Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

Chapter 112 Eriri's Springtime Feelings

After hanging up the phone, Hachiman Hikigaya realized something.

That means he's gotten himself into big trouble!

Damn it!

If I had known, I would have just taken it; why did he spit it back?

Hachiman Hikigaya's current state of mind is far beyond mere regret.

If nothing unexpected happens, there should be three blood slaves roaming around in Chiba City right now.

Because Hachiman Hikigaya had only inhaled the scents of three people in the past few days, and all of them were like this, he was afraid of causing problems by inhaling too much, so he vomited some back.

"No, I have to find them."

Hachiman Hikigaya gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't know why I'd been having this strange feeling lately that was guiding me in the right direction."

Moreover, the directions are becoming increasingly diverse.

It now appears that this was his master's perception of his blood slaves.

But what do we do after we find it?

Hachiman Hikigaya was conflicted: should he handle it himself using the "953" method or call the police?

If he were to handle the situation himself, he would have to kill someone himself. If he were caught red-handed in Japan's current harmonious society, Hachiman Hikigaya would be in for a rough time.

But if we call the police and let them handle it...

How can I prevent the police from finding me, the person who reported the incident?

Hachiman Hikigaya fell into deep thought.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of Chiba City, Eriri Sawamura and Saki Kawasaki walked side by side on their way home. The last rays of the setting sun cast long shadows on them.

Eriri carried her bag in both hands, her steps were a little slow, and there was a hint of helplessness on her face.

“Saki, you don’t really need to follow me like this. I can take care of myself.”

"You could also participate in your own club activities."

On the way home, Eriri Sawamura finally couldn't help but speak up.

These past few days, ever since Kawasaki Saki came to her side, she has followed her every day, whether she goes to the toilet or to the art classroom.

Basically, you can say that you never leave it behind, 24 hours a day.

The two of them now live and eat together. Although they didn't share a room with Eriri Sawamura when they were at the Sawamura's house, they were just next to each other.

Eriri, frankly speaking, was only a few weeks pregnant, and her belly hadn't even started to show any signs of pregnancy yet. She felt that everything was normal and she didn't need any care at all.

"No, since I have already promised Ms. Sayuri Sawamura and Ms. Haruno Yukinoshita, I must take responsibility and take good care of you."

Saki Kawasaki shook her head and continued, "Besides, I've never been involved in any clubs."

Kawasaki Saki had previously joined a club to work, but it was just a book club that she could attend or not, and she was a ghost member who never participated in any activities.

Eriri sighed and pouted, "Okay, okay."

She lowered her head and kicked a small pebble by the roadside, her tone tinged with resentment.

Having spent the last few days with Kawasaki Saki, Eriri has gotten to know her quite well. She discovers that although Saki appears cold on the surface, she is actually quite easy to talk to.

So, the question that had been weighing on her mind for several days finally came to the fore.

She slowed her pace, moved closer to Saki, lowered her voice, and asked hesitantly, "Um... Saki, you said, um... can a pregnant woman... do that?"

She was too embarrassed to say it directly, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she made a gesture with her hands in front of her, but her eyes secretly glanced at Saki's reaction.

Circles? Fingers moving in and out?

what does this mean?

Kawasaki Saki paused for a moment, not understanding Eriri's meaning at first. She blinked, stared at Eriri's gesture for a few seconds, and then her mind suddenly went blank, her cheeks instantly turning as red as a ripe apple.

She stammered, "What...what did you say?! How would I know! I've never been pregnant!"

She waved her hand hastily, as if she had been burned, her voice filled with panic.

Eriri bit her lip, a hint of grievance on her face, and muttered to herself, "I was just asking... Ye Hai hasn't come to see me these past two days, probably because of this... we can't... you know. I miss him a little."

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, carrying a hint of coquetry.

During the past month in the other world, she and Ye Hai were practically inseparable every day, and that intimate close contact had long become a part of her life.

Now that things have suddenly turned cold, she feels empty inside, and even longs to be close to Ye Hai again.

Kawasaki Saki glared at her, her blush still fresh, but her tone turned serious: "Eri, don't you dare do anything reckless! Pregnant women should avoid these things. What if you hurt the baby?!"

She paused, then softened her voice as if realizing her tone had been too harsh: "You're only a few weeks pregnant, your body is still very fragile... Never mind, I'll check for you..."

"Look, the doctor on the encyclopedia said that we need to be extra careful during the first three months."

"In early pregnancy, the placenta is unstable, and having sex can easily lead to miscarriage."

You must control yourself.

Saki Kawasaki held up her phone screen, pointed at Eriri, and said.

Upon hearing this, Eriri covered her stomach with a pained expression and muttered, "But I don't feel any difference at all... my stomach isn't bulging at all."

She looked down at her lower abdomen, which remained flat and unchanged, and couldn't help but sigh, "Okay, okay, whatever you say. But, Saki, do you think Ye Hai doesn't come to see me because he finds it inconvenient for me like this?"

Kawasaki Saki shook her head helplessly: "You're overthinking it. He's your husband, he's probably busy with something else. Just focus on your pregnancy and stop having all this fuss."

