Saeko Busujima, known to most students at Fujimi High School as a model senior, the talented captain of the Kendo club, and a very sexy, good, and beautiful girl.
But there was one thing, something she hid from everyone, a character trait that made her different from other girls.
She loved to inflict pain, loved to break the bones, wills, and minds of other beings. She loved it incredibly, to the point of madness, and she suffered because of it, for in the world she lived in, it was considered unforgivable.
That's why she was glad when the whole world died in agony and a sea of the living dead, because she could finally be herself!
A swing, it took only a swing of her bokken to shatter the skull of a dead man that got too close to her.
When all this began, she was sitting in her classroom, listening to the teacher trying to give a lecture, while at the same time trying not to look at her breasts which were stretching her shirt... they had grown again and were starting to become uncomfortable.
At the same time, through the side window into the hallway, she saw Isao Tsumugi run down the corridor.
Something in his face caught her attention, perhaps his expression? So resolute, like a fighter ready for anything? Perhaps.
Because of this interest, she began to remember everything about him.
She knew his family was incomplete; his father, being a weak man incapable of taking responsibility, had left his family, according to her kohais in the club.
Also, that he was considered a person not to be trifled with, for he was considered a delinquent, almost the biggest in their school's area, not only metaphorically but also physically.
His height, according to her same kohais, was 190 centimeters, and the girls who had seen him at the pool in the summer said he was incredibly physically developed.
And he was also very caring towards his sister, and if anyone tried to treat her rudely, they would get a few lumps, because even a little more than a couple of blows would be enough to break a grown man.
And she imagined how she would teach him the art of the Sword; with his physical characteristics, she was sure he would be an incredibly skilled swordsman and most likely capable of defeating her or even her father.
All these thoughts were spinning in her head until she and hundreds of other students heard the principal's speech from the speakers, which at the end turned into a song of his agony and pain, as well as the loud chomping of someone devouring flesh. She had to bite her lip so as not to reveal the pleasure she was getting from his sincere screams.
When all her classmates ran out, she remained in the classroom, sitting at her desk, as there was no point in leaving anyway.
No one in this school was her equal; she was the strongest in close combat, although she needed to fight Isao Tsumugi to see the difference between them, but since she also had her bokken right now, she was confident she would be stronger than anyone.
And she did not regret her decision to stay in the classroom, because in exactly 5-10 minutes, everyone in the hallways was already dead, and it was terrible and at the same time incredibly joyful.
Many lives were lost and would no longer be able to develop and improve, but if they were too weak to even know how to escape, then that was their own mistake.
And she was joyful because there were many humanoid creatures here that she could destroy with complete freedom!
With a few quick swings, she killed several more of the dead, she finished them off for good.
"AHH! SENSEI! RUN AND SAVE YOURSELF!"
It was at that moment that she heard the screams of some student, and she ran in the direction the cry came from.
She was surprised to find herself at the door of the nurse's office, inside which Shizuka Marikawa, the school nurse, still was, but she was slowly being surrounded by these dead things. At the door, she noticed the student whose screams she had likely heard and felt respect for him, seeing how he was still trying to grab the mop he was using as a weapon.
Quickly running up, she began to swing her bokken, aiming precisely at the heads of the dead that surrounded Marikawa-san. Their heads exploded; one even had an eye pop out and nearly hit Shizuka in the face.
Realizing that Shizuka had no injuries requiring immediate attention, she gave a subtle nod and approached the second-year student who was lying with his back against the wall.
"I am the captain of the Kendo Club, Saeko Busujima. What is your name, second-year?" She crouched down slightly, to a level just above the eyes of this strong-willed, yet weak-bodied boy.
"Ishii… khah… Kazu…" He said his name, coughing.
"Ishii-kun, you fought bravely and protected Marikawa-sensei." She smiled. "I acknowledge your manliness. But you know what happens to those bitten by these dead things. Do you want your parents and loved ones to see you in such a state?" The next words that escaped her lips gave her such a pleasant feeling. "I've never killed… but I can help you."
Ishii-kun looked at her for a few seconds, and then, smiling…
"Then… just do it!"
"What?! What are you talking about? What are you going to do?" Marikawa-sensei approached her as she stood up and gripped her bokken tighter.
"Sensei, please, do not interfere. What happens next is only to protect his honor and valor as a man." She gently pushed her away.
As she got into the correct kata, one that was already instinctive to her, Ishii-kun looked at her.
"To submit to fate… khh… I will not…" The smile on his face with his eyes closed looked peaceful.
And if Marikawa could have seen her face then, she would have been horrified, for on her face too was only a smile, despite the fact that she was about to kill a still-living person.
SPLAT!
Saya couldn't believe what was happening as she wiped the sweat from her face.
Getting to the workshop was difficult; she and Kohta had to avoid everyone, go down and up some stairs, running on their way here, but the main thing was they made it to the workshop.
She came here for weapons, which they could use as tools for self-defense, not to mention that in almost the entire school, this room was the only one with a single door, except for the observatory, but she sure as hell wasn't going to the roof.
"Takagi-san, why did we even come here?"
"Just shut up, fatso!" Why does he ask such stupid questions, especially when she's on edge? "This room has only one door, and if we board it up, we can be safe here for a while!" She walked over to the table and began to inspect what was on it. "So pick up a hammer and get to work with joy!"
