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

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Kawasaki Saki kept raising her trembling hand to touch the blood foam on her face, her eyes lifeless as she looked at the bloodstains on her palms and cuffs.

Just now, Hina Ebina was asking Yumiko Miura with some concern, "Are you alright?"

The strong-willed Yumiko Miura straightened her curly blonde hair in one go, revealing a confident smile.

"No? This is just a regular one, right?"

In contrast, at this moment, Saki Kawasaki realized that she was facing her first killing in her life, and for the first time she had so realistically felt the bleeding corpses, all done by her own hands.

Seeing Kawasaki Saki's reaction, Hachiman sighed. He was afraid that Kawasaki had never seen a scene with so much blood.

"If you want to throw up, go under that tree over there." Miura Yumiko smiled contemptuously at Kawasaki's somewhat disheveled appearance.

She always felt that Kawasaki Saki was the same type of person as her, in other words, they had overlapping attributes and similar positions. Since she herself had no problems, then Kawasaki should be the same.

Uesugi Genshin couldn't help but want to complain, "Women's damn competitive spirit!"

However, as time went on, everyone seemed to realize that something was wrong, because Saki Kawasaki was still standing in the same spot.

"Saki Saki?" Hina Ebina walked up to Saki Kawasaki while wiping her hands with a handkerchief.

"Kawasaki-san?" Yui Yuigahama walked over as well; she had fully recovered.

"You did a good job." Even though he was usually taciturn, Hachiman still stepped forward and removed the weapon from her hand. Except for the fact that his movements were a bit off, causing blood to splatter everywhere, he waved his hand in front of her eyes to make sure that Kawasaki was really okay.

"Ah..." Looking at the familiar face in front of her, Kawasaki Saki recalled the time when this man helped her kill her little brother who was about to turn into a zombie. That was probably the first time he had killed someone.

Somewhat dazed, looking at her own red hands, she involuntarily reached out. At that moment, she suddenly felt that she could finally empathize with him.

"I'm fine," she laughed.

Chapter 155: This humble woman is not talented

Seeing the outstretched hand, Hachiman looked guiltily at Ebina Hina beside him, remembering that he was her nominal lover.

Only four people present knew about this incident, and as for why he felt guilty, he wanted to call it professional ethics.

The other person recalled past events because of the blood and corpses. He didn't know that, and he wouldn't care now. Just like what Hiratsuka-sensei said back then, the family members who are still alive are the most important.

"Ha... wipe your blood." The person who came over to interrupt was Miura Yumiko. When she realized that Kawasaki Saki was acting a little strange, she suddenly regretted it. When she first came into contact with a zombie corpse, she wanted to curse the ancestors of the Uesugi family.

Ahem... In short, my feelings back then were probably similar to Kawasaki's feelings now.

At the same time, her worries prevented her from seeing the true intentions behind Kawasaki Saki's actions; otherwise, she would definitely have jumped up and stood up for Ebina Hina.

She handed over the toilet paper. Thanks to someone, she now also thinks toilet paper is quite convenient, especially the fact that it can be used and discarded easily, which is the case nowadays.

Coming to her senses, Kawasaki Saki realized what she had just done. Her face flushed slightly. She glanced at Hachiman and saw that he had looked away, his eyes trembling slightly. Then, she looked guiltily at Ebina.

wrong.

She suddenly remembered that they were pretending to be a couple. Why should she feel guilty?

Thinking of this, she instantly suppressed her guilt, and all sorts of psychological changes made her not even care about the tissue that was shoved in her face.

"Really." Is it that scary? Seeing that Kawasaki Saki was still a little dazed, Miura Yumiko directly took her hand and wiped it for her, carefully avoiding getting blood in her mouth or in her eyes.

"Hmm... I can do it myself." Kawasaki Saki's eyelids were about to close sensitively as she tried to take the paper from her face.

"Don't move!" Miura Yumiko grabbed her shoulders forcefully and shouted, "You can't see it anyway, so I'll clean it for you."

