A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

"What do you mean it's okay?" Hachiman looked at his friend angrily, "I never care about the other person. I only care about you!"

"Do you really want to do this in a way that would hurt yourself?"

How ironic it is to hear these words from you, Hachiman.

"Have you ever thought about what will happen once you do something like this? Even if you say it now, it will cause the fact to be revealed." You are cutting yourself off from others.

Hachiman never underestimates the malice from people. Gentle and correct people always find it difficult to survive because this world is neither gentle nor correct.

Once Hyun Shin really kills the infected person on the opposite side, everyone will label him a murderer.

"Wow, this person really killed a classmate."

"A murderer."

"Why hasn't this person died yet?"

He can imagine any terrible words, and even if he is proven to be right in the end, the atmosphere that has been created has already solidified. Everyone will refuse to believe the facts, disagree with the truth, and reject this person in their hearts. This cannot be changed, and the world cannot be changed.

"I'm not Arthas." Uesugi Genshin sighed self-deprecatingly, "We are friends, Hachiman, do you think I would care about insignificant people?"

They are all lonely people.

"It's different! It's different!" Their isolation is voluntary, not forced. This guy is changing the concept.

"Same." A frightening light flashed in Uesugi Genshin's eyes, and Hachiman looked back at him without avoiding the gaze, responding sharply.

"I did it for me, for us." The "us" here refers to the two of them.

"What I stopped was also for myself and us." They were friends.

"That's really unlike you." Uesugi Genshin sighed, "What made you become what you are now? My approach is the most correct one at the moment."

"We can't think of a good solution, but we let the situation continue to deteriorate and choose to put it aside. Is this the right approach?" Uesugi Genshin said to Hayama Hayato, crossing Hachiman.

"I..." Hayato Hayama struggled in pain. He sincerely hoped that everyone could be saved, everyone.

"This is the best solution, Hachiman, this is the best solution! Only I can do it, so I have to go." Uesugi Genshin roared at Hachiman ferociously, and his gloomy face changed at this moment like waves on the calm water.

You can't expect others to kill without hesitation. Even if they haven't woken up and turned into zombies, the law has defined the concept of self-defense and counterattack, and any proactive behavior is wrong.

His action was at most one more scene in his usual nightmares. The reason why dreams are just dreams is that they are forgotten as soon as you turn your head. There is no need to care about it because you have become accustomed to it.

"I know!" Hachiman did not shy away.

"Since you are ready, just do it." At this time, Yukinoshita Yukino came over.

"You!" Hikigaya Hachiman turned and looked at the cold Ice Queen.

"I have confirmed the zombies. Allowing them to wake up and wreak havoc will not be good for Sobu High School."

Yukinoshita Yukino is also a gentle person. Uesugi Genshin knew that she actually wanted to say everyone, but she still changed it to the name of Sobu High School.

"That's it." Uesugi Genshin said to Hachiman with a smile.

"I understand." Hachiman's attitude softened helplessly. He took a deep breath and said, "I'll go with you."

"There's no need for that..."

"I'm going too." Yukinoshita Yukino said the same thing.

"I want to follow too." Hayato Hayama also said the same thing.

You guys...

Chapter 9: Crisis resolved?

Uesugi Genshin walked towards the teaching building opposite, followed by Hikigaya Hachiman, Yukinoshita Yukino and Hayama Hayato. Before leaving, Hayama Hayato seriously instructed the students around him to seal the passage if anything happened.

Someone had already gone to inform the teacher, but they had already reached the teaching building.

"Yukinoshita, is it really a zombie?" Hayato Hayama confirmed with Yukinoshita Yukino as if nothing was wrong.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes." She stroked her hair and looked at the road ahead with disdain. "They twisted around on the ground meaninglessly, and when they saw people, they bared their fangs with a purpose, wanting to bite them. If we use the zombies in the movies to describe this humanoid species, it is indeed appropriate."

She had never played games, but she had watched movies and horror movies with her nasty sister.

Uesugi Genshin opened the door of the first classroom, which was the third grade classroom. It was empty with only a group of students lying on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Hachiman asked.

