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

The black colt was stamping its hooves in the corner, and the air from its nostrils was making a reverberation.

As she walked over, its dark eyes all stared at her and then fell silent.

She reached out her hand to touch its shiny fur, and it obediently pushed its head against her hand.

Same with Sabre...

"Hehe~"

Pulling the clothes tied around its neck and exerting a little force, it followed with the clacking of its limbs, tapping a minuet on the floor.

"What does it look like outside?" Throwing the tissue in her hand aside, Yumiko Miura sat on the table and turned to look at the store door.

"It'll be fine within a few minutes, but I can't shake off those guys above my head."

"Then what should we do?" As she said this, she turned around and looked at Uesugi Genshin again, only to see him holding a heavy rattan bow and pulling the string.

"Can you use it?" Miura Yumiko's eyes swept over the stretched latissimus dorsi, bypassed the strong posterior deltoid muscles, and hovered at the voluptuous biceps. She raised her eyebrows.

"I know a little."

"Can you shoot it down?"

"I'll try my best." He couldn't guarantee it. He had never used this kind of bow before. No one had learned the Ryuyabi horse riding technique in the Edo period, and this Japanese bow that was almost a person's height had never been used before.

The structure that is longer on top and shorter on the bottom wastes some energy, but it is very powerful at close range!

The last time I wielded the bow was when I drove out the Huns, and since then I haven't had any chance since.

The arrow that was taken out of the quiver and rotated had a tail groove. The feathers were also very beautiful and were treated with glue so that there would be no barbs that would hurt your hands.

Then he continued to help the horse put on the armor. The armor covered a large area, directly covering most of the horse's body. The weight lifted was not heavy, but it was not light either.

He has used all kinds of buckles. Usually, he can put on a piece of armor just by stretching out his hand.

In a short while, the graceful and agile horse was transformed into a new look, wearing a gorgeous and exquisite set of red and silver clothes, and even protecting each leg individually down to the knee and tarsal joint.

One can’t help but sigh: This is a war horse.

On the other hand, the armor over there is very backward, so no one wore it in the Warring States Period and afterwards. The large and wide arm armor called Weiban on the shoulders is even more redundant. It was originally used to protect against bows and arrows and cavalry attacks, but archery and duels in front of the battle were already unpopular at that time.

As it developed, it had the weight of European armor but did not have the same defensive power. It became a pure work of art. Just look at the woven floral stripes.

Even so, no matter how bad it was, it was still A. He first tied his shin guards and put on his handcuffs.

"Help me." He called for help from Yumiko Miura next to him.

"You still wear something like this?"

"know a little."

"Hobby? Cosplay?"

"There was one in the dojo before, so I passed through it. Please help me turn it around."

A kendo dojo? This guy has learned a lot.

Little by little, Yumiko Miura helped him put on his arm guards, armor, and helmet.

Uesugi Genshin was taking care of his hair, so there was no need for him to wear a helmet. What he needed was to be flexible and meticulous in smoothing the hair that might block his vision to the back of his head, and then tie it up again to reveal his smooth forehead.

Looking like a handsome samurai, Minamoto no Yoshitsune in "The Tale of the Heike" walked out of the book. It was probably in this manner that he helped his brother defeat the nobles of Heian-kyo and establish the rule of the samurai shogunate.

He completely ignored Miura Yumiko who suddenly looked dazed and Yuigahama Yui who was in a daze. If they knew what they were thinking, they would probably sneer at them. The reality is that the armor was designed according to the height of modern people.

Uesugi Genshin put on the remaining accessories, including the gun, sword, bow and arrow.

"You two can't be like this." He lowered his head to look at the entire white legs exposed from their calf socks. They were so tender that they would bleed if scratched. There was no safety at all.

Miura Yumiko looked down at her legs and realized the problem. "What should I do? My clothes and other things are all over there and I can't take them with me."

All the clothes they picked were left in the supermarket, so they are still wearing their school uniforms.

Uesugi Genshin looked around and then moved his gaze to the tapestry on the wall.

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"Turn a few more times." The female reporter instructed the driver, circling the building, looking at the zombies that were slowly gathering again from all directions, and sighed that she was smart and had thought of a way so soon. Now they would have to come out.

His eyes never left the spot and he never missed a single detail. The zombies in front of the store's main entrance were all crowded around the door. The cell phone thrown by the child made the zombies on this street consciously go there, and the distribution was very unreasonable.

