Daily life in Zongman

In front of most people, she always appears strong and brave, and has never shown any signs of weakness.

But occasionally, Busujima Saeko would want to play the role of a weak person and be taken care of a little.

That was the simple wish of a girl, a Nadeshiko, to be cared for and protected.

Now, after being satisfied, Busujima Saeko fell into a deep sleep with contentment.

He watched Busujima-senpai fall asleep, but didn't do anything else. He washed the towel and tidied up briefly. He placed the change of clothes he had prepared for her by the bedside, then returned to his own bedroom to rest.

When Fujiwara Haru lay in bed and prepared to go to sleep, he found that he couldn't sleep.

When I closed my eyes, I thought of the delicate body I had just touched. I could still vaguely smell the scent of lilacs on the tip of my nose. My lower abdomen felt hot and my lower body was out of control.

He knew very well that this was a normal physiological reaction and there was no need to be ashamed of it, but he was a little distressed by it. He wanted to fall asleep early to recover quickly, and then go on another tour of the country after dinner.

This way, when I come back in the evening, I can continue to recover my spiritual power and continue my patrol tomorrow morning.

After calming down and taking slow, deep breaths, Fujiwara Haru finally fell into a deep sleep. It wasn't the memory that had returned that had been missing for so long, but the dream that had finally arrived.

It was a beautiful and terrible dream, in which seniors Shiyu, Busujima and teacher Marikawa appeared.

When I woke up, I felt hot all over, my pants were in a very inappropriate shape, the spiritual power in my body was abnormally active, and my body was wrapped in the overflowing spiritual power, and it was all red.

The situation seemed to be getting worse. Fujiwara Haru began to consider whether he should abandon the most efficient way of recovery, sleeping, and switch to meditation to restore spiritual energy. Although the recovery speed would be much slower, it should be fine.

I met the girl with a ponytail in the cafeteria and was rewarded with a chicken drumstick. I was in a good mood.

After dinner, we continued our tour of the country, clearing out the zombies that had survived nearby and providing rescue services efficiently and quickly. During this time, we discovered that most areas had been without power or water, and were completely plunged into darkness.

Late at night in the early hours of the morning, after his spiritual power was exhausted, he returned to the city center of the bed master and drove the Hummer back to the base. He found that the base had started using diesel generators for electricity, and only a few sporadic places were provided with power.

Fujiwara Haru had initially discussed with Futaba how long the power outage would last, and she'd said it would probably be out in one or two days. He didn't know why it lasted until the third day. Perhaps it was due to the plant's high level of automation? He couldn't quite put his finger on it, and it was difficult to investigate, but it was a good thing, so he didn't dwell on it any further and chose to rest.

On the fourth day after the disaster, early in the morning, when I finished my meditation and rested, I found that it was still very hot.

While having breakfast alone, Teacher Marikawa came over and sat down, still placing her breasts on the table. The milky aroma emitted when she got closer made Fujiwara Haru frown slightly.

It wasn't that it smelled bad, but that it smelled so good that he suddenly wanted to drink milk.

People often have all sorts of thoughts based on what they see and encounter, some good, some bad, and that's perfectly normal. As long as you don't act on bad thoughts, they're just thoughts, nothing to worry about.

Fujiwara Haru is very clear about this now, and he will not do it, but he finds that he has the urge to do so, which is a bit bad.

He finished his meal quickly and left the cafeteria without waiting for Mr. Juchuan to finish.

Fujiwara Haru noticed his abnormal restlessness, and under active control, he suppressed the bad behavior that he wanted to do.

He felt that his physiological reaction was gradually becoming stronger, and the simplest and most direct way to deal with it was to vent it out. Before, he had always had Sister Shendong, but now, no one could help.

He had no intention of finding Futaba to deal with his desires. After experiencing Sister Shendong's education, he had never done anything too intimate with Futaba again. He had always thought that he would wait until they confirmed their relationship before doing anything, and he could not casually flirt with Futaba.

