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

It's difficult to kill them by creating wounds and causing them to bleed, because small wounds will quickly stop bleeding due to the contraction of layers of muscles.

At the same time, their metabolic rate is also very low, allowing them to go for a long time without eating, and then briefly increase when they eat "food".

Fortunately, they still act on commands from their brains. Although they are not intelligent, they can be killed if their heads or spines are damaged.

It sounds very comprehensive and seems true, but... it's terrifying to think about. How did he know all this?

He didn't explain his identity at all; no one knew who he was—was he a national researcher or a hospital doctor?

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Their hands, holding the phone, trembled, but the sound that followed put them at ease.

"Dinner's ready." It was Uesugi Genshin's voice from outside the door.

Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui together moved the table blocking the doorway.

When the door opened, I saw him standing outside with a plate in his hand.

Genshin Uesugi handed one of the plates to Yui Yuigahama.

"What is this?" She looked at the round, biscuit-like object in her hand and placed it on the table.

Oyster omelet.

"Ahahaha, thank you for your trouble, Xiao Xuan." Yui Yuigahama said with a sheepish smile.

"Well, it's nothing. I'd be worried about whether it would be edible if you guys made it."

"What are you talking about? Even if we were to make it, we could cook it perfectly."

Is that a low bar already? Why don't you just say you can only make scrambled eggs?

Oh, frying an egg is pretty simple; anyone should be able to do it.

“Yes!” Yui Yuigahama chimed in, clenching her fists.

"And I can still make curry and stuff."

"Isn't this what we learned in cooking class?" Uesugi Genshin didn't know what to say.

So curry cubes are truly a great invention!

As long as you cut the ingredients into pieces, add water and curry cubes, it can't possibly taste bad...

Yumiko Miura turned her face to the side, using the results of her cooking class to prove that she really could cook...

Even in cooking classes, there wasn't enough room for everyone to have their own table; it was always a group effort. She was with Yui and Hina at the time, and it was quite relaxing.

Uesugi Genshin placed the plate on the table and said, "There's no need for that. You wouldn't know how to cook with so many ingredients."

"As for curry, we'll make it another time when we have the chance."

"Ah, it smells so good!"

The aroma stimulated my taste buds, and a feeling of hunger welled up in my stomach.

He picked up the chopsticks that he had washed yesterday and handed them to them.

"Hey? Xiao Xuan, aren't you going to eat?"

"I've already eaten," Uesugi Genshin replied casually, not taking it seriously.

"Ah...wouldn't it be better to eat together?"

There's no need for that.

"You guys eat first, I'll go upstairs and take a look."

The supermarket has two floors, but you can go up to the top of the building, since there will always be something to be stored up there.

"I understand," Yui Yuigahama replied with a smile.

After watching Uesugi Genshin leave, Yui Yuigahama sat down.

"Does this mean she doesn't want to eat with us?" Miura Yumiko's face darkened.

It would be a lie to say I don't care. In this situation, I've become much more sensitive. The two of them feel like a burden, and I have no idea what the other is thinking.

"Huh? But we should have been..." It seems she's already awake.

"It's nothing, Yui, let's eat."

"Okay, I'm starting."

Pick up the glistening egg pancake with your chopsticks, and take a closer sniff—the aroma of burnt eggs, scallions, and oil is incredibly tempting.

The moment I opened my lips and tasted it, the deliciousness rushed into my mind, and now the word "delicious" keeps echoing in my head.

"good to eat."

The empty stomach let out a mournful cry, urging its owner to eat quickly.

The delicious food eased the unease and anxiety in Miura Yumiko's heart.

I stopped thinking about whether he actually disliked those two classmates who couldn't help at all.

"It's amazing that he can make such dishes." My senses were completely overturned.

"Indeed." Yui Yuigahama said, covering her mouth and stammering, looking very happy.

The oysters in the omelet add a seafood flavor to the food, making it very refreshing.

It's different from the crab roe that got a bit greasy at the end yesterday.

They fried a lot of food, probably considering the factor of being full, but there was nothing left at all. They forced themselves to eat everything on the plate.

"Ugh~" Yui Yuigahama let out a suppressed burp and carefully stretched to avoid compressing her stomach, but even so, the feeling of being constricted in the front of her clothes was still very obvious, after all, the white shirt of the school uniform was not a very stretchy fabric.

She swayed her light peach-colored hair and hummed a song in the chair.

