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Collecting Titles In The Apocalypse

Having been confessed by the person you madly in love with must be a dream come true. That happened to me. However, I found out later that the confession is not meant for me but for Kyzer, my handsome and popular classmate. It all happened because of the tiger costume I am wearing at that time. Feeling defeated, I went back home with a bleeding heart. On my way toward home, a white van stopped in front of me and abducted me. I was abducted because they thought I was Kyzer thanks to the costume. A series of misfortunes befell to me one after another. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. Then I become the subject of a weird experiment. In the next day, I woke up in my bed by a loud ringing and discovered some weird widgets floating in front of my vision. I learned later that the peaceful city I was living till today is now in an apocalyptic situation. Zombies were running everywhere, chasing the people around me. Using my System, I will survive in this apocalypse.

Fhrutz_D_Hollow · Fantasie
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34 Chs

The Black Organization

In that white room, I found myself tied to a chair in the middle of the room.

Looking back at that time, I realized I was in a pretty bad situation. I mean pretty pretty bad!

A thought came to my mind at that moment. I wonder if they would torture me till my black hair turned to white.

If possible, I don't want to suffer hellish pain just to force me to awaken.

'Wait, this is a serious matter, so let's put fantasy aside first,' I reminded myself.

I forced myself to calm down by stabilizing my breathing, and then started pondering for what reason they abducted me.

The first to come to my mind at that moment is that they were after my organ. Aside from it, I couldn't think of anything else.

Ransom money?

Sorry to disappoint you, but my family isn't even rich. Therefore, if they wanted to ask for ransom money, they would get disappointed.

As I was anxious about my situation, and of the reason why I was abducted, the door on the right suddenly opened. Then three people in black suits and black sunglasses entered the room.

My chest began pounding harder when I saw them.

When I looked at the person in the middle, I discovered she was a woman because of her curvy figure. And she has long dark brown hair that was tied in a ponytail.

They approached me. Then upon seeing my face, I noticed the woman's mouth curved down. "Wait…" the woman spoke in a perplexed tone. A second later, she grumbled. "Dimwits! That is not Kyzer Jones, fvcking idiots!" After a loud yell, she sent a hard slap to her two companions.

Pow! Pow!

I looked stunned. Even more stunned when I heard that familiar name again.

K-Kyzer?

The other two seemed as stunned as me as well as they looked in my direction in disbelief, looking bewildered by the woman's words.

Although they didn't say anything, their bewildered faces were shouting: "What?! Not Kyzer Jones!? But was that something have to do with us?"

Actually, they were not part of those who came to abduct me if I remembered correctly. I don't remember seeing two people in that van with such a towering and robust build as them. Those people who came to abduct me all have average builds only.

The two robust men did not raise a complaint even after being harshly slapped. They remained silent and stood still once again after a shock.

Nonetheless, I wondered if they were twins as they looked very alike.

But that wasn't the issue. Judging from what she said, it seems they mistook me.

I discovered later that I'm not the one who is their target. Their target was Kyzer. That Kyzer again. Just how bad was my luck that day to be mistaken as that person not only once but twice in a row?

I wanted to cry.

After slapping the two companions, she swallowed a mouthful of air and sighed. She adjusted her sunglasses with her finger. And after adjusting her sunglasses, she continued approaching me. The other two remained on their feet.

Her heels against the white tiled floors produced clunking noises.

When the woman arrived in front of me, I quickly raised a complaint of my own and asked her.

"Mhm— mmm— hmn— mmm— mmn— mmbb?!"

I said "Who the hell are you people?!" but I realized my mouth was covered by something, so only unrecognizable muffled sounds came out of it.

Noticing my reflection in her sunglasses, I discovered my mouth was covered by tape.

"So who are you?" She asked while placing her hands on her hips. As she leaned closer while asking that, our faces were in front of each other. I could smell her expensive sweet aroma. Not that I know which perfume she was using.

