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

"what happened?"

Hayato Hayama squinted, looking at the top of the fire truck in the distance. "At the very top of the fire truck's ladder... is there someone there?"

"Yes." He saw it too, but, "it's a dead man."

The man's body was still on the ladder, dozens of meters in the air, all alone, while the fire truck was surrounded and its roof was covered with zombies.

The zombies circled the fire truck, as if expecting something. Did they know there was someone on it?

But they probably don't know that the person above is already dead.

"How pitiful." Hayama Hayato sighed heavily. It wasn't wrong to say that; the person up there was clearly stuck and couldn't get down.

If you go down, you will be torn apart by zombies and die in agony.

But then again, being dried out up there wasn't a pleasant experience either; you were hungry, thirsty, and constantly worried about falling off and dying.

If there were a parachute, there would still be a chance.

Dying silently up there at this moment was a choice made out of desperation.

"But his will was strong." Glancing up, Uesugi Genshin praised, the fact that the body was still hanging there was proof enough. In his last moments before death, he was still clinging tightly to the ladder, and even in death, he did not fall.

"It's truly art..." Yu Sheng, sitting in the back seat, looked through the sunroof at the fire truck and marveled at the person hanging in mid-air.

Its movements resemble a cross, reminiscent of Juses nailed to a cross, carrying a sense of religious sanctity.

This kind of end times is a different kind of revelation.

"Ha," Uesugi Genshin chuckled inwardly. "Speaking of which, Japan isn't under God's jurisdiction."

As he passed by, he took one last look, thinking that if it rained or a typhoon hit, the mummified corpse might fall off.

By then, the zombies below will probably scatter like wild beasts and birds.

What a mindless beast!

Chapter 226: A Great Shock

"It's rare to see you with bare legs." With an expression that seemed to indicate she cared or not, Yukino Yukinoshita briefly looked away from the table and gazed at those long, white legs that were dazzling to men.

Such a magnificent sight exists beneath the blackness; it is only by removing the blackness that the white, as beautiful as jade, is revealed.

"Occasionally." Not intending to say more, Kasumigaoka Utaha brushed her black hair that fell over her shoulders, crossed her long legs as if she was unhappy, and looked out the window listlessly from the sofa in the student council room.

"Is that so?" Yukino Yukinoshita shifted her gaze from the other person and looked again at the documents that the other person had organized on the table.

Since they met, she had noticed that Kasumigaoka Utaha always wore black pantyhose.

The other person was wearing pantyhose, probably because they were used to wearing stockings like I am.

It's a bit unusual that I'm not wearing it today...

"But you, weren't you not wearing your glasses yesterday? Did someone give them to you?" Kasumigaoka Utaha stopped looking out the window and stared at Yukino Yukinoshita.

After arriving here, Kasumigaoka Utaha realized that she, like herself, didn't have many friends. If the glasses were a gift from someone, it must have been from a very observant person.

For Qingming Festival, we give handmade zongzi (sticky rice dumplings); for Mid-Autumn Festival, we give handmade mooncakes; for Christmas, we give gloves; when the weather is dry, we give coffee-flavored lip balm; in summer, we give cooling mats; and even in hot weather, we give thermos cups filled with iced barley tea.

For her, there probably wouldn't be another person like her in the world.

"Well, yes." Although she admitted it, Yukino Yukinoshita immediately lowered her head, also showing a look that she didn't want to say more.

After some time, Yukino Yukinoshita handed over the document she had chosen from the table. "The announcement is fine as it is. Just post it directly."

Finally, the matter was brought to a close, and Isshiki Iroha quietly came to pour tea.

Perhaps it was because they felt bad about being idle on the sidelines.

After thanking Iroha Isshiki, Kasumigaoka Utaha took a sip of tea and said, "We'll keep an eye on the engineering team's work."

“Hmm.” Yukino Yukinoshita nodded, shaking the menu announcement for tomorrow in her hand. “Also, keep reminding the head of the cooking club that he still hasn’t given up on the idea of ​​making sashimi.”

As expected of the daughter of an izakaya owner, she couldn't resist showing off her skills as soon as she saw fresh fish.

But at least make sure it's cooked thoroughly!

Freezing can kill parasites in seafood, that's true, but if you eat it raw, who knows if you might accidentally turn into a zombie?

She didn't believe there wasn't a single zombie corpse in the sea right now, that the corpses were being eaten by carrion-eating fish and shrimp, and that the fish were eating them in turn.