Are there any other methods?

Thinking about it, Fujiwara Haru remembered that when he first started practicing, he watched a video material - "Precautions during Practice".

It mentions how practitioners should deal with their own desires. There are two most natural ways to deal with them, namely practicing qigong and finding someone to practice dual cultivation with.

In fact, they can all be said to be cultivation, among which dual cultivation is the best, which can not only reduce the growth of inner demons but also speed up the speed of cultivation. It is the method that Fujiwara Haru has been using before.

So how about continuing dual cultivation?

The cold jade bed is not here, so dual cultivation is impossible.

Then the most natural way to deal with it is only one: to practice alone.

As the practice progresses, spiritual energy will circulate throughout the body, and they will naturally adjust themselves to a balanced state. Unless one goes astray or is attacked by inner demons, there will be no loss of control of desires.

But if Fujiwara Haru were to enter into training and adjustment now, he would have to devote himself to it, and it could take several days. In this apocalyptic world, no one knew what would happen when he finished adjusting. He didn't want to wake up to find the base breached, Futaba and the others captured, or some other terrible situation.

The reason why I had previously restored my spiritual energy was by sleeping and sitting quietly (meditation).

Besides these two solutions, there are other methods, such as practicing auxiliary exercises like "Ice Heart Sutra" to purify the mind, but Fujiwara Haru didn't learn it. He had no use for it before, so there was no need to learn it.

Or he could wear a meditation tool, but Fujiwara Haru only had the protective pendant given by Yukino Shindong and a magatama meteorite that accelerated his practice.

Other methods are somewhat unorthodox and are not recommended.

Unable to handle it himself, Fujiwara Haru again returned to the question of whether he could ask someone to handle it.

The first person that came to my mind was still Futaba. I thought about going directly to Futaba to confess my feelings, and then asking her to handle it after confirming the relationship?

What a scumbag! He had originally wanted to make a beautiful confession in a romantic setting and in just the right atmosphere. But he just made a casual confession just for physical desires and then asked someone to handle it. It was terrible no matter how you looked at it.

While Fujiwara Haru was thinking, he walked to the teaching building and saw Futaba Rio resting in a garden next to the teaching building. She was probably waiting for the nine o'clock gathering time to arrange the work arrangements for the survivors in the base today.

Futaba also noticed the boy approaching and extended her hand to greet him: "Fujiwara, you've arrived just in time. I have some important information to share with you."

"What is it?"

Fujiwara Haru walked over.

"You know there was a power outage last night."

"I know this."

"Before the power outage, I received a signal from another nearby survivor base through the radio station. It was from the Self-Defense Forces nearby. They had established a base in the eastern suburbs of Chuangzhu City. They were planning to enter Chuangzhu City from the east district today to rescue the survivors..."

Fujiwara Haru was listening and noticed a young girl walking towards the teaching building from a distance. She had long black hair and looked pure and beautiful.

After noticing Fujiwara Haru and Futaba in the park, she stared at them for a while, tied her long hair into a ponytail, then made a "hush~" expression and moved closer.

The girl with a ponytail walked over, took out a small snack from her pocket, opened the package, picked up the sugar cube inside, and brought it to her mouth.

It would be a waste if you don’t eat sugar.

Opening her mouth, the girl pushed the sugar cube into her mouth with her index finger. This time it went deeper than last time, and she could feel a small section of her fingertip entering.

I put it in my mouth and licked it without thinking. It had the sweetness of a sugar cube, was soft and smooth, and tasted quite good.

The girl quickly withdrew her index finger, then turned around and walked quickly out of the park. Her ponytail danced behind her, revealing a little bit of her earlobe that was not covered by her hair, and it was slightly pink and moist.

