Daily life in Zongman

Looking at the silent girl, he apologized again earnestly: "I'm sorry."

"Fujiwara-kun, you don't have to mention this matter. If you don't mention it, you don't have to apologize, and you don't have to keep waiting for my response like this."

"But that's not right. If you do something wrong, you have to admit it."

"You're always so serious. I don't know what to say to you."

The girl sighed, stretched her legs slightly, and raised her head. "Then Fujiwara-kun, can you massage my thighs? I'll forgive you once I'm able to walk again."

"sure."

After readily agreeing, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, so that the girl's legs were in front of his chest, making it convenient and easy to massage.

I noticed that the girl quickly pushed the hem of her skirt down between her legs, and then she complained shyly, "Fujiwara-kun, you need to be more careful."

"Feel sorry."

"Fujiwara-kun's apology today was a bit cheap."

“Because I did see it.”

"Eh……"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then: "Hey!"

"So, sorry."

The girl didn't say anything else, but just lowered her head. At this moment, she really wanted to untie her ponytail and let her long hair fall loose to cover herself.

Without waiting for a response, he thought about starting the massage and placed his hands on the girl's legs and began to press and knead them.

"Ah" There was a slight and short exclamation, and then the girl could be felt quickly closing her lips.

He relaxed some of his strength and continued to massage the girl's still numb legs, trying to help her recover as soon as possible and no longer feel pain.

During this time, the girl could be heard pursing her lips and making short nasal sounds: "Hmm~Hmm~"

After the short nasal sounds disappeared, the only sounds left in the bedroom were the breathing of the two people.

The sunlight outside the window became brighter, people gradually left the dormitory building, and faint sounds of conversation appeared on the campus.

Futaba Rio came to the balcony and glanced at the room next door where the curtains were still closed, confirming that Fujiwara Haru should still be in the room.

She returned to the bedroom, picked up the book, sat not far from the door, and flipped through it calmly.

Although there are many opportunities, the smart Futaba knows very well that she does not have to wait for opportunities to appear, but can create opportunities.

For example now.

After waking up today, she kept waiting for the sound of the door opening next door, ready to wait for the stupid Fujiwara to wake up, leave the dormitory building together, and have breakfast together.

The high-end dormitory building has excellent soundproofing. Unless there are loud noises like knocking on the wall or closing doors, it is difficult to hear the noise from next door. Futaba couldn't hear the sound of him washing up in the morning, and didn't know whether Fujiwara next door had woken up yet, so she chose this stupid method and waited for the door to open.

When I heard the door open, I opened the door and left, creating the opportunity for them to leave the dormitory building together to have breakfast.

Simple, but effective.

Futaba Rio was quietly flipping through the book, waiting for that opportunity.

The clock ticked until the minute hand reached the 6 position.

In bedroom 602, the girl's toes, wrapped in short white silk stockings, curled up for a moment, then loosened and gently rotated her ankles.

"Fujiwara-kun, it's okay now. It doesn't hurt at all."

He stopped massaging, picked up the girl's brown leather shoes from the ground, held one of her feet, and wanted to help her put them on.

The moment the girl's white silk feet were held, she subconsciously curled back and the feet disappeared. When she was about to put down her shoes, she found that the girl gently stretched her legs and placed the white silk feet in front of her eyes.

I looked up and saw the girl looking at the clock on the wall, softly saying something unrelated: "It's half past eight. I need to go eat breakfast as soon as possible."

I grasped the foot before me, and this time it didn't curl back. I measured it, and it was a size smaller than my palm, a perfect size for me to hold. This was also because my palms were relatively large; after all, at 5'8", my palms couldn't be too small.

While gesturing, I would knead the delicate feet in my palm. This was simply because I wanted to touch them, and I took action because I had this idea.

Some people just do whatever they want and do whatever feels comfortable.

"Yah~"

When being kneaded, the girl cried out, but still did not pull back her white silk feet, but let them be ravaged.

I didn't smell any sour or odor when I was playing with it, and there was no other strange smell. It was still the light and subtle fragrance I smelled when I was taking a nap, which felt quite good. The feel was also great, with no wrinkles, and it was mostly smooth. The soles of the feet were slightly fleshy, the soles of the feet were slightly sunken, and the feet were small and perfect overall.

