to do...... what to do......)

Weapons.

The water heating room is outside the aisle so knives should not be picked up. But there must have been an unused knife in the office that remained packaged. It's in a locked cabinet with other tools to keep my brothers from touching it.

I finally find the key as I open the desk drawer and stare into the slightest light of the lantern.

I glance at the door as I lock the cabinet with my trembling hands. No sign of coming in yet.

There were gas torches, cassette stoves, and blade bites inside. Take one of them, rip the packaging off and take the knife out.

That's when the office door opened.

A skinny man shows his face slowly. On its right hand, the hammer is gripped.

The man has been silent and staring at the late moon as worthy.

The deep moon exhaled a trembling breath, rising out of the cabinet and gripping the knife with both hands.

Surprisingly, ferociously motivated myself.

"Stay away from me."

…………

The man remains silent.

"If it's food, I'll give you everything. When you receive it, leave... where you were. We'll be gone from here tomorrow. After that, use it as you like."

When the man hears it, he doesn't look like he felt anything, he looks over the office silently.

(Pull)

The deep moon bites my lips off.

When I was attacked before, I was flirted with the situation and just trembled.

But not now.

Now I have hope, I have purpose. Reconstruction of life, life in the mountains for four. You'll be calm one day, for those days.

Fight it.

Seeing that the man had taken a step forward, the late moon turned to the cutting edge of the knife.

"... not a threat."

…………

The man stops.

He dropped his eyes on the hammer on his right hand, stroking it with his left hand as he glanced at it, and the man raised his face.

"Ah..."

Gohohoho, and cough.

"... ok"

Saying, slowly lower your hand with the hammer.

The deep moon waited for the man's words with the knife in place so as not to be alarmed.

"... so"

A man opens his mouth.

"... are the only two others there?

To that word, the deep moon waves unexpectedly. My brothers glanced at me anxiously from behind the office door.

"No! In the back..."

To the shock of something hitting my body, the late moon couldn't keep up the words. They threw the stationery on the desk. Among the pens and scissors scattered, a man was seen waving a hammer and thrusting.

Twist your body and run the knife quickly. I had the feeling of cleaving something, and at the same time, blunt pain ran on my flank.

"Kahu..."

He falls to the floor, nods and exhales in pain.

The deep moon took a distance from the man as he crawled, holding his flank by his hand. The transceiver that was hanging around his neck was off and rolling nearby.

I had a wet feeling in my right hand holding the knife. The lantern lights were also far away, I don't know for sure, but it seemed wet with blood.

Returning blood.

Seeing, the man held down his left arm and stared at this one in the dark. From its arms, a number of Shizukuishi are dripping. Because of the bleeding, the wound seemed pretty deep.

The man's eyes are open to anger. A congested eye was floating white in the darkness.

……

The man puts up a hammer and approaches him with a big crotch.

Deep Moon stood up holding his flank and shouted at his younger brothers in the back.

"Close the door! You can't come out!

Discard and twist down around the desk so you can get away from the room where your younger brothers are.

Sweat is floating on my forehead and the pain in my flank is getting even worse. I hear the hammer blurred around the abrasive. Deep Moon held his flank with his left hand, gripping the knife in his right hand hard.

There is fear.

But more anger dominated the deep moon.

(To someone like this......!

To such a despicable person, like attacking a weak opponent.

Is that what happens when you get hit?

Deep moon and man gaze as they twitch and make intercession.

"... can you hear me...? ……… that way… '

Suddenly, there was noise at the man's feet. It's the transceiver's reception. The man stops on his feet as surprised and drops his gaze.

The deep moon followed the gap and ran to the entrance.

(Takemura-san!

Yusuke is coming right downstairs.

Encouraged by the thought, he runs between desks with his feet that are about to come together. The next moment I approached the passage to the present, a severe pain ran on my calf. Relaxed and out of shape, he hit a cabinet that was nearby, trying to get bounced off and slammed to the floor.

"I... I..."

Wake yourself up on your back, holding down your aching shoulder.

If you look, there was a hammer rolling nearby. He was thrown on his leg.

With the fall now, the knife on my right hand has also gone somewhere

I felt signs right behind me, and shortly after I tried to turn around, I was kicked in the back. The air in your lungs is pushed out and the deep moon causes you to twist yourself into pain. My hands and feet atrophy in pain and my thoughts evaporate. I can't think of anything.

They grabbed my hair and dragged me up.

The beastly breath of a man coming from above on his face. A man's black silhouette, along with a rotten smell, covered the vision of the deep moon facing the ceiling.

"No... so...!

There are tears in remorse.

The right hand stretched to strip the man is grabbed and punched in the mouth. Distracted for a moment, the next thing I saw in the vision of the late moon was that silhouette of a man's golden hammer, shaken.

"Sister!

There was a shout of Yu. A small body thrusts in and hits the man's back. The man bows down, still gets himself up without falling, and turns to his brother. There was also a figure of Ryuji in the back. Scared but trying to help her sister's predicament, she jumps. The man shook it off with only his arm and shook the hammer.

"No!

The deep moon leads to the man's feet, but the movement doesn't stop. The murder weapon was wielded and blood danced.