Bitchiness

With Michael's warning, things are justifiably tense, so he elects to go use the bathroom now that the girls were finished with it. Baths in Skyrim were few and far between, which is another reason that he'd decided to live in Winterhold College... It had showers, baths, and other modern facilities that one would usually take for granted... Only, no toilet paper, sadly.

The other two guys follow him in as he's stripping off his ebonthread robes and ebony armour, his sense of modesty had long been beaten out of him... Quite literally when you consider his stint as a slave under Sheffield. So he wasn't as shy as you'd expect a modern Englishman would be.

"So, how do these Japanese baths work?" Michael asks, standing unabashedly with his full junk exposed, "I've seen them before but never used them... We shower first and then bathe, right?"

Takashi recovers quicker than Kohta, "Yeah... Hey, could we maybe, try on your stuff?" he asks, glancing at the armour discarded onto the floor. "Unless you've got more stored in that book?"

Michael shakes his head, "I'm not letting another guy and his ball-sweat-juice swear my shit. I'll give you the football sports pads that I stole, but that's it." he says, not really wanting them in the first place... They were useless to him, and he'd only taken them because he could.

Takashi nods, "T-that would be great..."

...

"So, could you teach us magic?"

"No."

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Soon enough, the group are reconvened in the living room with meals prepared by the girls, meals gifted to them by Michael after Saya kept moaning on about it... To be fair, he was kind of responsible for their plight though...

Saya had managed to get the radio up and running, allowing them to listen in on the occurrences around the city, they hear about the bridge not too far from the apartment... Apparently the police and military were cooperating to get all the survivors onto it so that they could easily defend it.

Michael was pretty sure it'd get overrun soon enough, but Rei was very insistent that they head there as her father was a detective for the police. The rest of the group disagreed for various reasons though...

Saya was the first to argue, explaining that the zombies were attracted by sound... From the balcony, they could see the bridge in the distance, along with the hundreds of people trying to get across it, the sirens, the occasional helicopter... All in all, it'd be suicide to go there with the racket they were making.

This, had Rei seething, the girl deciding to use her relationship with Takashi to anger Saya by hugging his arm.

From what Michael could tell, Saya was Takashi's childhood friend and held feelings for him, yet Takashi held feelings for Rei, who was dating his best friend until he got zombified...

Michael rubs his face as the girls bitch and bickers at one another, "This is a cluster fuck..." he shakes his head, "Why don't you guys just list out the places I should visit and I'll get out of your hair. Clearly, you've got all of this handled."

"W-wait! Are you really just going to leave us alone in this mess?" Saya asks as her head whips around to face him.

"I'm not your babysitter and I've already got you this far, stop being an ungrateful cunt." he spits, causing the girl to look at him askance. "I'll grab my half of the shit and drop it off here. After that, I'm gone. So just tell me where I need to be going."

...

The entire group looks conflicted at this, yet no one had any way to keep him here... Almost...

Saeko sits next to Michael while pushing her breasts into his arm as her fingers slide up the sleeve of his t-shirt, caressing his bicep. "Why are you so eager to leave? The places you want to loot aren't going anywhere, and a week is more than enough time to do what you need to."

Michael lets out a reluctant sigh and pushes the girl to the other side of the couch, "Sorry, but I'm taken. I've got a sexy elf girl waiting at home for me." he says, grinning at the thought of Tiffania's reaction to the gifts he'd gotten for her.

...

"What even is your goal here, Tahlin?" Saya asks with the others nodding, "You're not even from this world, are you?"

Michael shrugs, "I'm not. As for my goal? To put it simply, I get stronger the more shit I kill." he says, causing a few to gape, realising just how big of an opportunity their world was to him. Not to mention the sheer shock of finding an other-worlder in the same room as them.

"L-like a video game or something!?" Kohta muters.

"So you're from a fantasy world, which is why you're stealing so much technology... I'm guessing? But how do you know Japanese?" Saya continues to press.

Michael folds his arms and sits back with a playful smile, "Nunya."

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"You're dumb. We're trying to talk seriously here." Saya sighs at this poor attempt at a joke.

Unfortunately for the group, Michael couldn't bring himself to care about their plight. To help these people he'd essentially be locked into babysitting them, maybe even finding their families for them. His goal was to get as strong as possible, not recruit regular humans who may or may not cause trouble down the line. Plus, if he helped this group, he'd feel compelled to help others...

So even after an hour of trying to get answers out of him, or even an agreement to stick around to help, nothing was achieved.

With the group still undecided about their next actions, everyone went to sleep in their respective spots. The girls were in the rooms while the guys slept on the couches like slighted husbands. Michael just fell asleep in a chair he'd positioned on the balcony, giving him a good view of everything.