Hmm, a few tools, a nail gun, an electric drill, and duct tape, not much, but if Hirano takes the nail gun and she takes the drill, that's something, but this fool…
"What are you staring at like an idiot? Take this, the Nail Gun!" She thrust the nail gun into his hands.
"A nail… gun?"
No, is he an idiot? Why does he speak in single words and questions?
Through the glass, she noticed the dead things approaching the door. Damn, did they come running because of her scream?!
"Damn it, don't just stand there, take this thing!"
He started measuring something, muttering some nonsense to himself about it being "a quarter kilo heavier than the rifle I used," as if she would believe this nerd had ever held a firearm.
He quickly grabbed a full gas canister and inserted it into the back of the nail gun, and then started doing something else.
"Hurry up! You idiot!"
The dead were already banging on the door, and then, tearing it off its hinges, they burst in, making her tremble, teardrops gathering in the corners of her eyes.
"Hi… Hirano! AHH!" She sat down, closing her eyes, trying not to think about her parents, who probably weren't even worried about her right now.
"Got it!" Hearing Hirano's joyful voice, she opened her eyes.
"Hirano?" In his hands, he held the nail gun, but with the help of duct tape and some piece of wood, he had modified it, adding a stock.
With a few shots, he killed all of these living creatures, and then…
"Put the drill, the extra canister, and the nails in the bag." His voice was unusually filled with confidence.
"You've got some nerve, fatso! How dare you order me around!" She was outraged by this.
"Ehh, then…" He sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "...please."
She could have yelled at him more, but that would probably attract more zombies than add more brains to Hirano.
"Grr, fine." She quickly, with trembling hands, gathered everything into the bag, except for the drill which she intended to keep with her, and taking the bag, she ran out after Hirano. "Why the hell do I have to carry this bag?"
Until they were not far from the workshop, there was only one zombie in the corridor ahead of them. Quietly handing the bag to Hirano and showing him with her expression not to speak, she took a rag from near the drinking fountain and soaked it there.
The zombie down the corridor was just standing there, and she could probably hit a stationary target with this rag.
"Pss, Takagi…" Hirano whispered from behind her, most likely he was scared. "What are you doing?"
"Don't panic, and be quiet." She threw the rag, aiming straight for its head, and hit it, but there was no reaction, so she decided to repeat it with something else.
This time she threw the rag with force right at the steel lockers; with a wet slap, the rag hit it, and the zombie instantly reacted, running straight into the locker and hitting it.
"See? Zombies don't feel anything, but they react to sound. But seeing as it stood up by the window again, they sense nearby heat. That means as long as we don't make noise and don't get too close to them, we'll be fine."
"So we're going to get outside?" Finally, a decent thought in that monkey's skull, but it's the most damn obvious thought.
"Figure that out yourself or did those dead things help you? Come on, we have to get out of here faster. The longer we stay here, the worse it will be for us, so move your ass!"
They quietly ran towards the stairs.
Thud…
With a quiet thud, she blocked the arms of a zombie that was slowly moving towards her with its arms outstretched.
"Come on, Marikawa-sensei, to the faculty room, we can rest there." Shizuka-san was walking behind her.
"Ugh, if we stop there, we can drive away, all the teachers leave their keys there…" She fell silent for a few seconds. "But may I ask, why aren't you killing these zombies?" Her voice was a little naive and innocent.
"It takes less time when I just push them away. They freeze for a while. Killing them would be too wasteful of stamina."
"Oh-h, you're so-o!" She got tangled in her own feet and fell. "Ouchie-ouch… what's with me…"
Looking down, she understood why they were moving so slowly. Shizuka-san's skirt was too tight, so she grabbed the hem and, pulling it up, tore it. She didn't think it was important to be shy now, because survival was more important than flashing her panties.
"Ah? What are you doing?" Shizuka-san furrowed her brows. "This is Prada, Saeko-chan!"
"What's more important, a brand or your life?" She looked at her with a dead gaze.
"Both!"
"It doesn't matter. What's important is that we've already reached the faculty room."
But here she heard clapping and was surprised.
Saya was standing with her back to the wall, looking in amazement at Kohta, who, down on one knee, was firing the nail gun and hitting these dead things right in the head.
"Where did you learn to shoot like that?"
"Takagi-san, please help!"
"Why should I do that? And you didn't answer my question!"
"Because I'm running out of ammo!" As if nails were some kind of bullets, he ignored her second time.
"Ask me when they run out, Hirano!"
"But… one of them is right behind you…" He pointed behind her, and she turned around.
Half a meter from her face was the face of a dead thing, with bloody tears streaming down its cheeks. Trembling, she fell on her butt.
"AHH!" She could do nothing but watch as this monster reached its hands towards her, until someone's left hand with a bracelet grabbed the zombie's forehead and, with all its might, slammed it against the wall, completely destroying the skull.
And she could only stare in amazement at her savior.
When Saeko ran to the faculty room, she noticed a zombie in front of Saya Takagi, and then, literally a moment later, Isao Tsumugi appeared next to her and with a calm face, with just one hand, blew the dead thing's skull apart by smashing it against the wall.
And it was… arousing, and it seems she had just fallen in love…
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