Night.

I sat on the balcony wall, shaking a beer can in my hand. The cold wind blew the corners of my clothes.

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold if you wear so little?" a pair of hands reached out from behind and wrapped their arms around my neck. A wisp of fragrance wafted in.

Her body pressed against my back.

"It's silent. I whispered, "The city wasn't so quiet before. ”

Tsuiko didn't make a sound.

"Fukuoka wasn't so quiet. ”

"But it can't be helped. After all, the city is probably dead except for us. ”

I threw my head up and drank all my beer, throwing away the cans. It rolled down the sloped roof of the first floor.

"Oops!" Saya Takashiro cried out in pain, and the girl's angry voice said, "Who is throwing things on it!?"

I ignored these and said to myself, "Ahhh You know what? For the third time since the disaster, this is the third time I've really realized what kind of world we're in. ”

"The first time I went to elementary school to find my mom in Komuro. I pulled a can from a full case of beer and struggled to open it with one hand, "and then I realized that the world wasn't over." It also made me realize the reality of the world, not a script. That's when I really started to face the world. ”

...... The Script?End?

Tsuiko laughed.

"And then the second time. I raised my hand to bring the beer to my lips and took a big sip, "In the town under your dojo, the moment when the Sakai sisters shot together. ”

Her hand around my neck tightened.

"That day I saw the girl who had been forced to kill her mother crying bitterly. This reminds me more and more that the world we live in now does not allow me to have a trace of illusion or carelessness. Otherwise, maybe I'll be faced with that choice. That's when I started to review my every decision. ”

I took another big sip of beer.

"The third time was at the airport. I saw a small group whose social relations almost degenerated into a primitive slave society. Our team was put to the greatest test that day. Scattered in an unfamiliar environment, they fought separately. I took my free left hand in her hand, "When I found out that Kiriko had been shot, I almost thought I was going to lose a companion. I really panicked, but luckily I haven't lost my mind yet. ”

"That's your strength, isn't it? It is precisely because of this that Leigh did not lose her mother. Tsuiko whispered in my ear, "Also, call Auntie." ”

"When I bandaged Kiriko, I was always worried that any of you would get hurt or even ......," I paused, taking a sip of my beer, "but to my surprise, Saya Takashihiro, who was most likely to have an accident, took out a heavily armed adult on his own. ”

"For the fourth time, it's today. I brought the beer to my lips, only to find it empty, and sighed, "I used to have such an adjective when reading novels - dead city." And today I finally understand the meaning of this word. ”

I looked into the distance: "The night of the dead city is also a dead silence......"

Poison Island Tsuneko put her face on the boy's face, and the tenderness in her heart was about to overflow.

"Bang dang!"

The can in the boy's hand fell to the ground and rolled down the roof of the first floor.

Poison Island felt a sinking in her body.

"Drunk?" Akiko was speechless for a while, "You're drunk with only two cans?"

She laboriously dragged Orimuya off the balcony wall, and as soon as she reached the ground, Saya Takashiro pushed the door in.

"Hey, it's a second time! don't get too far into it!" the girl shouted angrily as she came in, brandishing a can, and then saw the situation.

Tsukiko Poison Island smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Saya." It's Ya thrown. ”

Saya Takashiro looked at the unconscious Orimu Ya and said stupidly: "Hmph, he should be glad that he was drunk!

"Just in time you're here. Tsunza pointed to someone on the ground, "Help carry him to the bed." ”

"What a guy who likes to make trouble for others!, why should I lift this guy......" said the girl with two ponytails.

Walking up, the girl sniffed and frowned: "Strange, it doesn't smell like alcohol." ”

Of course, he only drank two cans. ”

"......," Saya Takashiro looked at in disbelief.

Poison Island Tsuneko pointed to the balcony with her chin: "Look, the evidence is on the balcony." ”

Saya looked at it.

"It's really ......"

"Obviously, I only have such a small amount of alcohol, and I dragged a whole box over without any effort...... As a result, I only drank two cans, which is so sad!"

Saya bent down and reached for Orikiya.

The latter suddenly opened his eyes.

The girl was startled, and then she asked violently: "Hey, I said that you suddenly opened your eyes to scare people......" Before she finished speaking, she was pulled back by a force.

Poison Island Tsumiko pulled Saya Takashiro behind her, and the girl showed a cold expression that Saya had never seen before, and said coldly, "Who are you?!"

"Huh, what are you talking about? He's obviously a broken wood. Sayaki Takajo said.

"No, he's not. At least not yet. Poison Island said solemnly.

"It's a poison island. The man on the ground sat up slowly, and said in an unfamiliar tone, "Or rather, a powerful woman with whom he had an intimate relationship." What a sharp intuition. I noticed it immediately. ”

"Intimacy? He, aren't you Origi?" The amount of information in a short period of time was slightly larger, and the brain of Saya Takashiro was about to crash.

He stood up from his sitting state, his movements were slow, and in the perception of Poison Island Tsuneko, the threat brought by the person in front of him rose like a volcanic eruption with the action of standing up.