After sharing last night's news, Futaba explained her new plan: "I'm planning to arrange for an exploration team to head towards the Self-Defense Force base today and clear out any zombies along the way. This way, we can hand over the greedy and disobedient survivors we rescue to the Self-Defense Force for management, ensuring the stability of the base and preventing anyone from causing trouble. At the same time, we're also preparing..."

While listening to Futaba's plans for the day, I noticed a senior student approaching from a distance. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and she wore a loose dress that also fluttered slightly, revealing her calves wrapped in black stockings beneath the hem.

What she was wearing today might be a black stocking with a suspender, but it was blocked by the dress and it was impossible to tell.

Kasumigaoka Utaha also noticed Fujiwara Haru in the park. She looked at Futaba Rio who had her back to her, a happy smile on her face, and walked slowly to a place not far behind Futaba.

Senior Shiyu looked around and saw passersby. A hint of regret crossed her face. Then, as if she had thought of something, a cheerful smile returned to her face.

She looked straight at him, and at an angle where no one else could see, she placed her hand to her lips. First she made a "shhhh" gesture, then her slender fingers shifted into an "OK" sign.

She placed the "O" sign to her lips, and the tip of her slender, pink tongue darted out, swirling it around the bracelet before moving it up and down and slowly retracting. While teasing her, her wine-red eyes shone with a moist luster, her eyebrows slightly curved, a seductive and alluring touch.

After doing her seductive and teasing act, she put her hands behind her back and walked briskly towards the teaching building.

As Fujiwara Haru watched, his breathing gradually became rapid and his body began to feel a little worse.

Two days ago he was still able to control himself, but under the cycle of killing, resting, letting his body recover rapidly and then continuing to kill, some substances that could not be vented and were about to overflow made him gradually lose control.

An idea popped up in my mind: catch that naughty and seductive senior student and bring her directly back to the dormitory to possess her.

Futaba stopped talking when she noticed the terrible object that suddenly expanded in front of her eyes.

After a moment of silence, she grumbled in a flat voice, "He can become like this even when chatting. I can only say that he is worthy of being Fujiwara, a pig-headed adolescent boy who can get horny anytime and anywhere."

"If it really is..."

Futaba took a deep breath, with a hint of shyness on her face: "Pig-headed Fujiwara...you can come in the evening"

"Sorry Futaba, let's talk later!"

Fujiwara Haru's voice echoed from the sky. He had already flown far away. The heat in his body and the terrible thoughts he was having made him decide to vent his energy as quickly as possible. He thought that if he could use up all his energy through frantic killing, he would probably stop being so restless.

Today's Crimson Meteor was particularly violent. It continuously descended from the sky, wielding its sword to annihilate hordes of zombies, then soaring to the next location once it was finished. This cycle repeated itself, alternating between physical and spiritual energy, each replenishing its own. Thus, today's Crimson Meteor continuously circled the skies over Japan, returning to its starting point late into the night.

By exerting force without restraint and squandering his energy, Fujiwara Haru spent a whole day exhausting all his physical and spiritual energy. He returned to his bedroom and fell asleep.

Sleep is sweet, wake up is terrible.

After waking up, he found that his thoughts were a little messy. It was not chaotic, but the bad thoughts in his mind became more complicated.

And those thoughts gradually became worse.

"Why are you so exhausted and torturing yourself? Why not just go to Futaba and vent? She won't refuse."

"Since Senior Shiyu likes me, I should just go and find her and resolve it. Why should I control myself? If I want to possess her, then go ahead and possess her."

I should be more spontaneous, just be happy, and do whatever feels comfortable to me.

[Go find Shiyu-senpai wearing suspenders and black stockings, and then drag Kato in to play with her.]

[Or go downstairs to find Busujima-senpai, and then get Marikawa-sensei to come play with you.]

[Wait, these are all wrong. Don't bully, don't humiliate, and don't slander others.]

[But... physical contact should be okay...]

Complex and bad thoughts kept arising and then disappearing. Fujiwara Haru restrained himself and felt as if he had returned to the end of the world, with the same desires expanding and the same body becoming very bad.