If something serious really happens, then the entire sea area would probably be polluted.

"I understand." Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but laugh. She found the head of the cooking club amusing. Although he was an outstanding cook, he was also very eccentric. She knew this herself, so she would send her own member, the serious-faced Kawasaki Saki, to attend less important department meetings.

Of course, it's also possible that she knows Kawasaki Saki has a good relationship with the student council secretary, Hikigaya, and might be able to secure some extra benefits for the cooking club.

However, in reality, Kasumigaoka Utaha's own department head and secretary are often unable to attend due to missions, so she attends on their behalf.

"Iroha, could you please go and call the head of the cooking club over here?" Yukino Yukinoshita turned to Iroha Isshiki and ordered him, as if remembering something.

"Yukinoshita-senpai, shall we talk now?" Isshiki Iroha exclaimed in surprise.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that Isshiki had clearly misunderstood, Yukino Yukinoshita explained helplessly, "Didn't you notice that the temperature is a little lower today? The wind has also picked up, and it might rain in a couple of days."

Without weather forecasts, we can only predict things based on our physical sensations.

"Remind her to take care to prevent moisture damage to the food stored in the cafeteria," especially the flour piled up in the warehouse.

"I understand." Standing up, Iroha Isshiki sighed softly. This was her job: running errands to various departments, calling people over, and serving tea and water. That was all there was to her—odd jobs.

Then something occurred to her, and she asked anxiously, "What about the concert the day after tomorrow?"

"If it really rains that day, then we'll have to stop."

There's hardly any interior space left; most of the existing interior space has been used as warehouses or for various other purposes.

"Eh~~~, I'm actually quite looking forward to it." Iroha Isshiki immediately put on her cute coquettish act, which was so endearing that even girls couldn't bring themselves to dislike her, except for those who were already disliked.

"There's nothing we can do about it," Yukino Yukinoshita said, closing her eyes as if she had a headache.

"How about moving it to tomorrow?" she immediately suggested. Iroha Isshiki didn't want to give up her vacation, and the performance by Toyohama and the others was indeed very good.

Cute girls aren't just popular with boys; girls enjoy watching them too.

"Tomorrow..." After a moment's consideration, Yukino Yukinoshita began to think about the feasibility of this idea.

"Isn't that great? Anyway, everything is prepared and there's still time." Kasumigaoka Utaha said with a light laugh, as she was the one who took over the coordination of the various departments to ensure the performance went smoothly.

So after hearing Isshiki's words, and after a little consideration, Kasumigaoka Utaha thought it was possible to move it forward.

"I understand." Since someone was so looking forward to it, and she didn't want to be the bad guy, Yukino Yukinoshita agreed.

"That's great!" Iroha Isshiki jumped up happily. "I'm going to tell Rumi-chan this good news."

It seems she's not the only one looking forward to it.

"Please call the head of the cooking department over first." Even though it was almost time to leave work, Yukino Yukinoshita didn't indulge her, but reminded her to finish the task she had just completed.

"Yes~" Isshiki Iroha turned and walked out, looking nonchalant, as if she were boasting about her victory.

"Also, Ms. Kasumigaoka, thank you for notifying me in advance this time. You don't need to show me the official document. Please continue to collect everyone's feedback after the performance." Yukino Yukinoshita turned to look at the person in front of her again.

As for the contingency plan for the next performance, she didn't mention it because she knew the other party would definitely do a good job. Her previous comment was just an irresponsible reminder.

“Okay.” Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded with a smile. “Well then, now that I have the information, I’ll head back.”

"Okay, goodbye." It was only a few steps away, and Yukino Yukinoshita didn't see her off, continuing to handle her work.

Kasumigaoka Utaha left the meeting room without saying a word.

Only Yukino Yukinoshita remained in the student council room.

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"Ara~" Kasumigaoka Utaha saw a surprised figure in the corridor, "Standing there, so handsome..."

"Yes." Although he stroked her soft hair with his clean hands, Uesugi Genshin stopped her from embracing him. He was still dirty and hadn't washed himself yet, so he couldn't get her school uniform dirty too. Although Feng Zhiqi's school uniform was a sailor uniform that was rare these days, it didn't look out of place at all and looked very beautiful.

Of course, Kasumigaoka Utaha was well aware of this. She stopped embracing him, then teasingly touched his lips with her finger. After glancing around to make sure no one else was watching, she kissed him directly.

Even she wouldn't do something so shameful in public, which is why she looked around.

