The city was quiet.
Hardly any figures were found while heading east on the main road. And the appearance of a zombie.
Run the dump slowly, avoiding the sparsely abandoned car.
As we headed to City Hall, the late moon in the passenger seat was silent. Hold Lunch's body on his lap, he's not wearing his seat belt. Behind his seat, he sleeps Yu, who is twisted with a blanket.
City Hall was in a place like Central State, at the point where the river split into two strands. It is sandwiched between east and west in a river.
Even in Middle-state, it's a big neighborhood a few kilometers long. Several large and small bridges, connected to both sides of the shore.
From the west, Yusuke and the others boarded one of the bridges.
(I see...)
Yusuke was alone as he sighted approaching the end of the bridge.
The north side of Central State is a commercial block, lined with hotels, banks and buildings.
Opposite it, across a large road, a city hall was built. There is a park spread out in the back. Promenades and parking are well maintained and the surroundings are pretty spectacular.
Zombies don't try to get too close to the water because they can't swim. If you're here surrounded by rivers, you can also prevent zombies from breaking in. All you have to do is pay attention to the north of the city hall and the bridge between east and west.
I've visited here a few times before the pandemic, but when this happens, it's something I built in a good place. Hundreds of humans survived this terrain.
Before we crossed the bridge, there was a shadow. Two sentinel-like men, standing on the side of the road, waving at me. Both had iron pipes of about a meter.
The late moon next door faintly softens itself.
Yusuke checked his hips pistol with his gaze, then opened the driver's seat window slightly and slowed down.
In front of the men, slowly stop the dump.
The man in the hunting hat raised one hand and opened his mouth.
"Hey!"
"Hi."
Yusuke's short response and silence.
It was like we were wondering what to say to each other.
Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we've had a decent conversation outside of the late moon.
Yusuke regained his mind,
"Uh... City Hall people, huh?
"Oh, oh! You've been listening to the broadcast? You're safe."
"Thanks. The three of us, but can we rendezvous?
"I'm fine. I'll lead you underground. Follow me. Slow as you can."
Say, the man walks away. After that, Yusuke also progresses slowly. Looking at the side mirror, the other one was on the back of the car. No particularly suspicious movements.
Turning his gaze, there was a walking figure from the entrance to City Hall, behind the barricade. A pair of young men and women, with iron pipes in their hands, heading for the bridge. Instead of the two of us on the car's induction, they stand on the sentry.
I guess we decided beforehand what to do when the car arrived, as the guys didn't seem to have made contact either.
(This is pretty...)
Looks like a more orderly group than I expected.
A number of figures look down this way from the windows on the upper floor of the City Hall. There is variation in age and gender, and some seem anxious, and some are curious, looking at this one. Refugee.
Yusuke exhales slowly. From what I've seen, it looks like a whole bunch of people. The attitude of the first man to respond was also such an atmosphere that Yusuke was sincerely pleased with their safety.
Yusuke turned his gaze back and put his car in a slope into the dark underground parking lot.
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The supplies on Dump's carriage were ready for confiscation, but unexpectedly nothing was said. Rescue is coming in a few days, and I guess it's not a very persecuted situation.
Instead, he asked me to give him all the weapons. Apparently to maintain law and order in the government building.
Yusuke hesitated a little, but didn't seem to have a gap to hide and hold, and obeyed for a moment. Sometimes I treat Ryuji. I want to avoid useless trouble. Nothing. I have a spare gun, and if you pull out the bullet, it's less dangerous. It got lighter. When I gave it to him, he was a little over there. It seemed rather reassuring knowing that there was no bullet in it.
Luckily, there was a doctor among the refugees.
She was a young female doctor in her mid-twenties or so with a terrible bear under her eyes. I have loose wavy dark hair tied behind me, with flaky hair tips on my cheeks. She had a sleepy vibe, like at dawn all night.
Palpating Lung's belly,
"Was there vomiting?
Yusuke sweeps his neck to the side.