"It's been a long time...... he spread his arms, "when was the last time you came out......?" It seems that this guy was gas. He tilted his head in thought and smiled. The latter almost jumped.

...... Referring to the time when everyone in the town was inexplicably out of danger, Saya Takashihiro's heart moved.

"So it's not Ya who got drunk this time, but you made him unconscious?" said Poison Island Tsuneko coldly.

"No, he's a poor drinker. It was he himself who got drunk. ”

"How many times have you been out?" asked Tsuneko Poison Island.

"It's not much, plus this time it's only three times. He held out three fingers, "It's really thrilling for the first time." I almost didn't kill this body when I came out rashly......"

...... Was it the time in elementary school?

Saya Takashiro keenly grasps information and makes judgments.

"But the second time was much better. He stretched, his bones popping like fried beans, "By now, this body has begun to wake up...... It feels so good, it's like Meimei has slept well. ”

"You're awake...... What about then?" asked Poison Island Tsuruko, her voice trembling slightly, and her hand grabbing Saya almost caught in the latter's flesh. But the latter doesn't seem to care.

"Who are you talking about?" he thought for a moment with his head sideways, and suddenly said, "Oh, he." He's asleep now. ”

"Will he ever wake up?" asked Saya.

"Stop!" the man raised his hand to stop him, "Little girl, the friendly Q&A time is over!"

"It's rare to come out once, how can you waste a lot of time on this kind of thing that you ask me and answer!" he smiled, "Why don't you have a party!"

"What?"

"You're in luck. You can hide in such a place when disaster strikes!And no one comes to compete with you for a seat!" Russian agent team member C and Ito Makoto were chatting and laughing.

"Yes, I feel incredible, too. Ito Makoto smiled stiffly, "I don't know what the situation is like outside? Have you ever met Zhengfu's rescue force?"

"There's a rescue force out there!" Team member C waved his hand, "We've come all the way, and you're the first living person we've encountered." ”

Makoto Ito looked moved.

"So you're very lucky! In a country as densely populated as Japan, to survive such a catastrophe is a graphic novel. ”

"Exaggerated, exaggerated. It's not like a manga......," Ito said embarrassedly, "a few of them are, like superheroes in manga." ”

"Hahaha! Is that so?" C rubbed his head and laughed, "I think my image is quite close to Iron Man! Well, it's the little Robert Donnie who plays Iron Man! I used to say I looked like him!"

Yevgeny looked away from the two men who seemed to be talking happily. For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with this boy.

"I'm nervous. He said to himself, but he still called the vice-captain who was smoking, "Igor!"

"What's wrong?" said Deputy Captain Gore with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I think there's something wrong with this boy. Yevgeny frowned and said, "What do you see?"

"I told Alyosha and Wisky to search more carefully. Yegor looked at the boy not far away, "It's always right to be careful." ”

"You're right, there's nothing wrong with being careful. Yevgeny nodded, his brow furrowed.

Gore walked back and whispered in the ears of B and D, who snuffed out their cigarette butts and walked deeper into the small supermarket.

Here Yevgeny coughed, and then quietly made a code.

C understood and began to ramble: "By the way, I have always been interested in your high school life in Japan. Because I saw a lot of Japanese high school students on TV, they could do anything. ”

"You're watching anime!" Ito Makoto was speechless, "Japanese high school students are just ordinary students, where can there be that kind of superman-like guy!"

"Eh, is that so? But Ito-kun is still very interested, so Ito-kun will tell me about it. ”

......

Team members B and D carefully searched the small supermarket with their weapons in hand.

Just now, it was mainly to confirm whether there were zombies or other living people, so I just made a general survey. However, since the vice-captain has instructions, the two of them will have to be much more careful this time.

The small cabinets under the shelves were gently opened and closed, and the stacks of cardboard boxes were searched.

There is only one break room left for employees.

The two walked in and began to inspect the blind spots that had not been carefully searched during the previous survey.

Wardrobe.

No problem.

desk

No problem.

Then the two set their sights on one last item.

Bed.

There was nothing on the bed except a bedding, of course. B lifts the futon sheet, and D carefully flips open the bedboard.

The moment the bed board was lifted, B aimed the muzzle of the gun inside. But—

There is nothing suspicious. There were a lot of miscellaneous items piled up inside, such as two glass jars, a pile of books, and a few dirty clothes.

"I remember that many countries in Asia are quite fond of making medicinal wines. D said, "It's a jar like this, and then it's soaked in white wine and filled with many precious herbs." ”

"I know that. Can aphrodisiac. B teased, "You must need that thing." ”

"Fart. I'm so strong, I never need to!" D scolded, he put away his gun, bent down to pick up a glass jar, "Maybe it's also a medicinal ......"

B's smile froze on his face.

The same goes for D.

In the glass jar he held in both hands, there was a furry thing sinking and floating inside. The thing was turned around by the current.

Revealing a dead face.