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HOTD: Surviving Uzumaki Style

High school was already a challenge, now he had to deal with a zombie apocalypse, one in which he would have to give it his all, although that didn't mean he couldn't have fun in the process. . . . . . . . Traslation to English

pOtOtO53 · 漫画同人
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Chapter 058

While he appreciated the born skill that the swordswoman had.

She was lost in her own world, a world in which she felt intoxicated with pleasure at the way she finished off her enemies.

The breaking of his bones.

The blood that splashed.

The falling of their dejected bodies.

However, all that euphoria from the battle ended when she saw something that left her cold.

Children.

Several of them.

" I... I can't" her hands lost their grip on her sword, as she looked into the empty eyes of those children who, growling, lunged at her.

Luckily she was pushed aside, and Naruto raised the gun to fire.

These were no longer children, they were little soulless monsters.

Seako shuddered at the gunshot, stunned, she was taken by his hand and dragged by the Uzumaki, who ran to the nearest place where they could hide.

The gunshot had been the trigger for the infected to leave aside the noise of the engine to go towards them.

Seeing that he didn't have many options, Naruto ran to a Shinto shrine. Once they were inside, he blocked the only entrance with a thick wooden board over the door securing it in place.

Running back and forth, he made sure no one was inside, and looking out a small window, he sighed as he saw all the gathered undead, now prowling the area.

Being night, they didn't have much to do anymore.

Seako, for his part, had found some ceremonial candles that were used for this type of temples, he lit one of them right in the middle of the room, to give them some light.

"A Hachiman temple" Naruto stared at the painting on the wall of the god of war in the Shinto culture, he knew little or nothing about the religion, what he did know was that people came to these types of places and left offerings.

And he found one.

A Samurian sword more than a meter long, with a black handle and equally dark sheath, sliding the blade out of the sheath, he looked at the edge impressed, it was the first time he had a real katana in his hands.

Still, he knew who would put it to best use.

"This will do better than the Bokken," he offered as he took the wooden sword for himself and left the katana before the girl who stared at her, "Or if you want we can play rock, paper, scissors for who will use it."

She had to smile at his childish request, she knew it was just a childish joke to raise his spirits, it seemed like he always knew what to say to make her smile.

Moving the sword to the side, she motioned for her to sit across from him, the candlelight illuminating their faces, "So, you're not going to ask?"

He knew what she meant by her question, "You must have had your reasons, not everyone is passionate about the idea of hitting children with a sword, and if you do, you have a problem, like the old lady at the orphanage who used to hit me with that." damn rule"

Unable to help it, she gave a light laugh, "I guess so," she murmured softly, running her fingers carefully over the katana at her side, she gave a soft sigh, "If you don't mind... I just don't want to talk about it." "

"Only if you want senpai"

"Call me by my name... please"

"Si Seako"

"Do you know who you are Naruto?"

"..." I didn't know what kind of question that was, but seeing the look she had, I expected a sincere and true answer, "I am who I am, and although sometimes that brings me problems, I will never stop being that, because I like it." who I am"

He didn't change his boy when the women at the orphanage told him he was loud and stubborn.

He didn't change in elementary school by never letting anyone insult him and being put down by teachers, who saw him as a hopeless case that deserved to be expelled.

He wouldn't change now, being the first to jump into danger when someone dear to him was in danger. Even if it cost him his life.

"..." She smiled at the confidence in the Uzumaki's eyes, "He envied you."

"¿Eh?"

"Because you are who you are all the time, you never have to wear a mask." Carefully she ran her fingers over his face, his face delicate and sharp, features that made him the envy of so many girls and the attention of so many boys, " I am Seako Busujima, the kendo captain who will have a glorious future as a great swordswoman who will continue the samurai line of my family, I have to be elegant, gentle, helpful and happy to have the life that many others would kill to have, and I tried to being what others want me to be for so long, that I don't even know who I really am."

"..." Naruto stared at the girl who was opening a facet that he never thought he would see, he didn't know what to say to make her feel better, "Well... the real you must still be inside you, one will never lose that, in the end it will always be comes out"

"That's true," his face became hard as stone and his voice cold as ice, something that would make many tense and even intimidated, "Four years ago... I was attacked on the street at night, the... attempt rape me"

"..." he was shocked, he definitely had not expected a revelation like that, and as for her, many would think that she would appear angry, sad or even disgusted, however what he saw was a dark smile.

"I had a practice sword with me, I let him approach me and think he had control, he would think I was terrified and wouldn't do anything... in just a second I had knocked him down"

"..." Naruto noticed how his smile seemed to grow, as he clenched his fists until his knuckles went blank.

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