Within City Hall, the lights were on in one of those rooms, which had been renovated to the infirmary. Maybe even self-generated electricity. I can also hear the small refrigerator running.
Ryuji is put to sleep on a simple bed. I was a little frightened by the atmosphere of treatment and the deep moon held its hand nearby.
The woman doctor cuts her trousers with scissors, exposing the affected area and disinfecting the fine wounds on her swollen right leg. Then to the assistant-like woman who was nearby,
"A statute of thirty centimeters from the office. If not, you can have two similar things, long. Please."
The woman nods and disappears into the hallway.
The female doctor takes the bandage from one of the first aid kits on the desk and opens her mouth as she wraps it around the swollen affected area.
"I can't take Lentgen here, so I don't know if it's a fracture, but I'll fix it just in case and see how it goes"
Deep moon looks worried and watches how the procedure goes.
After the bandage was wrapped, the woman doctor looked up by the rumble,
"But your stomach is getting worse and worse?
Ryuji loosens his neck.
"Oh well. If it hurts, don't put up with it."
Nod small.
The woman doctor put a stethoscope on her chest,
"Shall we take a deep breath? Breathe in."
Slowly Lumpy's breasts swell.
"When you breathe, does it hurt?
Ryuji replies just a little.
"Yeah. Thanks. Don't cry. Good luck with that."
The woman doctor said gently.
An assistant woman came back with two thirty centimeter rules.
When the female doctor received it, she began disinfecting hot water with hot water from the stove. The water was cut off and cooled. After that, remove the affected area from both sides. Then with my assistant, I tie him up with a towel and secure his leg.
"Cool your legs for a while and rest in peace so they don't move. And let me know as soon as you have hematuria"
The late moon watching over the treatment, anxiously,
"Um... it's okay, is it?
"... As of now, I don't have to worry too much because I haven't had any dangerous symptoms. You should refrain from analgesics because your body isn't ready yet. Let me know if the pain gets worse."
"Yes, thank you"
The deep moon bows its head deeply, as relieved.
The woman doctor had a blurry view of the situation, but opened her mouth.
"... let's see if you two are hurt. Fujino-san is here. Takemura-san, follow your instructions."
That's what I said, take the late moon and disappear into the next room.
One of the men standing at the entrance tapped Yusuke's shoulder gently and leaned over him.
Go into the shadows as they say, take off your jacket and pants and show that you have no scars anywhere. I am wary of infection. When the man checked his body thoroughly, he gave out an OK.
After a while back by the bed, the late moons came back as well.
When the confirmation was finished as well, a man called Tamiya said.
"Doctor, can I go back to the process?
"Oh...... right. You're an evacuee card. Have it written here. Because I don't want to move her."
Copy that, sir.
It was an evacuee card similar to a residence permit that was brought to Yusuke some time later. Address, name, age, gender, presence or absence of illness, technical/qualification, car section owned, etc. It begins to be written in a single piece of paper for each household.
After Yusuke wrote his name to the delegate, he handed it to the late moon and made them write both names as well.
It's this messy situation, and if you're the person who accompanies you for a while, they treat you as the same household. The distribution of supplies, for example, is said to be given collectively to the group's representatives.
After being briefed on those detailed rules, he was guided to a room where he would sleep.
In hallways and halls along the way, the evacuees sat in chairs and benches, making a mockery of themselves. Because there is no heating, they are all worn thick. There are many women and old people. I guess the workers are assigned to the work.
Everyone's expression was bright because the rescue was close. He turns his curious gaze to Yusuke, whose streets run.
(You don't look very caught up...... Is it working)
While I was thinking blurry, I arrived at my destination.
Guided was a room that crossed the hallway upstairs and entered the Western Government Building. It's about the size of connecting two school classrooms, and the desks and partitions that appear to have been inside are in the corner. There was a name plate called the Urban Development Agency and the Housing Department. A stove is placed in the centre.
There were about five men and women in the room. He lays cardboard and sheets on the tile carpet floor, wraps them around a blanket, and sleeps in a thoughtful place. They all looked thinly dirty, exhausted, and never looked up.