"Hehehe..." Upon seeing this scene, Yui Yuigahama laughed happily. Although they didn't get along and were usually just nodding acquaintances, their actions at this moment were still quite funny.

"Well, well, it's rare to see Yumiko being so considerate, so Saki Saki, just accept her kindness." Ebina Hina pretended not to have seen anything, and even if she had, she pretended not to have guessed anything, teasing as always.

"Ha..." Seeing Kawasaki Man's awkward expression, Hachiman knew she was probably alright.

All that's left is to cut off the ear and take it back. This step only requires overcoming psychological aversion; there's nothing special about it.

There's nothing to worry about when it comes to exposed gums, yellow teeth that look like they've been smoking for decades, and exposed cartilage from wounds.

So much so that they were all on high alert, and if it weren't for the fear of encountering something, they wouldn't even want to look at it.

Even Hina Ebina, who seemed—no, was actually the calmest among them—had a fake smile on her face when she handled the situation.

Disgusting things are truly disgusting and can affect a person's four senses: sight, smell, taste, and touch, because human imagination is limitless.

When we got back, we could see that the sun had already tilted to a certain angle. After a while, the whole day would probably be over. Except for some people who still had work to do, everyone else would wait to finish their meals and go home to take a shower.

Well, before eating, let's do a simple cleaning with water.

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After taking a shower, Uesugi Genshin, wearing a new T-shirt, dried his wet hair with a towel. Since his hair was shorter, washing it had become much easier, which was a relief.

He sat cross-legged on the carpet, the clock ticking away. Looking out the window, all he saw was darkness, his reflection shimmering in the glass, his eyes meeting those of his reflection.

"Ha..." Today was another safe day. Nothing is more relaxing than a peaceful rest.

Looking at the small table in the corner, he suddenly had an idea. He moved it in front of the TV and took out his calligraphy tools from the small bookcase.

I sat lazily at the low table, poured ink into the inkstone, spread out the paper, placed the paperweight on top, picked up the brush, and idly pondered what to write today.

Just then, the sound of the door opening interrupted his thoughts.

At this timing... he checked the time again. Who could it be?

I couldn't help but think of the visitor from a few days ago, ah...

I supported myself on my knees, stood up, and slowly walked towards the entrance.

After a brief knock on the door, the person outside waited. If they were impatient, they would probably knock a few more times, which instantly filtered out some people from his mind.

The door opened a crack, and the lights in the hallway outside were either not on or were off.

Although it was dark, Shiyu's cheeks were flushed bright red, so close that they could be seen very clearly.

She glanced into the room and became even more nervous when she confirmed that no one was inside.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Genshin asked in a casual manner, making room for her to come in.

Kasumigaoka Utaha swallowed a mouthful of saliva into her dry throat.

"Um... I have something I want to tell you..."

She stiffly took off her shoes at the door, her feet, clad in black pantyhose, stepping onto the floor.

"Oh." Uesugi Genshin didn't take it to heart, because he would listen carefully to whatever Shiyu said, since she wasn't an outsider.

I sat back down, intending to continue what I was doing and listen to what troubles Shiyu might be having, perhaps related to work.

Ah, Hachiman has dumped all the work on her, but that's a result of Utaha's own abilities, so he can legitimately hand over the PR department to her completely.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shiyu sitting a little over a meter to his left, her posture proper and dignified. Uesugi Genshin turned around and looked at her in surprise.

It seemed to be no small matter, so he pushed the table aside and sat down facing her.

Actually, she had been thinking about how to talk to him.

To say the next stop is to scratch the door, bewildered, and pry open the door to the alliance, Deng, bottom, agreement, theft, and cleverness, not to cross the threshold, where is it?

Would it seem weak and ineffective to just say "I like you" directly?

Various worries arose in her mind. Several versions of the story had been finalized, but when the person was right in front of her, her mind went blank.

