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

Curry~Curry~

Kato Megumi also sat down, stroking her skirt. Sawamura's mother said that she left all the things to them and they could use them as they pleased, but they should not touch the valuable things, such as those kimonos that looked very expensive.

When I was helping to sort out, it seemed that Aunt Sayuri left everything here except for one item she said she bought when she got married. She was not wearing her usual clothes, but a mountaineering outfit that was convenient for activities. However, it took her a long time to find the mountaineering outfit. It was something that was at the bottom of the box and she probably didn't wear it very often.

As for the rest of the clothes, one of them didn't fit and the other didn't want to wear them.

So now I am still wearing school uniforms. Since I don’t go out, they are not easily dirty and do not need to be washed frequently.

Kato Megumi scooped up a spoonful of curry rice and put it into her mouth. The beef in the can was so soft that it fell apart with a single sip. After being stewed in curry for a long time, the flavor of the curry also seeped into the can, diluting its original seasoning.

If you have to say, the taste is no different from before. Not everyone has a magical tongue.

“It tastes like home.”

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Chapter 85: Three Options

"What are you doing?" Hachiman asked the man with a strange expression.

"No..., nothing." Uesugi Genshin finally pulled out the crowbar, bringing out an indescribable red and white object.

"!" Now even Hachiman's own expression looked a little strange.

Uesugi Genshin wiped the zombie's clothes with a crowbar and said in defense, "You used too much force."

The white jelly-like substance was rubbed onto the clothes. Ah, this person...

Hachiman looked around to make sure the street was clear, "There's nothing else to take, right?"

"Come back if necessary." It's very close anyway.

"Yes." Hayato Hayama also walked out of the store. The baseball bat in his hand was very beautiful. The arrangement of the nails conformed to geometric aesthetics, and was arranged in neat circles.

Completely different from the liberal arts guy, what Hachiman held in his hand looked more like some kind of crude torture device used to torture people.

After the three of them packed up and got in the car, Uesugi Genshin drove towards Sobu High School.

In order to avoid being stabbed, Hachiman placed the spiked baseball bat horizontally on the ground.

Ha..., the undried blood is stuck to the carpet of the car,...I don't think that guy will mind.

The Wrangler returned to the seaside avenue and passed by Sobu High School, but just passed by and continued driving forward without looking back.

Turn right at the first intersection in front. The road heading eastward inland is called Haibin Songfeng Road. Just by listening to the name, you can tell why this road is named like this.

The 6th chome on the left is entirely made up of single-family residential areas, stretching for more than a kilometer. After passing the LAWSON convenience store near the intersection on the right, the streets along the way are basically apartments that are at least five or six stories high. Because it is a residential area, most people were not at home when the zombie virus broke out, so there were very few zombies nearby.

As we drove further, we actually saw a shrine on the side of the road!

Right at the intersection ahead, next to the parking lot, it's called a shrine, but it's very plain. The shrine is casually placed next to the sidewalk, and the deity enshrined is Inari Daimyojin. How can you tell? Just because there are a few red flags with names I've never heard of. After all, there are a total of 8 million gods here.

Although it doesn't look presentable, it is still equipped with a red torii gate that is one meter high, like a toy model. There is also a mailbox-like money box next to the shrine. Will anyone really put money in it?

This road has three lanes, but some cars still use the outermost lane as a parking space, even though there are no parking spaces marked.

A green belt as wide as a car in the middle separates the lanes, and every few steps there is a tall... but not so tall pine tree.

The word "upright" is often used to describe pine trees, but these pine trees are basically the same as women with their buttocks raised, and you can see the curve of the "buttocks".

The road, which had not been mowed in a week, was also covered with brown pine needles, not just in the adjacent lanes but in the middle lane as well.

It was more than just one kilometer. After driving past 6-chome, I arrived at 5-chome, and it was still the same residential area as before.

After passing 5th chome, the surrounding area becomes a group of strange-shaped but pretty apartment buildings like Tetris, and next to it is a single dormitory, which is a single apartment.

Finally, we arrived at an intersection with a very wide view. It was not a cross. In order to be able to see the MARINPIA (Aeon) large shopping supermarket on the right by turning around, two roads were specially opened on the right, one for going in and one for going out. We could also clearly see the zombie groups on both roads, which were completely different from the ones in the front.

On a short road of less than 500 meters, there were at least fifty or sixty zombies wandering around meaninglessly. Their fancy clothes showed that they were here to shop. There were students, housewives, elderly people and children.