The atmosphere is clearly different from that of the evacuees we saw on the way. Probably the people who have been newly evacuated after listening to the broadcast.
The man in the guide walks on the wall,
"Use this on that kid. I think fatigue is a lot different."
Lay a mattress for disaster stockpiles by the wall. Lying on top of it, the blanket formed a slightly calm shape.
Yusuke lowered the field bag he was wearing on his shoulder,
"Thanks for everything. It helps."
"No, I'm glad the kid's okay. If anything happens, call the guys outside. I get my rations every morning, do you need food now?
"No... more than that"
a short distance from the late moons,
"The other one, the child's body, is in the car. I want to build you a grave, okay?
The man's face was slightly frightened.
"... they bit you?
"No. I was hit by a human"
"Oh... really..."
The man darkens his expression,
"I have a child...... It's beautiful."
Shake your head,
"Even this morning, my grandfather was ill... Tomorrow, I'll be buried in the back park. Can I come with you then? Then I'll put my manpower around it."
"Please, help me."
"Ma, rescue is coming soon. Don't take it personally."
"Oh. Thanks"
When I finished the conversation and went back, Ryuji was already asleep. Drain health all the time while traveling. I guess it was the limit.
By its side, Deep Moon stares Lunch asleep. There are two plastic water bags given to me by a woman doctor. This will be used alternately to cool the affected area.
Yusuke lowered his hips to the side,
"Good for you. There's a doctor."
"Yeah......"
The deep moon nodded faintly.
I was worried about Luz's injury, but it doesn't look like this is happening right now.
"You're not asleep either. I'll take a look at this. Go to sleep first."
……
Pass the blanket to the late moon, take off your shitty jacket, and weave the blanket. Even though there is a stove, the large room is still cold.
As I leaned against the wall and lowered my back, the deep moon deposited my body on this knee. Round your body like a cat, and not long after what you say, you start to get a quiet sleep.
……
Put a blanket on its body silently, Yusuke blurts into his thoughts.
Rescue will be here in three days. How many human beings have survived the evacuation? How many safe places are there?
(I don't know what I'm going to do...)
As I rested my body, a little more people grew.
It was only in the morning that Yusuke and the others arrived at City Hall, but then over the course of the day, evacuees arrived one after the other. They're all gathered in this room, and the room, which was huge, is filled with evacuees one by one.
Every time there was a room in and out, the late moon woke up. I look up at this one from the blanket and when Yusuke finds out he hasn't changed his expression in particular, he goes back to sleep. After all that, I guess I'm also shallow to sleep.
I was at night as I took turns sleeping while I was nursing Lunch. In the dark corner of the room, Yusuke had dinner with handheld food as the LED lantern hung at the door became a slight light.
The number of people in the room had increased to about thirty. Most are in groups of two or three, not many single evacuees.
What stood out near the center of the room was a group of about ten people. Mainly middle-aged men of good stature, mixed with a few women. It also seems to hold lighting and food, only its surroundings are bright. I don't even lurk my voice, I'm exchanging words with Sakan. It was like a campground atmosphere.
The doorway illuminated by lanterns is stretched with paper. Along with the handwritten indoor diagram, precautions such as not to use anything other than a designated toilet, and to speak to the clerk if there is any request.
On the bench in the hallway, the men with the armbands were gently bickering. Seeing Yusuke out there, one of the guys asks me where he's going. When I answered the toilet, the man nodded, saying not to walk anywhere irrelevant because it was dangerous.
Two outposts stood in the crossing that caught my eye along the way.
Depending on what you see, it also looks like a gatekeeper to keep people from entering the West Office building.
Yusuke accidentally thought of it.
(... are you isolated?)
Think about it and accept new arrivals where they are stable. I don't know what kind of person will come. Possible infected people too. No wonder you're cautious.
Where we broadcast information on the rescue even in such circumstances, it should be called the disclosure of conscience. I have no choice but to have some incapacity.