As she spoke, she gently nudged Eriri's shoulder, urging her to keep walking.

That's what she said, but who knows what Kawasaki Saki really thought?

Saki Kawasaki still vividly remembers what happened that day.

"Omitted"

Eriri playfully stuck out her tongue: "Fine, I won't tell you then. Let's talk about you."

"I heard from my mother that your family has already received ten million yen in compensation, hasn't it?"

"Logically speaking, you shouldn't be short of money now, so why did you take this job?"

Kawasaki Saki shook her head when she heard this: "That was the 4.9 compensation for my brother, not for me."

When it comes to money, Saki Kawasaki is both very clear about it and very unclear about it.

She would never misappropriate her brother's money, but she had previously spent most of her earnings on her younger siblings.

You could say she's a completely selfless older sister.

"Moreover... before that, I had already made a promise with Ms. Yukinoshita Haruno."

"Since an agreement has been made, it must be kept."

After Kawasaki Saki finished speaking, she fell silent.

Actually, there was another reason she didn't mention, and that was Ye Hai.

Whether it was Ye Hai's coercion or the existence of the Main God Space, she had no choice but to find a way to get closer to Ye Hai.

but……

No matter how she thought about it, she felt she couldn't meet Ye Hai's requirements.

Should I learn how to pretend to be in love with someone?

Chapter 113 Pitiful, Weak, and Helpless

At the dining table, Eriri lay slumped over it, her hands limply outstretched at her sides, her cheeks pressed against the tabletop, her lips slightly pouting.

"Eri, why haven't I seen Umi come to see you lately?"

Sayuri Sawamura leaned back in her chair and asked Eriri across from her.

Since Saki Kawasaki arrived, she has taken the initiative to cook three meals a day for the Sawamura family.

Although Sayuri Sawamura initially told Saki Kawasaki that her job duties did not include cooking, and that she only needed to take care of Eriri.

But after noticing Kawasaki Saki's inner unease, he let it go.

Perhaps in Kawasaki Saki's eyes, it's too easy to earn one million yen a month just by spending every day with Eriri and not having to do anything at all.

This completely contradicts her belief that effort and reward should be proportional.

Upon hearing her mother's question, Eriri only let out a muffled "humph".

Her long, golden hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, with a few strands falling unruly onto her face. She impatiently blew them away, revealing her slightly melancholic, watery, blue-green eyes.

Kawasaki Saki quietly set out the chopsticks, glanced at Eriri, and her lips twitched.

Sawamura Sayuri put down her teacup, sighed softly, and a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes.

She knew her daughter too well—Eri's little thoughts were all written on her face, impossible to hide.

She coughed lightly, her tone gentle yet slightly teasing: "Eri, even though you're a girl, Kai is quite popular with girls too. Sometimes you have to be a little more proactive, right?"

“Xiao Hai has been busy with his own things lately, you can’t just wait for him to come to you.”

"Invite him to your home."

"Mommy will help you~"

Eriri suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide open, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

Her blush deepened, and she stammered, "Mom! What...what are you saying! I didn't..."

Before she could finish speaking, she buried her head again, hugged her head with both hands, and the tips of her ears turned bright red.

Sawamura Sayuri smiled and shook her head, then got up and walked over, gently patting Eriri's shoulder: "Alright, alright, stop lying there, you've smeared the table with your smears. Hurry up and call Kai, ask him to come over this weekend."

"I'll cook for you myself to help you catch Xiao Hai, so cheer up and don't be like a wilted flower all day long."

Eriri raised her head, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

She picked up her phone, swiped her finger across the screen as if she had finally made up her mind, and opened Ye Hai's chat window.

Ah, yes, that's right, she still chose to send a message.

That's how the younger generation is; they'd rather send a message than make a phone call.

Sawamura Sayuri looked at Eriri's slightly pointed ears and couldn't help but sigh softly.

She would never have let her daughter get married so early if she had no other choice.

At the very least, she should vet her daughter beforehand.

Instead of being as hasty as we are now.

But since things had come to this, he could only try to find a way to restrain Ye Hai himself.

If Eriri relies solely on herself, who knows how miserable her future might become.

Sawamura Sayuri could even picture Eriri hiding in her room, holding her child and crying.

……

Chiba City under the cover of night, neon lights flicker, and the streets are sparsely populated.

Guided by his bloodline connection, Hachiman Hikigaya quickly located the first blood slave—a young man loitering near the docks named Kenta Yamada, in his twenties, who was originally a food delivery driver.

Kenta Yamada was curled up in a dimly lit alley, his hands covering his head, groaning softly, as if tormented by his bloodthirsty instincts.

His skin was pale, and there were dried bloodstains at the corners of his mouth, indicating that he had lost control and sucked human blood.

Hachiman Hikigaya scouted the location beforehand and chose an old print shop on the outskirts of Chiba City.

The shop was dilapidated, with an old-fashioned fax machine on the counter. The owner was a middle-aged man with gray hair. There were no security cameras in the shop, and the corner was piled with messy papers.

He put on a baseball cap and an inconspicuous gray hoodie, walked into the store, and pretended to be an ordinary customer.