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Shut-In Of The 'Dead'

Bronze WINNER of WPC#322: Male Lead: Zombie Invasion Takemi Kazuichi might very well be the luckiest and unluckiest person in the world. He was an orphan, and he was severely bullied in school. Because of that, he became a hikikomori, a shut-in. When he turned sixteen, he was adopted by a rich couple who loved him as if he was their own son. Unfortunately, they died in a plane crash, and Kazuichi never overcame his bad habits of being a shut-in, largely because of his preying relatives. Fast forward to four years later, Takemi Kazuichi still stayed in the house left by his late parents. He never bothered going to work or going out to socialize with people. For the lack of a better term, he was a rich hikikomori. He never even bothered to check the news or log in on any social media. All he did was live his life in solitude, devoid of any human interaction. One day, as he came out of the shower, he heard a strange thumping sound by the doorway. "That's weird, I didn't order any delivery today." He told himself before absent-mindedly opening the door. And what stared back didn't resemble a human at all. It was a zombie— or so that's what the first thing that came into Kazuichi's mind. Unbeknownst to him, the world had drastically changed, and he was the last one to know.

DaisukiDayoSenpai · Fantasy
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347 Chs
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A Strategic Retreat

As the last rays of sunlight dissipated from the horizon, the skies slowly shifted into a purple hue as twilight soon encompassed the Yamanashi Strongholds. Kazuichi and the others decided to regroup in their tent, cautiously keeping up their guard just in case. 

"How's everybody doing?" Kazuichi greeted them when he entered the makeshift tent. Since everyone was already there, he thought that maybe they should go over the plans one more time.

Then again, it's not like they needed to review anything. Implementing the plan was as easy as it could get… the only problem lies with reducing as much civilian involvement as possible. 

"There's a trapdoor to the far side of the Eastern Yamanashi Stronghold. A rancid stench is coming off of it. Either it's a mass graveyard or a gathering of the infected." Kazuichi reported to the group as he sat down with everyone forming a circle.