Ch 116. What a Bad Boy...

Yuigahama Yui nodded, glance at the teacher who was nodding in satisfaction, a little dumbfounded.

It seems that Miss Hiratsuka's status in Yukinoshita family is no different from what it used to be at school. Even the security uncle who is much older than her is afraid of her.

After Yui secretly complained in her heart, her depressed mood eased a little bit.

What she can see, Yukino can naturally also see.

"Don't patronize chatting, eat something first."

Seeing that the atmosphere was no longer as dignified as before, Yukino first glanced at the shameless teacher, and then stuffed the bread in her friend's hand.

The second young lady spoke, and everyone naturally wouldn't lose face. After answering, they chatted about the interesting things they had seen and heard while eating.

Only Shizuka became silent, from time to time she looked at her students intentionally or unconsciously, and when she saw the cold, questioning eyes, she immediately lowered her head guiltily and ate her food.

She started wondering in her heart, if one day she was kicked out by this ruthless student of her, which force should she then join to hide in order to prevent her father from finding her.

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Outside the warehouse, the zombies that had been banging on the door and screaming had stopped at some point, leaving only the inaudible chewing sound.

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It was already late at night when Asuna woke up again, she looked at the sleeping little man, her eyes full of tenderness, she couldn't help raising her hand to caress his cheek.

After a while, she suddenly felt a little thirsty, and was about to get up to drink some water, but just halfway through the movement of getting up, she felt every part of her body went limp, and she couldn't lift much strength at all.

Yao, who was sleeping, suddenly found that his right face facing up was bumped by two massive spherical objects, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

The eyes of the two meet, and a blush appeared on the woman's cheeks spreading towards the soft skin all over her body.

"Don't look!"

Before Yao had time to say anything, his eyes were tightly covered by her hands, and then her embarrassing voice sounded again.

"Didn't you see enough before? It was clearly agreed to be the last time, can't you restrain yourself a little bit?

What a bad boy..."

As if she had found a way to hide her embarrassment, she simply pulled off the quilt covering the two of them, covered Yao's head, and began to complain.

It's just that her voice doesn't contain any actual dissatisfaction, it's sounds more like a girl being coquettish with her boyfriend.

At least Yao thinks so, and it made him feel satisfied in his heart.

'It seems that half a day's hard work was not been in vain.'

Seeing that she didn't seem to stop, Yao, whose head was covered by the quilt, reminded in a dull voice:

"Speaking so much, don't you get thirsty?"

"Eh?" Asuna was stunned for a moment, and just as she was about to answer this question, she heard his dull voice again.

"I'm a little thirsty, go and get me some water."

After a moment of silence, Asuna pulled the quilt completely over her body, covering her whole body without leaving a single gap.

As the typhoon left, the season changed accordingly. The autumn nights are already cool, and Chiba is completely shrouded in dense mist once again, so the nights are naturally colder.

Yao, who was closest to the window sill, didn't have any clothes on his body. At this moment, a cool breeze blew out of the window, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

Seeing her turning her back in anger, Yao stared at her untied light orange hair for a moment, and smiled.

A moment later, the beautiful young woman's yell was heard in the bedroom.

"Yao-kun! If you dare to pull the quilt again, I swear I will get mad. Go yourself, drink water quickly, and bring me a glass by the way."

"No, my waist is a little sore, I don't want to move."

After a symbolic struggle, Yao got into the warm bed again, lazily leaned on her warm back, and couldn't help yawning.

"Really..."

Hearing that his back was sore, Asuna turned around and gave him an annoyed look.

After that she helplessly sighing lightly and got out of bed.

She bent down to pick up the pink suspender nightdress that fell on the ground, did not avoid Yao fiery gaze, and left the bedroom after putting it on.

Being left alone, Yao sat up, first stretched comfortably, then put on his pajamas, walked to the window and looked down at the street outside the house.

At this time, the air was filled with hazy mist, just like when he first entered Chiba.

Looking at the silhouettes of black shadows crawling across the street from time to time, Yao was lost in thought.

From the moment he entered Chiba, he didn't seem to have seen a crawler, and the mist zombies didn't have the ability to climb.

Judging from these two simple pieces of information, there is a reason why Chiba gained a firm foothold in the apocalypse earlier than Tokyo.

On the one hand, apart from the leader of the mist zombies whose combat power is still unknown, there seems to be no elite-level zombie in Chiba.

Besides, the leader of the mist zombie has not been seen by many people, and it has not caused much harm to the human side for the time being, unlike the spider zombie in Tokyo.

On the other hand, there are different types of zombies in different regions, not to mention the various forces within the high walls, even ordinary people, as long as they hide in the house and are not found, basically there will be no major problems.

Of course, the premise is that there is enough stored food, otherwise, once they appear on the road full of mist, if they are not familiar with the surrounding environment and do not have a strong psychological quality, they will basically die.

In general, whether it is Tokyo, Chiba, or other areas of japan, the current situation of human beings is almost the same.

Thinking of this, Yao shook his head.

It's been almost half a month since he arrived in Chiba, and there's still no news regarding the fragment of the system.

But for this kind of secret matter, apart from him slowly finding it in China, can he count on the help of other survivors?

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(End of Chapter)