When the zombies nearby saw a noisy jeep passing by, they all looked over here with their ferocious white eyes and ran over the next second.

"This side is also very close." Hachiman looked at the figure outside the window who was chasing relentlessly. "The road is also safe. As long as we clear these zombies, everything in the supermarket will be ours."

"Then let's find a big truck first." Uesugi Genshin said while stroking the steering wheel in front.

Looking through the window at the simplified Chinese characters "tax free" on the MARINPIA building and the payment methods below: WeChat pay, Ali pay and their respective icons, he burst out laughing.

Is this to attract foreign tourists?

Finally we arrived at 1-chome, and this time our destination was a pinball arcade, also known as Pachinko.

However, the wide-open door, the lights and the horde of zombies inside, well, this is a devil's cave.

They parked the car on the side of the road first, and the three of them got out, dealt with a dozen zombies running from the surrounding area and the store, and then got back in the car.

"What are we doing here?" Hayato Hayama asked first, not knowing what was going on.

Just now, I got off the car and looked straight into the store from the door. There were so many zombies between the rows of game machines in the deep store that I could bump into one if I took two steps, and another if I took two steps back. However, compared with the past and usual times, this number was not considered "many", relatively speaking.

"We need currency to build an economic system," replied Uesugi Genshin.

"We do different jobs, but eat the same food, and there is no difference in treatment. This is a waste," Hachiman explained.

These days, no matter whether it is canned meat or canned seafood, everyone just picks what to eat. Judging from consumption, the amount of canned beef is obviously decreasing the fastest.

From now on, everyone will get a salary based on their contribution, with prices clearly marked. You can buy whatever you want, eat less to save money, or not eat to lose weight, it all depends on your personal idea.

"Do we really want to go in?" Hayato Hayama asked again after understanding the whole story.

He and the other two looked at the store solemnly, while Uesugi Genshin unfolded the paper map and took a look.

"This is the closest one. The other stores are a little further away and the roads are not easy to get to." His fingers moved back and forth among the crosses and exclamation marks, and finally stopped at another store after twists and turns.

Hachiman leaned forward and pointed to another store. "How about this one?"

"That side is too far away, and it's almost evening now." The sunlight was a little orange-red, shining through their car through the gaps between the buildings. It was a warm hue in the heart, but it was a pity that it was the end of the world.

Hayato Hayama couldn't help but ask, "Do we really need to use game coins as currency? If it is recorded on paper." That is to create another kind of credit paper currency that is commonly used internally.

"Only a heavy weight in the pocket can calm people's hearts." This is Hachiman's ultimate cunning in understanding people's hearts.

"I hope the organization is flatter and I don't want to add any more managers." This is how Uesugi Genshin spoke about power.

They all listed their reasons, and Hayato Hayama raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, I get it."

After Hachiman sat back in his seat, Uesugi Genshin raised three fingers to the back.

"Three methods: stealth, aggressiveness, and deception."

"Explain it." Hachiman spread out his palms, indicating that he wanted to explain.

"Attract the zombies near the door, deal with them first, then sneak in to find the location of the game coins at the front desk, and then quietly move them out." Plan A method, do not make any noise, otherwise there will be a sudden encounter.

"What if something unexpected happens?" Hayato Hayama shook his head.

"Or we can go straight in from the front, choose a safe position, clean them out, and then carry out the transportation work." Plan B is a positional war, a well-prepared assault. The combat aspect is at least easier than an encounter battle, but it is also more tiring.

"You think too highly of us." Hachiman is always cautious and modest.

The other side was full of confidence, "As long as we are not attacked from both sides, we are invincible."

Could it be that as soon as you enter the door, there are zombies everywhere? How is that possible?

Even if 99% of humans were extinct, in addition to the approximately 40% of the initial infected people, there would be another 40% to 50% of the subsequently infected zombies. It would be a 50-50 ratio, and the actual ratio would depend on the location.

The layout of pachinko is a dense and private space, with each adjacent game machine separated by only a piece of glass. However, everyone is releasing their suppressed desires alone in their own small space.

When someone nearby fainted or got into trouble, except for the staff, everyone else was basically "indifferent" and didn't even look at it. They didn't want to bother others, nor did they want to be bothered by others.

The bloody glass door open at the entrance of the pachinko shop and the red palm prints that should not have appeared on the floor that was frequently cleaned by the staff proved that people did not want to escape from the horrific scene here until the crisis broke out.

"what......"

Ignoring Hachiman's sigh, Uesugi Genshin continued: "Finally, find a back door or something to lure the zombies inside away, and then enter from the front door, it will be much easier." Plan C, this kind of store must have more than one door, but the person who acts as bait will have to work harder.