"Break their necks." Uesugi Genshin approached the first student. "It seems that they also rely on brains and nerves to move. If the central nervous system of the spine is damaged, their bodies should also be unable to move."

As he spoke, he placed his right hand on the student's neck and with his left hand lifted his wrist and pressed it against his pulse.

There is blood flowing and the pulse is very weak, but the body temperature is extremely low. It is no longer human body temperature and is almost the same as that of a cold corpse.

When I put my hand on his chest, at the position of the left heart, the heart was no longer beating. Zombies are really amazing.

After confirming that he was indeed not alive, Uesugi Genshin said to the people behind him: "It's confirmed, he is indeed dead."

"Is it really confirmed?" At this moment, Hayato Hayama was still trying to save something.

"Yes." Uesugi Genshin held his head with both hands and gave him the last mercy.

"Click." The crisp sound echoed in the silent classroom.

Hayato Hayama also stepped forward to confirm whether they were really alive. He wanted to prove that Uesugi Genshin was wrong, that the practice of self-sacrifice was wrong, and that his own approach was correct. This was what he had always insisted on.

"..."

"...Move aside, you are the last one." Uesugi Genshin gently pushed Hayama Hayato's stiff body, then broke the neck of the last student under his feet.

After that, the speed became much faster and the third graders finished it quickly. They had to race against time before they woke up.

Hayato Hayama remained silent all the way and followed because only in this way could he feel at ease.

The same goes for Hachiman. He couldn't bring himself to do it, so he felt guilty. He hated himself so much.

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at the seemingly ruthless man's every move, wondering what she was thinking. Today was probably the day her worldview collapsed, but it was also the beginning of her freedom.

After reaching the second grade classroom, Hachiman turned around to look at the special building, wondering how they were doing now. He saw that Hiratsuka-sensei and the others were standing opposite, looking at him.

Not taking any action is the greatest support for them, and this is the only way that students will think it is correct.

In Yukinoshita's class, the one lying on the ground was Mr. Nakamura, the mathematics teacher. Uesugi Genshin gave him the same treatment as his students.

Although Yukinoshita Yukino showed no expression throughout the whole process, she still felt a little sad in her heart.

There have been some changes in the first-grade classroom. Some students stood up tremblingly, tripped among the desks and chairs in the classroom, knocked over a pile of desks and chairs, and wandered around limping unconsciously.

Uesugi Genshin walked behind it and pressed its jaw with his right hand. The hands of the original zombies were very clean. If they were really infected, it was because of bites and the spread of body fluids. There was no danger from the nails alone.

"......Ah." Hayato Hayama sighed.

The teacher's room on the first floor is occupied by Mr. Tsurumi, who teaches the cooking class. He is a very nice person and does very well in the home economics class. He is already married. Hachiman, who only recognized this person, recounted the teacher's past.

Theoretically, all of this should have been resolved, but let's wait a little while and see what happens next.

When they returned from the corridor on the fourth floor, they attracted the attention of the students. It's not that everyone didn't know what they had done, but the presence of Hayato Hayama prevented them from saying much.

The students who were farther away looked up at them while lowering their heads to discuss something, while those who were nearby just looked away, in a deliberate manner that seemed a little fake.

"I'm going to find Mr. Hiratsuka." Hayato Hayama said, then walked downstairs.

"What should we do?" Just in case, Hachiman approached Uesugi Genshin and asked.

"How about letting me see your club room?"

The first time I came to the Service Club room, apart from the name of the Service Club outside the door, there was nothing to prove that this was a club. The room was basically empty because the tables that took up the most space had been moved away. This was originally an abandoned classroom used for storage.

In addition to a few cardboard boxes and a long foldable table, there were a pile of chairs in the corner and two chairs facing each other in the middle of the room.

The room was empty now. After all, after what had happened, it would be safer to gather together, so everyone gathered in the corridor.

Uesugi Genshin walked to the seat that originally belonged to Yukinoshita Yukino in the distance and sat down, while Hachiman sat on his own chair opposite. Yukinoshita Yukino frowned, looked at the occupied seat, and pulled a chair for herself. Because of what happened just now, she had changed her opinion of this man.