The door suddenly opened.

“Hurry up!” She patted the photographer’s back so hard that he coughed.

After a few zombies at the door noticed the noise, they went into the store. And then, nothing happened, there was no more noise.

Just when the female reporter was wondering why he didn't come out again, the scene just now had become completely popular. Although the station's phone was bombarded with calls, it was completely OK as long as it was pretended to be a reality show. After all, the dead can't speak.

"I'm coming!"

What appears in the camera is a gorgeous knight and two girls entangled with him.

For safety, Uesugi Genshin asked Miura Yumiko to hold him in front with her legs wrapped around his waist. Yuigahama Yui sat behind him in the same posture with a bundle of katana on her back. He took down the tapestry on the wall and wrapped it around his lower waist, just covering their exposed skin.

Miura Yumiko's golden curly hair was pulled all in front of her right side, pressed down by the two men's bodies to prevent it from flying and interfering with Uesugi Genshin's sight. She rested her chin on his collarbone to maximize his field of vision without obstruction.

He rode out of the door, pulled the reins, turned the horse around, and trampled the corpses on the ground with its iron hooves, making the originally flat road surface uneven.

Yumiko Miura opened her eyes, which had been tightly closed due to nervousness and fear, blinked in surprise, and stared blankly at the entire red, blood-stained street behind her horse.

"..."

The people on horseback took action. Uesugi Genshin used the Jumonji gun to push away the approaching zombies and urged the horse to speed up.

The reins were used to the fullest in his hands, and he flexibly directed the horse to pass through the gaps among the zombies without having to stop when faced with a head-on collision.

The gun was waved in front of and beside the horse, eliminating any threatening presence one by one.

The twig scratched the zombie's neck, bringing it to the ground, and then stabbed the next one, poking it in the face, and was pushed to the ground with the help of horsepower.

The sharp blades continued to move forward without stopping, and the cavalry moved forward without hindrance, rushing through layer after layer of obstacles, leaving behind only the graceful figures of the mounted warriors.

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Eriri Sawamura used her elbow to nudge Kasumigaoka Utaha's body, but because of the height difference, her breast was hit.

The two of them had been lying side by side on the carpet watching TV closely since a while ago, but they weren't lying side by side like this.

"..." The originally provocative expression instantly calmed down and deepened. He was unexpectedly hit so hard.

"What are you doing?" Kasumigaoka Utaha's tone was not very good, and that was right...

"Ah~~" With a long sigh, Sawamura Eriri's slightly playful mood just now was completely suppressed. She lowered her head, and her twin ponytails hung down from both sides.

"Uesugi-san, all the girls you know are pretty." The heavy stabbing from the assassin.

"..."

This junior, what truth is he speaking?

Well......

Kasumigaoka Utaha's current mood is similar to Sawamura Eriri's, both are miserable.

Kato Megumi tilted her head and looked at the two people who were like salted fish spread out on the carpet with confusion.

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Hanamigawa, Hanamigawa District is named after the river that flows through it, and once again runs along this river.

Running back towards Tokyo Bay or Mihama District, with the ancient "tanks" leading the way, the densely populated streets were not so difficult to pass.

Even if there is no gap between the cars, the warhorse can still pass through. If there are zombies blocking the way, they will be stabbed down by Uesugi Genshin first.

Go forward! Go forward! Don't worry about anything, just keep going forward!

Uesugi Genshin, who was wearing armor, felt a little dazed. Last time he was on Harding and his horse was stepping on yellow sand, but now it was an asphalt road.

He ignored the two pendants on his body. Perhaps he could feel a slight sliding between the three bodies as they moved, but because of the armor, he couldn't feel any touch.

"Are we going back?"

"Ah."

"Isn't it dangerous?"

"I'll find a chance to put you down, you guys hide first."

Now he is more conspicuous, and the helicopter will follow him instead of staying there maliciously.

"What are you going to do?" Miura Yumiko said, as if worried.

"..."

He couldn't pull the bow hanging on the horse because of the two people on his back.

This is really the worst horse bow. You need to pay attention to this kind of thing when riding a horse, because the length of the bow makes it impossible to move smoothly on the horse, and the Parthian tactics become difficult to implement.