Gazing at the other person's face, which showed some confusion yet patiently waited, she took a deep breath, reached up to her head, and removed the white headband that was binding her hair.

Uesugi Genshin noticed that the other person didn't show her usual innocent yet alluring expression, but instead blushed, which even he could tell was because she was very shy.

The flesh beneath the white dress that clung to her curves looked so alluring, her high breasts rising and falling slightly with her restless heart.

His long, black hair, like the night sky after dusk, spread out before his eyes.

It was less like night and more like a meteor shower in the night sky.

Looking at her expression, Uesugi Genshin didn't know what to do. Her current reaction was making him feel awkward, and his heart was racing.

Finally, she took a deep breath, bent down, and placed her palms on the ground. "This...this humble woman is not very talented..."

Chapter 156: It Really Was She Acting Cute

The words that came out of her mouth had a slightly archaic feel to them; she wanted to be more tactful, but now it seems she went too far in being tactful.

The moment she opened her mouth, she thought about many things and regretted it, even wanting to curse herself for being an idiot.

Just say "I like you" directly.

The knocking on the door immediately stopped him from finishing his sentence.

The sudden and urgent sound made her body tremble, and she abruptly raised her head.

"They've arrived." Uesugi Genshin sighed deeply. Who is it this time?

Hearing the knocking sound repeated three or five times, he had a vague idea in his mind.

"Ah, sorry." Turning to look at the somewhat bewildered Shiwa, Uesugi Genshin apologized, "Tell me about it later."

"......" Wait a minute?! How am I supposed to say that if there are people around?!

She's not some shameless woman; doing something like that to someone's face is tantamount to a provocation, and it's incredibly shameful!

Evening, two people, alone... and those words just now.

He stopped after taking a few steps, repeatedly recalling Shiho's reaction, her awkward expression, and her flushed cheeks.

What does it mean?

Could it be a confession?

Oh dear, isn't this going a little too smoothly for him?

No matter what, nothing is ever that perfect.

What is that?

A heavy weight settled deep in my chest, followed by a sharp pain.

Two kinds of thoughts: "It can't be like this" and "Maybe it is."

Two completely different feelings welled up in his heart, making him feel a chill down his spine.

Despite being a romance novelist, Shiyu herself is extremely innocent when it comes to love.

He always felt that the other person wouldn't confess their feelings first, or that they would do so indirectly because they couldn't help but feel their emotions, like in the story of "The Moon Is Beautiful".

He planned to confess his feelings to her himself by the time she graduated at the latest.

Hmm... so what exactly is going on?!

With mixed feelings, he walked step by step toward the door.

Staring intently at his back, Kasumigaoka Utaha's heart was pounding in her chest. Had she suddenly realized something when she paused just now?

She slowly got up, intending to go to the pool to get a glass of ice water to cool down her convulsing internal organs.

As the door clicked open, the sounds of two girls arguing came from outside.

"I can hear it very clearly from my side."

"That means it's not soundproof."

"No, it's just that your knocking was too loud."

"What did you say?!"

Two blonde girls were arguing at the door.

To be precise, the person who was knocking on the door just now was Miura Yumiko, while the person standing in the opposite apartment with the door half open, talking to Miura, was Toyohama Kazuka.

Yui Yuigahama sat between them, laughing as she listened to their bickering. It wasn't really an argument; it was mostly just venting.

Through the half-open door across the street, he saw Mai Sakurajima sitting on the sofa, drinking water and looking in their direction, appearing quite relaxed.

As Uesugi Genshin opened the door, the heads of the people at the door turned around.

Yumiko Miura smiled shamelessly, "Sorry to bother you."

"Oh." Uesugi Genshin acknowledged that he had indeed disturbed them, and then casually asked the person opposite, "Want to come in and play?"

This also implicitly acknowledges the fact that they treat this place as a playground, not to mention the lonely expressions on Fengbin and Xiang's eyes as they stare at this place, which are truly heartbreaking.