Don't Act Like You're My Father!

Chapter 73 - Don't Act Like You're My Father!

"What, is it time to introduce myself now?

"Everyone around us has died and turned into zombies."

"Do you think this is a game?"

"We will all die!"

"Damn it! What the fuck, senpai? Miyamoto, if you don't repeat a grade, you will be in the same grade as her."

Saya shouted as if she were losing control of her emotions. 

Sometimes, she criticized the entire group, and sometimes Rei.

"Takagi, are you alright?" 

Rei looked at Saya worriedly. 

The Saya she knew wouldn't say those words at all.

"Haha! What can you do!!?"

"I'm a genius!! I'm simply better than all of you!!"

"I'll die, so will you!"

Saya gritted her teeth and shouted.

Those words appeared quite ugly, but no one blamed her.

The peaceful life had suddenly turned into an apocalypse, with mindless creatures like zombies everywhere. 

Few people could bear this change.

It was normal for a person to lose their mind.

Shizuka had a melancholic expression on her face.

As the school nurse, she had witnessed too many students getting bitten and transforming into bloodthirsty monsters.

Others also appeared frightened compared to the lighthearted atmosphere from a moment ago.

Mahiro frowned.

PTSD.

Post-traumatic stress disorder is a common psychological phenomenon in life.

It occurred after a person experienced or witnessed a life-threatening event, and almost all people who went through such an event would feel great pain, often causing individuals to feel extreme fear, dread, and helplessness.

Symptoms could also be large or small.

In such times, it was easy to have thoughts of giving up.

Saeko couldn't bear to look at this scene and was ready to step forward to comfort Saya.

It was just that someone's speed was faster than hers.

Mahiro stood up from his seat and walked straight over to Saya.

SLAP!

Mahiro slapped Saya directly, causing the already unstable Saya to be stunned on the spot.

"Stop pretending to be insane in front of me!" 

Mahiro coldly gazed at Saya.

"Hey, you are too much!" 

Seeing Saya being slapped, Takashi couldn't sit still and wanted to intervene to stop Mahiro.

"Too much?" 

"Then tell me! What happens if zombies hear her screams."

"You know the consequences, don't you!"

Mahiro glanced at him and sneered.

Takashi wanted to speak but stopped when he met Mahiro's cold gaze. 

Takashi once again recalled Mahiro's hateful slap.

Compared to the hateful slap Mahiro gave him, the slap Saya received was nothing at all.

Mahiro focused on Saya again. 

"Fear? Dread? Helplessness? Do you think you're the only one feeling it?"

Mahiro pointed to the eleven people he had rescued. 

"Which of them didn't go through great changes in their lives, and which one didn't pass through the gates of hell?"

"Why aren't they going crazy?"

"Mhmm, Genius? You're more like a trash!"

"Um... sir, that's a bit too harsh to say," Shizuka, the school nurse, said meekly.

"Too harsh?" Mahiro snorted. 

"It's not too harsh. If she can't overcome this... then..."

"Remember, these things will become common in the future. If you can't adapt, get rid of yourself as soon as possible."

"After all, we don't want someone to get in our way of survival!"

Mahiro patted Saya on the shoulder, then turned around and returned to his chair to sit down.

"Mahiro is telling the truth. If she can't adapt, then she will die sooner or later."

"Instead of dying of fear, overcoming it as soon as possible is better!" 

Saeko interrupted Shizuka before she could say anything else. Saya frowned and stared at Mahiro stubbornly. 

She then gritted her teeth and said.

"Who said I couldn't adapt? It's just that I was confused and said those words subconsciously."

"And you, big guy! I will pay you back sooner or later for slapping me."

"Ohh, I look forward to it!" Mahiro said. 

"Anyway, go wash your face first. It's uncomfortable to have blood on your cheeks."

"Don't act like you're my father!"

Saya arrogantly turned around and walked to the sink. She turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face.

Takashi looked at this scene with an unsightly expression. 

Saya didn't even glance at him as he stood up to speak for her, which made him feel like an outsider.

He dejectedly sat down where he was before.

"That went well." 

Saeko walked up to Mahiro and gazed at him, her beautiful eyes filled with emotion.

"I didn't expect you to be very good at persuading people, although your methods are a little intense."

"It was all for greater good." 

Mahiro sighed and looked at Saya, who was washing her face.

She glared at him again, but Mahiro pretended not to see her.

"What do we do next?" 

Saeko asked.

"There is no specific plan for the time being."

"What about you? What was your plan before?" 

Of course, Mahiro had other plans.

Naturally, killing zombies and rescuing survivors to complete the system quests.

"I came to the faculty room to get the car keys at Marikawa-sensei's request." 

Saeko answered frankly.

"So, Ready to drive away from school?" 

Mahiro raised his eyebrows slightly.

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