Controlling the horse's pace may cause the person on the horse to feel a little bumpy, but this is the most labor-saving method for the horse. If dozens of kilograms of weight are added again, in the case of serious overloading, it can be regarded as overwork.

He stretched his body forward again, with Miura Yumiko in front of him falling backward like a sloth. The cross-shaped gun in his hand, with the force of his arm, knocked down the zombie running towards him again.

"I feel a little nauseous..." Maybe because swaying back and forth was too uncomfortable, Miura Yumiko said this in his ear.

"......You, don't mess around!" He had to restrain his leisurely movements of holding the gun to the left and right. The caged hand of his right hand was around Miura Yumiko's lower back, fixing her so that she would no longer be affected by gravity. Even his left hand's thrusts with the gun became a little "weak".

"That..." When the syllable "sa" came out of Yuigahama Yui's mouth behind him, his heart skipped a beat again.

"I know. We'll be there soon." The Mihama Bridge is in front of us.

Chapter 60: Drawing the Bow and Controlling the String

The Mihama Bridge is the bridge at the mouth of the Hanami River, which is part of the coastal highway.

"We're here, come down quickly."

After finding a staircase leading down to the bridge tunnel, Uesugi Genshin found a safe space and reined in his horse.

"Let go, let go." Although he said this, the two people on his body showed no intention of letting go. If they let go, they would fall!

With a cautious posture, he directly tried to pry it open. The cross-shaped gun in his hand was loosened and fell to the ground, making a sound of metal hitting the ground.

First, he wrapped his arms around her waist, grabbing the stiff fabric of her calf socks. The girl's calf muscles were very soft, and as expected, they didn't look like they had been exercised.

"Ah! Wait!" Yuigahama Yui screamed, and her arms around her neck tightened.

"What are you waiting for?" He said casually, and put Yuigahama Yui's legs on both sides of the horse, and then pulled down the arms that were around him, "Sit tight."

As he said this, he bent his body forward, as if he wanted to press Miura Yumiko down on the horse, "Get your legs down."

"I understand." She obediently lowered her legs that were wrapped around his waist, and now she was completely lying on the horse, if you don't consider that there was someone on top of her.

"Wait, you!" Before Miura Yumiko could finish her words, Uesugi Genshin had already caused her to fall off the horse due to gravity, this time on purpose.

He slid down along the other side of the horse's body, pulling the saddle slightly with his hands, and his body slid down obediently. This time he was still lying underneath, but because of the armor, he was very safe.

"It hurts!" Yumiko Miura was startled the moment she fell.

"Get up, hurry up."

The two of them were lying on the ground. Uesugi Genshin grabbed her waist and moved her to the side. Then he stood up and carried Yuigahama Yui, who was swaying on the horse with a nervous look on her face, off the horse.

He threw the bundle of knives on her back to the ground, then used his arms to catch Yuigahama Yui who also stretched out her arms.

"It's so hard!" This was the most intuitive feeling Yuigahama Yui had when she hit the armor, her chest hurt.

Then he was pulled up by Uesugi Genshin. He ran over and stuck his head over the bridge to look down. He said to Miura Yumiko who also stood up: "You two should hide in the bridge hole first."

"I understand." Yumiko Miura took Yuigahama Yui's hand and ran down the stairs with an understanding look on her face.

Just in case, he took off his two knives and threw them down. It should be safe, but just in case.

Then he began to take off his armor, his sweat already soaking the lining. He looked up at a zombie running in front and approaching. He casually drew out the sword on his horse, swung it up, and killed it to the ground.

When he had stripped down to his upper body, he began to take off his horse armor, removing as much of the extra heavy parts as possible.

Looking at the dense group of corpses in the distance, Uesugi Genshin threw the armor in his hand to the ground. This was the last piece. He picked up the Jumonji spear on the ground and mounted the horse again naked.

"You're sweating too." He touched the wetness on the horse's body, tapped the horse's belly with his heel, and drove it onto the bridge.

There are also zombies on the other side of the bridge, and the zombies on both sides are about to merge together.

The horseshoes hit the bridge surface, and if you look closely, you can see the words "Yusaki, 4-month anniversary!! Let's stay together forever!" written on the bridge railing. Such a stupid couple's words.

He waved the cross-shaped spear in his hand, weighed the weight to see if it was appropriate, increased the speed, and the horse started to run.