Yusuke used the toilet as an excuse to stretch his legs a little. To conserve electricity, the fluorescent lights on the ceiling are mostly removed and lit pompous at about one in five percentages. Everywhere was dark except the hallway.
The private room of the toilet was equipped with an external tank so that the water could be refilled and washed with water. Much more ready.
The blackout was yesterday. I didn't even rush to deal with it, assuming that electricity and water would stop, I guess I was getting ready to go around.
It's something I've been feeling since about City Hall, but overall, it's handy. The man in command is competent.
After checking the other entrances and exits of the building, as well as the closed fire doors, we go back to the room.
Seeing Yusuke, Deep Moon gave him an openly relieved look.
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The next morning I felt the chills and Yusuke woke up.
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
"Yeah......?
Rub your eyes as you fall asleep.
The morning sun enters through the window, illuminating the evacuees sleeping in the miscellaneous fish. Yusuke was lying around in a blanket with that monosomy. Ryuji is also sleeping right next door.
The deep moon dived in with the cold air from the blanket gap. From behind the cold clothes of the late moon, the temperature comes to a twitch. They were out in the bathroom or something.
Deep Moon nods his face at Yusuke's collar and whispers in his ear.
"You can still sleep. I'm awake."
"I'm awake already... I'll be up in a little while"
"Yes."
Then the two of them will be silent.
In the same blanket, time flies quietly.
"Mr. Takemura."
"Hmm?"
"... thank you"
"What?
"... a lot"
Deep moon twinkles fine, cheeks against Yusuke's chest. It was a trick like a small animal.
As the sun rose, so did the refugees. Who goes to the bathroom, who starts talking to his neighbor by the stove, who hears the rationing time. The room is filled with clutter.
When I was thinking about getting up, accidentally, a man's voice sounded.
"Late moon!
I'll give you a face.
Approaching through the evacuees was a tall, brunette, high school boy or so.
"Ah-kun..."
The deep moon crumbles blindly.
"I'm glad you're safe! I found a name on the roster. I've been worried about you."
That's what he says and he approaches, but he looks at Yusuke and Deep Moon twirling in the same blanket and makes his face strong.
The boy stood up for a while like he was stuck in words, but eventually took his gaze off Yusuke,
"... Late Moon, I'd like to talk to you for a minute. Ready?"
"Ugh, yeah......"
Then I look up at this one like I want to.
"Go."
"... yeah"
Yusuke's words, and the late moon leaves the blanket.
The boy nodded to me, and the two went out into the hallway together. Drop that back off,
(Melancholy - I have a feeling...)
Sticking in the blanket, thinking as he looks at the sleeping lumps.
(Feels like a boyfriend. If so, you look stuffy...)
If my lover was twirling around in a blanket with another man, it wouldn't be calm in his heart. I hope it doesn't get tricky.
Would it have been enough?
Only one boy came back after a while. I bowed my head gently to Yusuke and said at the opening.
"Thank you so much for the late moon."
…… You're welcome. What happened to him?
To that word, the boy slowly gives his face.
The last words of gratitude were back-to-back, faceless expressions like Nobu's.
"From now on, I'll protect him. I won't bother you anymore."
"... oh yeah"
Besides, don't get involved in the late moon anymore.
To its obvious isolation, Yusuke narrowly distorts his mouth.
As the boy was annoyed by it,
"I appreciate you protecting the deep moon, but from now on, I will do it within me. Is there a problem?
"No, nothing. Are you his boyfriend or something?
The boy remained faceless,
"That's right. It's attached."
"Hmmm......"
Yusuke struck with no emotion,
"But are you going to take good care of me? The kid's hurt. You got enough food or something?
To the words, the boy seemed offended. faintly frowned,
"... you don't seem to understand"
"What?"
"It's Dr. Makura who's taking up the operation here. From me to my teacher, a lot of accommodation works."
If you ask, it was about that woman doctor. Within this city hall it is at the top and the doctor and the boy are said to be close.
"Until the rescue arrives, those newly evacuated are to be asked to stay at the Western Government Building. But if you say you're with me, you can get me into the government building. Even close to the infirmary, I can move the Ryuji. It's better than leaving it like this."