"I'll do the dishes," said Miura Yumiko after finishing her meal.

"Ah, um, then I'll go out and take a look," Yui Yuigahama said, jumping off the chair.

"be careful."

"Uh-huh."

Chapter 48: I think you'll find it useful

Is the air really fresh in the early morning?

Not good.

The plants have only just begun photosynthesis and have not yet produced enough oxygen.

In terms of air composition, the best time to breathe is between 9 and 10 a.m.

Why is the air we breathe in the morning so pleasant?

Uesugi Genshin lay on the rooftop, his head resting on a bent arm, breathing in the "fresh" air.

Because it's refreshing enough, he thought.

The mornings in April are still cool, but the temperature at noon is just right, though it can feel a bit hot under the direct sunlight.

I went to bed early enough that I'm not sleepy at all. Next to me are an empty soda can and a half-empty bottle of whiskey.

If you're waiting for rescue, there's no need to worry about it; nobody will care if you're drunk.

"Ah~, you're drinking again."

That was what he was thinking, but upon hearing the voice, Uesugi Genshin knew who it was.

"Why did you come up here?"

"Because we've finished eating."

"Really...?" He didn't quite understand; he didn't quite grasp the connection between finishing his meal and coming upstairs.

Yui Yuigahama walked up to Genshin Uesugi and bent down to look at him.

The sunlight was blocked, and my eyes were staring at each other, but my body was too aroused, so my gaze kept wanting to wander.

"You looked so good yesterday, why did you let your hair down?"

"None of your business." Out of sight, out of mind, she closed her eyes, while fiddling with her hair to block out the light.

"Hehehe, did I bother you?" Yui Yuigahama asked apologetically.

"No."

"Ah, that's good." With that, she sat down next to Uesugi Genshin, holding her skirt, which was as short as it could possibly be.

Don't try to talk to me, I don't know what to do here...

"I thought I was causing you trouble," she said cautiously.

"Don't worry about it. Since I've saved you, I'm prepared for this."

"......Um."

"After all, you are Hayama's friends." Although that's not the only reason.

"..." Oh, so that's the reason...

The two remained silent for a long time before Uesugi Genshin opened his eyes again and looked at the azure sky.

"Well, if we weren't Hayato-kun's friends..." she stammered, her tone pitiful.

“I will act within my power,” Uesugi Genshin said. “If you were the ones causing the disturbance at that time, I would hesitate.”

"Hesitating...?" Yui Yuigahama smiled gently. "Xuan really means it."

This made Uesugi Genshin frown. He didn't want to be seen as a good person, not just in the way they described him, but in a human sense.

He got up and downed the half-bottle of liquor in one gulp. The spiciness and slight bitterness of the whiskey gave him a feeling of "fascination".

"Let's go, we still have work to do today."

Yui Yuigahama hurriedly got up and dusted off her skirt.

"Eh?"

Genshin Uesugi very considerately let Yui Yuigahama go down the ladder first, since she was wearing a short skirt.

After she landed, Uesugi Genshin nimbly jumped down.

Back in the lounge, Yumiko Miura was looking at her phone on the sofa, with washed dishes next to the tap.

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes, I need your help with something."

"Okay." With a simple reply, Miura Yumiko stood up, her haughty expression remaining unchanged.

"Let's go then."

After leaving the employee area, you can feel a foul smell in the air.

After all, it was a nearly enclosed space, and with all the doors and windows closed, there was nothing that could be done about it.

He led the way, weaving between various shelves.

"What, what do you want us to do?"

Miura Yumiko's voice was strained, and she felt fear and unease after seeing the leg sticking out at the end of the aisle between the shelves.

"It's nothing, just moving the body out." As he spoke, Uesugi Genshin took a black plastic bag out of his pocket and handed it to them. "If they throw up, use this."

This is, of course, his perverse sense of humor.

"Wait, wait!" Miura Yumiko's expression changed drastically, and she grabbed his sleeve.

"Eh!!!" Yui Yuigahama exclaimed in surprise.

"what happened?"

"You just said you were moving a body?"

"It's just about moving the zombie corpses away. There are plenty of supplies here, at least a supermarket, and it's not too far away. They might come back here again. Won't the corpses just rot and stink if we leave them here?"

"You say that, but are you really going to make the two of us girls do this kind of thing?" Miura Yumiko bluntly retorted.