"That..." Mai, who was following beside her, sighed heavily and reminded the other person to be mindful of the occasion.

Ever since they started sharing a bed, he's enjoyed playing the role of a fox in front of her, which always ignites her competitive spirit.

That aspect.

"He seems to be in a bad mood, after all." Still holding his face in her hands, Shiyu wiped his still-wet lips with her fingers, then turned to look at Sakurajima. "What, didn't you comfort him?"

"Because I'm not in a good mood either." Mai turned her face away expressionlessly.

"I see." After letting go, Shiyu waved goodbye for the time being. "Then you should feel better tonight."

"Don't look at me like that." Uesugi Genshin spread his hands in response to Mai's gaze. "You mean about dinner, right?"

He plans to cook tonight and invite his friends over for dinner. It's a rare treat to have fresh fish, isn't it?

"I hope so." Mai pouted and gave him a meaningful look.

The two then went into the student council room without knocking or saying hello, because he was the vice president of the student council.

"Welcome back. How are you?"

The welcome back made him feel at home, a sense of comfort. He shook his head and said, "There's nothing left there. They must have mobilized before the outbreak."

"Besides finding some other equipment, such as blast forks, blast shields, and walkie-talkies, there was also a bunch of M637 revolvers."

It wasn't a complete loss, but it was still a fruitless trip. If they wanted to find a gun again, they would have to try their luck elsewhere. They would have to ask Yang Nai where the shooting range where she played with guns was.

"Speaking of which, isn't the prefectural council building right across from the police headquarters?" Raising an eyebrow, Uesugi Genshin took off his dirty coat and sat on the sofa opposite Yukinoshita's desk.

“Yes.” Knowing what he meant, Yukino Yukinoshita smiled nostalgically. “My father used to take me there.”

"My dream not long ago was to be there someday..."

This was probably the first time she had talked about her dream of entering politics like her father, but now she could say it so easily as a joke.

"Eh~, I didn't realize that." Mai sat down next to Uesugi Genshin and sighed with interest, which made Yukinoshita chuckle.

“Then your sister will probably be very sad, since this kind of thing has been controlling her life all along.” Uesugi Genshin pinched his sideburns and brought up another person.

"Is that so?" She didn't know much about her sister, or rather, she had never truly known her, but his words were convincing, as if they were true.

"What you can't have always stirs your heart, while those who are favored are fearless." He recited a line from a song because Uesugi Genshin knew he would absolutely sing it off-key, so he had already given up.

"What song is this?" Mai Sakurajima asked curiously, recognizing the lyrics immediately.

"Red Rose." Uesugi Genshin suddenly became interested in whether to have Toyohama and the others sing it again and decided to use his vice president privileges.

Many old Showa-era songs sung by young girls have a unique charm; that's just how nostalgic he is.

“Perhaps you are right.” Agreeing with what he had just said, Yukino Yukinoshita looked out the window. In the club room where the twilight streamed in, she remained motionless, her head tilted back.

Then she looked back at him, her gaze carrying a hint of warmth compared to usual.

"Did you come here to help me with my official business?" she joked familiarly, shaking the documents in her hand.

"Hmm." He hadn't originally planned to do this, but since the other party had asked for his help, he would reluctantly work overtime.

"Forget it," Yukino Yukinoshita said, "Let's wash away the stench of blood that's emanating from you first."

"That's so unfair." I picked up my T-shirt and smelled it. Apart from the smell of laundry detergent, there was no other smell. Even the sweat from this morning hadn't affected the lavender scent.

"By the way, is there something you need from bringing Ms. Sakurajima here?"

"It's a matter for the security department."

“Ah…” Yukino Yukinoshita exclaimed in realization, “Sakurajima-san’s words are just right.”

"I thought you were going to say it was nepotism and corrupt dealings," Uesugi Genshin joked with a laugh, which earned him a slap from Mai, who was very unhappy with the idea.

"It was I who recommended Miss Sakurajima. It has nothing to do with nepotism. And it has absolutely nothing to do with corruption. A transaction refers to something with a reward. Please reread your Chinese language textbook. You're second in the humanities."

"Yes, yes, yes, first in the humanities." Uesugi Genshin surrendered, raising his hands.

"Hehehe..." In an instant, Yukino Yukinoshita smiled at him with a smile as bright as a blooming flower.

"Ah, I'm cooking tonight, would you do me the honor of joining me?" Uesugi Genshin extended an invitation.

"Sure," she replied with a smile, clearly intrigued.

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