"Maybe the second or third one." Hayato Hayama nodded.

"Then who will be the bait?" Hachiman directly chose the third method. The first one depended on luck and uncertainty, the second one was too tiring and he didn't want to do it, and the third one was relatively easier because the person who served as bait only needed to lead them away instead of killing them all behind him. He could just go around a few circles to get rid of them and then come back.

"Let me do it." "Yeah, I'll do it after all."

Hayato Hayama and Genshin Uesugi spoke at the same time.

"I'm from the football club, so I can run a little faster."

"Well...something might happen to someone alone." This is exactly what Uesugi Genshin was worried about.

"You are the general and should stay in the center of the field. You shouldn't do the bait thing yourself." Hayato Hayama patted his shoulder.

"Then go ahead." Uesugi Genshin agreed. If he always took on dangerous tasks, his subordinates would never grow up. "Be careful."

The three of them got out of the car and walked around the building. As a result, they saw the side door of the game hall, which was at a 90° angle to the main entrance facing the street, right on the path between the two buildings.

When they arrived at the road behind the building, they found that this seemed to be the main entrance.

"..."

The door that we just opened on Seaside Matsukaze Street was the back door. The sign at the main entrance was posted with various anime characters. Uesugi Genshin only recognized Misaka Mikoto from "A Certain Magical Index" and Ayanami Rei from "EVA". He couldn't recognize the rest of the muscular men with different styles and the passionate characters from nowhere.

He asked why the game arcade store that occupied the entire first floor of the building looked so small, and it turned out that it was not the main entrance at all.

Chapter 86: Nighttime Swimming Pool

"Just find the truth you seek, and I'll find you right now. Thank you for finding this little new sprout, you whispered to me."

Finally, Yuigahama Yui finished singing. She shyly touched the bun made of her hair and asked, "How is it?"

"It's better than I imagined." Shizuka Hiratsuka clapped her hands and gave a thumbs up. It turned out that he had made the right decision to pull her over.

"Hehehe~" Yuigahama Yui laughed embarrassedly when she heard the praise.

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded and agreed, "Yuigahama-san is indeed very suitable to be the lead singer."

If you listen carefully, it is different from the accompaniment that someone originally designed, not to mention the style of the singer. It is completely another version of "Haru Mitsuki", the Yuigahama version.

However, it is up to the chef to decide how to perform the recipe entrusted to him. There is nothing to complain about. As music, it sounds good.

"Really? Yuki~" Yuigahama Yui happily hugged Yukinoshita Yukino's arm.

Although the other party was very troubled by this kind of intimacy that he had never seen before, "Wait, Yuigahama-san."

Their bodies were squeezed together. If it were a boy, he would immediately have beautiful fantasies in his mind and even think of a name for the child. But now, Yukinoshita Yukino just felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

"Looking like this, I'm really looking forward to seeing how Yang No will react when she hears this." Shizuka Hiratsuka became very interested.

The Johwa Patrolman, who had two pigtails tied into a braid, naively thought that this was just a simple surprise, "Ms. Yang No must be very happy."

"Thank you all for your hard work~" Isshiki Iroha distributed water to everyone present. From this afternoon on, she followed Accountant Yukinoshita as a clerk.

"Oh~, thank you." Shizuka Hiratsuka quickly took it, and the others also expressed their gratitude.

"I didn't expect that Uesugi-senpai would write a song for Yukinoshita-nee. What is the relationship between the two?"

"Same kind? Enemy? Evenly matched?" Yukinoshita Yukino carefully chose her words, trying to answer this question.

This made the schoolgirl very surprised, "Wow~"

"Speaking of which, where is my sister?" Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly remembered and asked Mr. Hiratsuka.

"She's drinking in her room, right? Oh~, we two have to go back quickly when it's late at night, otherwise it will arouse suspicion."

Hiding it from her sister? Yukinoshita Yukino felt a chill all over her body the next second.

She walked quietly to the door, opened it and looked left and right at the corridor.

Well, no one.

"......" She was being neurotic.

"Xiaoxue, what are you doing?" Yuigahama Yui asked with her head tilted. Her innocent look really increased the power of the attack on her heart.

"No, nothing." Yukinoshita Yukino lifted her hair as if to cover up and walked back calmly.

Just then, the door opened.

"!" Yukinoshita Yukino was startled and looked towards the door in panic.

"Second Miss, what's wrong with that expression?"

"Thanks to someone!"