After yesterday's attempt, there is still some good news.

The good news: Wearing yourself out has some benefits and won't cause any problems on the day.

Bad news: It is only available on that day, and it will be difficult to handle if you encounter any accidents.

On the fifth day after the disaster, with his own fire attribute spiritual power + the phoenix's vitality at MAX + being hypnotized + being constantly seduced by senior sisters Shiyu, Dokujima, and teacher Marikawa in turn.

Fujiwara Haru's desire has reached a critical point.

After leaving the dormitory, I ran into Futaba Rio in the corridor. She was also going out at the same time today, along with the people from Room 601 next door.

Futaba greeted calmly, "Good morning, Fujiwara."

The morning sun streamed in through the window, shining right on her body, making her skin appear exceptionally fair. Futaba, wearing glasses, had a calm expression as usual, but today she looked particularly voluptuous.

I walked forward and decided to do whatever I wanted.

Chapter 293: Stealing the house in public.

When I woke up, I opened the door and saw my best friend Futaba. The sun was shining brightly and Futaba was super beautiful.

"Good morning, Fujiwara."

"Good morning, Futaba."

Fujiwara Haru noticed yesterday that something was not right with his physical condition, and his thoughts were a little confused, but he had not yet realized that his mental state was also slightly abnormal, and he often did whatever he wanted.

Before he could react, he was already in a good mood, greeting her and walking over to Futaba and patting her butt.

?(???)?

The two leaves are plump and feel great, which makes me feel happier.

"!"

Futaba didn't scream, but her body stiffened for a moment before she quickly turned around and looked over. Her face flushed red, and her tone was filled with shame and annoyance as she said venomously, "You pig-headed Fujiwara couldn't contain your adolescent turmoil this morning, exposing your hentai nature. How awful!"

Being taunted by such a pleasant voice lifted my mood a bit. But I was also a little surprised at why I would do such a thing. Recalling my previous thoughts, I said, "I was very happy to see Futaba when I opened the door. She looked especially beautiful today, and I wanted to have some intimate contact with her. I subconsciously thought that since we have such a good relationship, some intimate physical contact wouldn't be frowned upon, so I did it."

"..."

Being praised for her beauty and being told she wanted to be intimate with her made Futaba blush all the way to her earlobes. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her rapidly beating heart. Although she was extremely happy, she still felt a little embarrassed and annoyed as she complained: "Hentai Fujiwara, this is just pure sexual harassment."

Fujiwara Haru was stunned.

Is... is it sexual harassment... then didn't he do something like bullying...

After careful consideration, if Futaba doesn't want to be treated like this, then her behavior just now was really terrible and it was indeed sexual harassment.

Fujiwara Haru was instantly depressed, his mood was completely wiped out, and he seriously reflected and apologized: "I'm sorry, Futaba, I was wrong."

He reflected on himself again and realized that what he did was indeed excessive. He apologized again sincerely: "I am really sorry. I will never do this to Futaba again."

"..."

Futaba was stunned: "Huh?"

Feeling incredibly down, Fujiwara Haru decided to head out across the country to save lives after breakfast. He then spent the rest of the day trying to use up all his energy and avoid any unnecessary agitation, striving to hold on until this disaster was over.

He speculated that the world of Apocalypse was coming to an end. Last time, Tima had ten people as anchors, and it took a year to integrate the apocalyptic world. This time, with nearly ten thousand anchors, it shouldn't take too long.

When I was going downstairs, I found that there was a traffic jam in front of me. Senior sister Shiyu, who went out with me, was walking in front and slowly going down. In order to make it easier to go up and down the stairs, I followed behind her.

Being in a depressed mood, he did not notice that the senior sister Shiyu in front of him was actually going down the stairs very slowly, and she was walking on tiptoe. As a result, her hips would tremble slightly every time she stepped down.