After having fun, he picked up the girl's small leather shoes and helped her put them on. After both feet were in the shoe boxes, he stood up, patted his butt, and thought about what to eat for breakfast later.

"Fujiwara-kun, that's a bit too much."

"Have it?"

"Yes, that's not a place where girls can just let others play with them."

The girl said this subconsciously, but she didn't realize that this sentence revealed her feelings.

However, perhaps after the girl's "hidden confession" incident in the early morning, she no longer cares about whether to hide her feelings.

"sorry."

"Ah...it's really..."

The girl muttered, then looked at the person in front of her and responded three times seriously: "I forgive you, I forgive you, I forgive you."

"Hey, three times, does that include the two apologies for suddenly disappearing and seeing Panty just now?"

"Maybe~ Who knows~"

The girl returned to her usual state, neither shy nor angry, but responded calmly: "It's time to go to breakfast~ Let's go together~"

"Kato is so nice~"

After sighing, he walked to the balcony and opened the curtains. The sunlight outside the window shone into the house, making the dark room brighter.

Speaking of which, Fujiwara Haru hadn't washed yet, but at his current state, he wouldn't be dirty anymore, so he didn't need to wash. The girl must have washed, as she had gotten up early to help with the cooking in the cafeteria when she noticed the crimson meteor flying into the sky.

As per his habit, Fujiwara Haru simply washed up, then opened the door and prepared to take the girl to have breakfast.

Not long after the door was opened, the door next door also opened, Futaba walked out, and Busujima happened to be coming up the stairs.

Looking at them: "Good morning, Futaba, Busujima."

Futaba Rio glanced at Busujima Saeko across from her, expressionless, and responded, "Good morning, idiot Fujiwara."

Saeko Busujima smiled and said, "Good morning, Fujiwara-kun. I didn't see you in the hall, so I came up to check on you."

He nodded in response to Busujima, then looked at Futaba: "Ah~ I'm being venomous so early in the morning. It seems Futaba is in a bad mood today."

"I'm very good."

"Okay, then, shall we have breakfast together?"

"Let's go."

Futaba Rio spoke calmly, then walked ahead, her steps going down the stairs hurriedly and heavily.

The girl with a ponytail poked her head out from behind the tall boy, looked at the figure in front of her, and at the back where no one could see her, put her hands together as if to apologize.

She closed the door, then followed the boy and fell behind.

The ends of her hair rose and fell as she walked, and her long ponytail fluttered behind her, just like the girl's mood, full of joy.

Chapter 287 The gradually rising desire and the released shackles.

The cafeteria at Fujimi Academy wasn't big, but two hundred survivors couldn't fill it up, so there was no need to fight for seats.

The table and chairs were the size of a four-person table. After Fujiwara Haru sat down with breakfast, Futaba chose the seat opposite instead of the one diagonally opposite.

Busujima Saeko took a look and sat diagonally across from them, and the four of them ate quietly together.

It was an ordinary breakfast time. If there was any special event, it was probably that the girl with a ponytail next to me helped peel the eggs and then fed me.

It’s nice not to have to peel the eggs myself. After eating the eggs, I took a sip of the soup handed to me by the girl. The slight astringency in my mouth caused by the egg yolk disappeared, and my mouth was clean and my whole body felt comfortable.

Even though he chewed slowly, he still finished eating first and sat down to wait for Futaba and the others.

Looking at Futaba, he gave up thinking and asked subconsciously: "Futaba, do you have any plans for today? What should I do?"

"Stupid Fujiwara acted on his own."

Since Futaba Rio didn't give him a plan, Fujiwara Haru thought for himself. After a while, he decided to save more people: "Then I will go on a nationwide tour to save people. I will clear out some large zombie gathering points in various cities to expand the space for survivors to move around and the area available for collection."

"..."

Futaba didn't reply.

"Oh, by the way, is there any gift Futaba wants? I'll bring it back if I see one on the way."

"Need not."