"... heh. That would be nice."
Somehow, I shift my gaze to sleeping Ryuji.
This room is densely populated and hard to heat. I was sure it wasn't a very good environment.
"And..."
In the boy's eyes, something bitter comes to mind.
"I said I appreciate it. Why aren't you here? I was close to him, too. Ryuji is hurt like this.... Whose fault is it?
…………
Yusuke is silent.
If Yusuke hadn't intervened in the first place, all three of them would have starved to death. Anyway, if I can blame you for the late moon, I don't have the muscle to say this to the man in front of me.
But Yusuke did not argue.
(... well... that's enough. If your body is going to take care of the kid...)
Yusuke exhaled small,
"... ok. I asked for the rest. Where can I take you?
As he stood up and tried to hold Lumpy up, the boy blocked him.
"I'll take Lunshi. Keep the roster process this way. You can use the rest of the blanket."
"... Thanksgiving"
When I saw it, a deep moon stood at the door. He doesn't seem to know what's going on, and he's watching over this one like he wandered off.
As Yusuke approached you, the boy threw an alert gaze. I wave back my hand if it's nothing.
Yusuke said toward the late moon, which must be at the entrance and looking up at this one.
"It's been bad. And then take care of him."
"Huh..."
The deep moon crumbles blindly.
"Bye."
Yusuke left the spot behind the late moon that stood up and the boy talking about something there.
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Burial began that morning.
Under a clear sky, a few of the men dig holes. There's no room for cremation, so it's burial in sheets. In one part of the park there were several other graves made of wooden sticks.
Meet the men in the grave moat, Yusuke moves his arms carelessly.
When it reaches a depth of about a meter and a half, the remains of the old man wrapped in sheets are carried in stretchers. There's no coffin either. He is held by a man who waited at the bottom of the hole and rests at the bottom of the hole. From above, soil is sprinkled.
A middle-aged woman and a young daughter, like the family of the dead, are watching the blur.
When the burial of the old man was over, beside it, he dug Yu's grave. When his arms become dull, he asks the other men to take turns and dig a little further down.
Yu's body wrapped in sheets was light and Yusuke rested on the bottom of the hole alone. Every time I soil it, I lose sight of it.
When it was all over, the same grave-moat men slapped their shoulders on the loose. It was a sympathetic and gentle gesture. After thanking him, Yusuke stayed alone on the spot.
Yusuke falls asleep in front of a lost grave.
If you think about it, you should have left Yu's burial to the late moon and that boy. Because I'm closer than I am to a short relationship.
But I really didn't feel like throwing this out.
(Are you in a dependency...)
Yusuke sighed,
"You didn't have any luck either..."
Hitting Yu's sleeping soil hard, Yusuke rose.
(Well... before the rescue comes, Toko needs to be released or something)
If Yusuke is gone, no one will visit one of those apartments. It's not sneaky to leave it in that place forever. It's a matter of mood, but you'd better let it go to the city.
Yusuke stretched his legs behind the park in an effort to see the point where he could leave the city unnoticed by City Hall humans.
At the end of the promenade, there was a small bridge where people were different. Securely blocked by barricades along the way. At the bridge, two men in pipe chairs were talking about something blurry. It must be surveillance of the bridge.
Yusuke thinks as he sweeps around the park.
(I wonder if I can make it at night.)
Depending on the security posture, sneaking out doesn't seem so difficult.
At that time, right next to me, a loud noise echoed.
Turning around, a woman was sitting on a bench in the shade of a tree.
I didn't know for a moment because I wasn't wearing a white coat, but I was only a woman doctor named Makura. There's a terrible neighborhood under my eyes. He had a long black skirt on a white shirt and a beige cardigan woven from the top. The wavy brunette is naturally flushed.
If it's just the way it looks, it's like a new Mandarin teacher that's popular with boys, but it has a very decadent atmosphere.