Her tone when she asked my name was clearly annoyed.

"Mmn— nmmn— mn— mmnh— mmnsh—!" I replied but… Only inaudible muffled voices came out of my mouth again.

Realizing I couldn't speak properly, the woman looked at my mouth. She probably just realized that something was covering it. She massaged her temple before letting out a disgruntled groan.

"Ah, damn!"

She mercilessly snapped away the tape.

—Blerp!

AWWWWW!

A naughty howl came out of my mouth because of the sudden pain.

Damn, witch!

"C-Can't you be more gentle, Maam?!" I complained with teary eyes. I could feel my skin peeling off. I was afraid to look like a colossal titan because of that.

"Uh, my bad," she said that in a flat tone.

'Fvcking wench!' I grumbled.

There was no change in her expression. Surely, she wasn't reflecting at all.

Geez.

She straightened her back and gazed down at me while crossing her arms and hugging the rectangular dark gadget against her stomach. She opened her mouth again, "So?" She persistently wanted to know my name.

I sighed.

Assuming that they're an organization with enough manpower to gather some intel, I believe they have a way to figure out my real identity later. Sparing them the trouble of wasting their precious time learning my identity, I told her my real name.

I saw her fiddling with the tablet after that. I don't know what she was checking there, but a couple of seconds later, she looked at me again.

"I see. So your name is Dante Kimetsu. A second-year student of Sia National High School. A virgin with no girlfriend since birth. I'm surprised that you didn't lie…"

Kufft~

I almost choke with my own saliva upon hearing that. 'H-how did she know that?' I'm surprised that she even knows my other information, which I carefully hide from everyone.

'Dammit! Who are these people?! They're very very dangerous!'

Being inexperienced till now is understandable for my current age. I am still very young after all with many more years ahead of me. My only concern is that my goddess is in love with someone else!

Aww… the pain.

That's why I can see my future walking along the sage path. It is unavoidable unless my mind and heart change in the future. But I think, I need to die first for that to happen. That is how madly in love I am to that goddess.

"Heh~" I snorted. "As if I am in a position where I can aggravate you. If you want my name you can have it. You can even name your pet after it."

I saw her twitching her brows.

Although I sounded calm, I was actually terrified by my situation. And more so to the woman in front of me who could furiously slap those twin giants behind her.

"Haha…" she laughed drily. "No thanks. I don't want my dog to become a demon slayer."

Nani?

Umu. My Japanese accent is leaking.

"Well, atleast you're bright enough to not aggravate us," she added.

After saying that, she took her smartphone and dialed a number. When the call connected, she suddenly let out a roar.

"Fvcking Max! You're an idiot! You brought the wrong person!"

[What?! W-What do you mean? That's impossible!]

"Fvck you! You brought him without making sure it was him!?"

The woman looked furious. I could see veins on her face surfacing in a cross shape.

Later on, I discovered that because of the tiger costume, they thought I'm Kyzer. Hella fvck! That costume is bad luck.

"Ano… since I am not the person you meant to abduct, can you let me go? I promise I won't tell the police about it. I don't even recognize your faces. Also, I'm a school clown, so I'm pretty sure that even if I tell the police about this, they will not believe me."

"My reputation is not good really. Either in school or outside," I added.

I felt the woman's gaze upon me, looking at me with a sympathetic look. That gave me a positive feeling, but why do I feel insulted at the same time? Do I really look like a clown that she didn't need to check whether I'm telling the truth or not?

A-anyway… I was hoping she would agree to release me.

However, her reply froze me.

"Sorry, but that's not happening. We can't release you after knowing of our existence."

"Wha—!"

Tip tap tip tap…

I heard heavy footsteps coming closer. When I looked past the woman, I saw one of the twins approaching us. Then from inside his suit, I noticed him taking out an object that looks like… a pistol?!

Seeing that, my heartbeat running wilder than before as though trying to carve a hole in my chest to escape on its own.

Heartless heart!