"Futaba is so cold today."

"If you have nothing to do after dinner and want to find someone to chat with, you can find the one next to me. She should be happy to chat with you."

"It's not that I have nothing to do because I'm full. I was thinking that Futaba wasn't too happy, so I wanted to cheer you up. I thought giving you a gift would help, so I asked."

"..."

Futaba was silent for a while, then finished her porridge and put down the bowl: "It's not that you make me unhappy, so I don't need a gift."

The immediate answer: "But I want Futaba to be happier."

Futaba picked up the bowl and took another sip. After a while, she put the bowl down and said, "Coffee beans, if I can find any."

"Oh, no problem!"

Futaba didn't say anything else, but her face changed from stern to a normal calm expression, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Looking at the purple-haired senior beside her: "So, is there any gift you'd like, Busujima-senpai? I'll bring it back if I see you on the road later."

Busujima Saeko had been eating quietly beside them. She would not talk while eating, nor would she interrupt other people's conversations, nor would she make any small movements. Her behavior was that of a perfect Yamato Nadeshiko.

She had already finished eating and was about to leave. After hearing the question, she thought for a moment and replied, "If possible, Fujiwara-kun, could you bring me a knife? The wooden sword I'm using is not as convenient as a real sword to kill zombies."

"Sure, I'll bring it back if I see it. If I don't come across it, I won't have it. It depends on luck."

"Thank you very much, Fujiwara-kun."

I looked to my side and was about to ask something when my lips were tapped.

Blinking, I noticed the girl mouthing: "No need for gifts~"

I noticed that the girl with a ponytail seemed unwilling to be discovered recently, and often spoke silently but only through lip communication.

After breakfast, Fujiwara Haru first brought Busujima Saeko to the side of the Hummer and gave all the clothes he brought back from Minami Rika's villa last night to Busujima Saeko, who took them back to the dormitory and wore them together with Teacher Marikawa.

Afterwards, they found Hidenori and Yoshitake's exploration team, distributed their weapons, and assigned Hirano Toda to be in charge of ranged attacks and providing instruction on firearms use. Saeko Busujima was once again the team leader, responsible for exploring the city and rescuing the remaining survivors.

On the third day after the disaster, we began to go deep into the city of Chuangzhu.

Fujiwara Haru wasn't too worried about them. Setting aside the fact that Saeko Busujima was leading the team and Toda Hirano was in charge of remote support, there was no guarantee that zombies would pose a threat to them. Bedzhu City wasn't actually that dangerous anymore. He had cleared all the main roads last night, and the zombie swarms had greatly decreased.

After arranging and handling some miscellaneous matters, Fujiwara Haru checked the sword at his waist and came to the gate.

He opened the map to confirm the direction, then took off and headed quickly towards the nearest city.

After dealing with the nuclear bomb in the early morning, I rested and my spiritual power was almost full. It was time to start exterminating zombies again.

Although it wasn't dangerous, the cleanup work in cities across the country was tedious and tiring. However, as long as he could help the remaining survivors, he thought it didn't matter.

Like a periodic red comet, Fujiwara Haru began to patrol the sky over Japan along the Shinkansen, constantly clearing out the large number of zombies that gathered.

Time passed as he was busy.

The sun moved towards the center of the sky. When Fujiwara Haru left the base to clear out zombies in other places, Hidenori, Yoshitake and others also set out to explore Chuangzhu City.

Ji Zhu took the shotgun and shot a large area with one shot: "I told you, I have a talent for shooting!"

Xiu Ze took the spear to finish off the enemy and complained: "You aim at the head, you spray at the body, and you still want me to finish off the enemy."

Jizhu: "I'd like to, but the chance of hitting them is too low. It's better to spray their bodies, knock them to the ground, and then finish them off with the last hit."

Zhongbang was anxious: "Ten shots per person, ten shots per person, it's my turn, it's my turn!"

"There's still one more shot, don't worry, don't worry."

As Jizhu said this, he walked closer to the group of zombies that had gathered because of the gunshots, preparing to aim at their heads for the last time.

There was a pulling sensation on my leg, as if it was hooked.