The woman doctor is holding a burning cigarette in her hand, keeping her mouth down and coughing. He seemed to notice Yusuke swinging back, but he turned his palm to this side and wanted it to wait for a while.
A little bit, things settled down.
The woman doctor faintly lowered her head,
"... excuse me, I did"
"Oh, no..."
Yusuke was confused by the sudden encounter.
Instead of adhering to Yusuke like that, the woman doctor was silently messing with the cigarette at hand, but she looked at this one all the time.
"Do you smoke?
Yusuke hated the words,
"No, I haven't been smoking lately."
"That's good. Tobacco isn't very good."
Then why did you try to suck it, but in Yusuke's gaze, Makura strapped his neck,
"I thought it would change my mood. Because a lot of people were smoking around. I thought you were okay... it's not very tasty."
"Well... I need to get used to it. It's not something you can enjoy."
If you're a doctor, you should use respectful language, but it's hard to do.
The pandemic has been waking up and living a lot of survival. Speaking words that are now socially aware had monkey mimicry.
Makura is pale,
"You don't have to force me to fix the words. This is the world. It seems to be your age."
"No, the top thing here... right? Dr. Makura."
"Who would do that?
"I don't know... to a guy in high school or something"
Makura whispered more than she could hear, crushing something.
"... I'm in charge of treating and counseling in the ambulance, not at the top, although I'm in the position of vice chairman with decorations. The chairman, Mr. Mizubashi, was taught in high school, and his age and experience are much better than mine."
"Everybody's asking you to judge," he said.
"That's not a very good thing."
"That's right."
Doctors should be allowed to focus on the doctor's work, and restraint on other things would be a waste of resources.
Makura opened her mouth so as to change the subject.
"Burial, I was watching. Thank you for your help."
Yusuke shook his head,
"I had my grave built over here, too. Thanks."
"... were you your brother?
"No. It's someone else's child... of the child I saw in the infirmary before, was it my brother or not... I don't know that either"
"Really..."
Silence strikes me.
Uncomfortable, Makura opened her mouth more or less as she thought it was time to walk away.
"I buried it here today with a grandfather named Shinozaki..."
Makura cuts her words, sleepy eyes, blurring and wandering her gaze.
"To be honest, the cause of death is unknown. I've been worried about a lot of things, but there's not a lot of equipment here either. Nothing to deal with...... I thought I'd at least be there just to bury you, but I didn't have the courage to look your family in the eye."
Every word spoken is like a cry.
I couldn't tell why I would talk like that to myself almost the first time I met her, and Yusuke kept her mouth shut.
You perceived the signs of that doubt, Makura bowed her head,
"Excuse me...... But about that boy. There are no dangerous signs. But I'm not sure. Even when Shinozaki, there were no precursors. I want you to keep your eyes open as long as you can."
"Oh...... I see"
Yusuke put his head on,
"But we've already broken up..."
"What happened?"
"That kid's sister... the boyfriend of the girl I was protecting came, so I joined him. My brother and I were talking about having it transferred to the government building."
Makura frowned and silenced.
Silent, still indulging in Yusuke's words.
Eventually, I nodded small.
"Okay. I'm responsible for that."
"Please."
"No."
Makura said as she stood up.
"It's time to go back. I'm sorry I held you back."
With a goodbye greeting, Makura walks away. Dropping off that back, Yusuke took a breather.
Quiet streets abound across the river. The sky was a blue sky with no clouds, with pleasant air.
"This is it... So you're free to go back?"
Make a big stretch.
Now we have no more clutter.
No matter how you move, you're free.
I wasn't anxious to keep the two of them with that boy. But the doctor Makura seems to be trustworthy. Yusuke felt a little easier.
As long as we can figure out where the living militia is, we don't even need to stick to the rescue helicopter. The goal of contact with a controlled population could be achieved.
There's an anxiety element about the zombies on the college campus, but the city hall seems to be consolidating its defenses, and even if it gets attacked, it'll hold up in about three days.
"When it's night, go back to the city once"
Yusuke returned to the city hall in an effort to ascertain the location of the security guard by then.