"I'm so tired~" Uesugi Genshin lay on the chair, his head tilted back, looking at the white ceiling.

"Indeed~" Hachiman also lay down on the chair, looking up at the sky, because of this guy's bravado.

"There's nothing for us to do next, right?" Hachiman is a recluse. He stays in his own space honestly, does not disturb others, and others do not disturb him. This is the peace of mind he is most familiar with.

"We can't rest yet."

"?" Hachiman was shocked. "What do you want to do with me now?"

He did not include Yukinoshita next to him. Strictly speaking, she was not one of them.

"Go ahead." He knew this guy well enough to ask him to bring him into this matter. After all, they were friends.

Uesugi Genshin didn't have time to keep the secret and said directly: "I saw the injured students."

Hachiman frowned and agreed, "I saw that, too."

"So we are not safe yet."

Hachiman agreed, "Well, sooner or later these people will become zombies too."

Uesugi Genshin made a calming gesture, "Don't worry, it's highly likely that we won't be the ones to lead the charge this time."

"What are the details?" It's totally unreliable.

"Hachiman, do you know how we can take control of Sobu High School?"

“!!!” Is this the topic?

"Goodbye." Hachiman stood up quickly and decisively without any hesitation.

"So you want to go home? How can you ensure your safety on the road?"

Hachiman paused, snorted thoughtfully, and then sat down heavily again.

"Then what do you think?"

"I......"

Thump thump thump thump ~

Uesugi Genshin's cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that the contact's name was Kasumigaoka Utaha.

He tapped the answer button with his finger and put the phone to his ear, "Sorry to answer the call."

"Hello." The voice of Kasumigaoka Utaha came first from the opposite side, with a hurried tone in her voice.

"I'm here."

"Makoto-kun, there's a mass fainting incident in my school." Kasumigaoka Utaha's unprecedented breath showed her inner nervousness.

She sat at the back of the class, hunched over to make a phone call, and occasionally looked up to observe what was going on in the class.

Normally, it might be food poisoning or something like that, but after people started fainting one after another, she immediately thought of the supernatural incident that Chengjun had mentioned on the phone yesterday.

The occurrence of abnormalities one after another was enough to arouse her vigilance.

When a student in her class fainted, she held out hope and didn't think it was worth disturbing because it was class time.

But those who fainted also included the teacher who was giving a lecture!

"Yeah, that's me too."

"The same goes for Cheng Jun!"

"Listen to me, Kasumigaoka, this is indeed not an ordinary accident. I have confirmed that they are zombies. Those who fainted are the original infected people. After the virus reproduces, they will eventually become zombies."

"Zombies?!" Kasumigaoka Utaha lowered her voice, but there was someone around her.

"Zombies!" Someone next to him shouted, and then the whole class fell silent. Everyone turned their eyes to the student at the back of the class who made the noise, and then they discovered the real source, Kasumigaoka Utaha, one of the two beauties at the private Fengzhiqi Academy.

Wearing a dark blue sailor suit and a matching pleated skirt, a white headband, and black tights that are different from those of other girls in the class, Kasumigaoka Utaha is undoubtedly a celebrity in the private Fengzhiqi Academy.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Genshin clearly heard that the noise from the phone had disappeared.

"No, nothing." Kasumigaoka Utaha said lightly.

With a "bang", a boy subconsciously dropped his unconscious classmate who he was supporting. The class's attention immediately shifted to him, but the boy pursed his lips and moved back.

The students in Kasumigaoka Utaha's class who had not fainted yet looked at each other, in disbelief, but all moved away from the fainted group. Ah, it would be more accurate to say that they saw someone moving away, so they moved too, and then everyone moved. It would not be an exaggeration to call it an avalanche caused by a snowflake.

The boys were not allowed to make any moves, but the few girls in the class who could still talk to Kasumigaoka Utaha all moved closer to her, hoping to hear something from her on the phone.

"Huh." Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed, "You..."

She saw the girl at the table putting her hands together with a begging gesture, and the other girls around her also followed suit, but this was not the time for gossip.