At Highschool of the dead in the apocalypse

"Hmm~ What a headache, the phone at the police station can't get through, and even if those people are treated, they will still die if they are bitten, and they will be resurrected when they die, just like in a horror movie. Twisting

her plump and colorful body back and forth in the infirmary, Shizuka Jukawa, who was a little dazed, rummaged through the medicines that could be used.

Looking at the classmate who had died tragically under the knife, Shizuka Jukawa tapped her pink lips and muttered a little distressed.

"Maybe there was an accident outside, otherwise there wouldn't be no rescue and notification. Leaning

on the hospital bed, Poison Island Tsuneko took a wet towel and gently wiped the dark red blood stains on the knife, not caring at all about the inhuman-shaped corpse under his feet, as well as the blood flowing everywhere, looking at Shizuka Teacher who was rummaging through the cabinets, Poison Island Tsuneko said his guess.

Hearing Hiroko's reply, Shizuka Jukawa turned around, causing a wave of turbulence, and was not afraid of the disgusting disgusting corpse at Hiroko's feet, still thanking Hiroko for the rescue with a smile.

"I haven't thanked him yet

, but I'm glad that I'm in a hurry, otherwise I'll ......" said that he seemed to be a little scared in the back, and patted his chest gently, but the rabbit's trembling movements and the smile on his face made people feel no trace of fear at all, but were full of color.

"It's okay, but I'm glad I didn't go far, and I'm sure I'll always come here to look for me.

When Tsukashi heard Shizuka-sensei's thanks, a smile appeared on her beautiful and beautiful pretty face, and she shook her head gently.

Turning his head to look at the zombies gathered outside, he clenched the white oak knife in his hand.

It's not that Poison Island Tsuko doesn't want to leave here with Jukawa Shizuka, it's not difficult to use Poison Island Tsuko's force value to fight these zombies outside who are moving slowly and haven't gathered together.

Even with Shizuka-sensei, who is not easy to move, it won't take much effort, but not yet, not until Jing Haoyong comes over.

Because the only place in the school where Yong could know where she might be was was the infirmary and the kendo hall, Yong saw her enter the infirmary with his own eyes, so the most likely thing was to return to the infirmary immediately after finding out that something was wrong with the school.

Poison Island Tsuko, who knows Naga's thoughts completely in her heart, doesn't want to go out and mess around to cause trouble for Yong, although it is not her character to sit and wait for death, but she is more afraid of putting Yong in danger because of her own reasons.

"Ah?Will Yong come too?That's great, I'll go get some medicine again, hehe~"

Shizuka Jukawa, who had already been about to clean up, heard the words of the child, and suddenly became no longer afraid, and the little panic that was originally hidden in her heart immediately disappeared without a trace, and she patted her little hand with some excitement, and began to walk back and forth with a huge plumpness.

Seeing that Shizuka Teacher was not nervous at all, as if he had invisibly dispelled the uneasiness in Tsuneko's heart, he slowly stood up, and looked at the zombies that were getting closer and closer outside the window, Poison Island Tsunzo raised the wooden knife in his hand and put on an attacking posture.

......

"Takashiro-san, what are we doing here? I think ......

" "Shut up, be quiet for me, go lock the door, don't let those guys come over for me." "

Hey!"

"Gao Cheng-san, it's locked, it's locked.

"Are you going to use these as weapons?"

Hirano Toda asked Saya Takashiro, who was standing at the table with a thin waist, as he looked at the various tools on the table, including vices, nail guns, knives, and many other things.

Saya Takajo shook the pink double ponytail behind him and snorted softly, took a few steps back, and said contemptuous words in a unique crisp girlish voice.

"Aren't you a military warrior house, then you should have seen some similar action movies

, right?" "Then you should be able to transform this into a suitable weapon, right?" Holding Ying Yingyi's waist with both hands, Saya Takashiro stretched out his finger and pointed to the nail gun on the table, and said to Hirano Toda.

"Air nail gun, do you usually watch movies?"

Hirano Toda picked up the red nail gun on the table and looked it up and down, but asked about Saya Takashihiro's hobby.

"Hah, don't say useless words, I'm a genius, of course I know more, you can get it quickly!" Saya

Takajo seemed to be a little embarrassed to shake his body, and then urged Hirano Toda to speed up the time with his little tiger teeth, and the footsteps of the zombies outside could already be heard here.

"Well, yes.

"There is still a gas canister with enough nails and a weight of ......"

Seeing that Hirano at the table was transforming the nail gun, Saya Takashihiro, who had originally wanted to urge, listened to the slamming door of the room, and quickly swallowed the words in his mouth, carrying the table and chair back and forth against the door.

"Hurry up, I'm coming in. Biting the little tiger teeth, Saya Takajo held the table against the door with both hands, feeling the huge force coming from outside, and urging the plain who was drumming behind him with some unsupport.

Bang~Bang~ Bang!

In the face of the increasing force on the table, Saya Takashiro, who had almost bitten off the tiger's teeth, couldn't hold on anymore, and was directly broken into by the zombies outside.

And Saya Takashiro was also bounced out by the sudden increase in force.

"No, don't!" Sitting

on the ground and ignoring the pain in his buttocks, looking at the large number of zombies pouring in, Saya Takashihiro's usually arrogant face was no longer calm.

Looking at the zombies getting closer and closer, smelling the disgusting stench of 'them', Saya Takashiro who had tears in his eyes sat on the ground and kept retreating, shouting loudly at Hirano Toda, who was still busy on the side.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Saya

Takashihiro, who was already stiff with fright, stopped when he looked at the zombie who had stretched out his hand to him, rubbed the tears in the corners of his eyes, looked up at the nail that had been shot into most of the zombie's forehead, exhaled lightly, and then scolded Hirano Toda angrily.

"Why are you so slow, shoot them all to death

!" "Understood!"

With a muffled sound, the zombies who entered the house fell with nails from their heads under the aim of Hirano Toda with a nail gun.

Looking at the several corpses that had fallen in the room, Saya Takashihiro, who had been confirmed to be safe, leaned on the table a little weakly, took a deep breath, and calmed his little heart that was about to jump out of his chest.

"Takashiro-san, are you okay?"

Hirano Toda, who had already checked all the corpses, walked over, looked at Saya Takashiro's pale face, and asked about the situation with some concern.

"You said there was something, go and put away the gas tank and nails on the table!" Saya

Takajo, who was trying to calm down, was furious when he heard the ink fat boy's inquiry.

I was a little angry when I thought that I was almost dead just now, so I stared at this guy fiercely with amber eyes, and instructed Hirano Toda in a very unfriendly tone.

Hirano, who knew what had made Takashiro angry, touched his hair a little embarrassed, and turned around to clean up the things on the table.