Yuto carefully inspected the equipment he carried with him.
After making sure there were no problems, he was the first to take the lead and walk out the door.
Seeing the big shot leading them take the initiative, the students in the classroom finally mustered up their courage and nervously left the classroom one after another.
What entered their eyes was an empty, deathly silent corridor.
The mangled remains of the infected lay scattered everywhere.
The sticky black bloodstains left on the floor seemed to silently tell of how dangerous the battle had been.
As everyone advanced, the expressions on their faces kept changing.
From slight surprise at first, they gradually turned into intense shock.
“These infected…
were actually killed by Yuto-kun and Yukinoshita-san?!”
“So many…
there are too many of them.
How could the two of them possibly have done this?!”
“As expected of Yuto-kun.
He’s too strong…
He actually brought a girl with him and still managed to solo-clear the school building!”
The people in the group looked at the “battle achievements” created by Yuto and Yukino in disbelief.
Even those who were unwilling to believe it confirmed the truth from the blade marks left on the infected remains and the holes where arrows had been pulled out.
“Yukino…
is actually this incredible.”
Walking at the very back of the group, Hayato’s eyes were filled with shock.
He had originally thought that all of these zombies’ deaths were Yuto’s work alone.
But looking at those arrow holes, the blond-haired guy understood that Yukino had not merely been standing on the side as decoration.
She had also contributed a great deal.
In his memories, that cold and indifferent little girl gradually overlapped with the beautiful figure ahead of him wearing a military vest.
Hayato’s eyes grew slightly dazed.
Before he knew it, that young little girl had also grown to this extent.
“Yukinoshita Yukino…”
Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Yukinoshita Yukino’s back, her hands unconsciously clenching in secret.
As long as one was human, one would have a desire to compare.
Compared with the decisive Yukino, it seemed that she herself had already lost far too much from the very beginning.
Utaha knew Yukino’s reputation.
They had long since become a hot topic of discussion within the school.
Some busybodies had even given the two of them related nicknames.
Yukino’s nickname was the “Ice Queen.”
As for hers…
it was “Top Student.” Together, they were listed as the school’s two great beauties.
Although Kasumigaoka Utaha disliked this sort of boring comparison, when it came to opponents, she possessed an extraordinary competitive spirit.
Especially since…
Yuto valued Yukino greatly.
That made Utaha feel faintly uncomfortable deep down.
She also wanted his recognition.
Earlier, she had been wrong.
But she no longer wanted to keep making mistake after mistake.
…
After leaving the classroom, Yuto led everyone back to the top floor of the school building.
Earlier, there had still been some snacks in the principal’s office that they had not had time to take away.
Now that there were more people, they could have everyone carry some.
After finding food and water, everyone’s depressed mood recovered slightly, and their awe toward Yuto’s command grew even stronger.
In the teachers’ office, someone found a map of the school, as well as a city map.
“So the school we’re in is called Berkeley High School…
and this city is called Oak City, named for its abundance of high-quality oak trees.”
Hayato sat in an office chair and muttered to himself.
He tried to analyze the possibility that the entire city of Oak had fallen.
“From this Oak Town travel brochure, it’s obvious that this is a first-tier city in America.”
“Just like Washington and Philadelphia in reality, it’s an important city on the same level as them.”
“This city has a total area of around 1,030 square kilometers and a population of over six million.
It directly influences the global economy and finance, making it an extremely developed city.”
“The calendar beside us shows that the date is the end of November.
There’s still electricity in the office right now…
so I’ll make a bold guess.
Even in the worst-case scenario, it shouldn’t have been more than a week since this city completely collapsed.”
“Perhaps we can find other survivors in this world…
If we’re lucky, we might even be able to find military forces that haven’t evacuated yet.”
Hearing Hayato’s optimistic tone, everyone’s spirits could not help but rise.
“…”
Yuto stood to the side without saying a word.
He felt that the other party’s thoughts were far too naive.
Leaving aside the famously characteristic way American officials handled things…
Assuming this city…
had truly lost control completely like in a zombie movie…
Then the military definitely would not allow the contamination to spread unchecked.
There was a very high chance they would cut off the limb to save the body, painfully sacrificing the city for the sake of humanity.
In the worst case…
it might even end up like in Resident Evil.
To stop the spread of infection, the government might drop a nuclear bomb on the city, completely eliminating any possibility of the outbreak spreading outward.
However, looking at everyone’s excited expressions, he did not ruin the mood by voicing his thoughts.
Terrible situations had been happening one after another, leaving the string in everyone’s hearts tense at every moment.
Every person was under tremendous psychological pressure.
And Yuto still needed these human sandbags to carry his weapons out of here.
Right now, he absolutely could not let everyone lose hope.
“Looks like…
our battle with those monsters is destined to be unavoidable…”
Sawanaga Taisuke looked at the densely packed horde of corpses outside the window, fear in his eyes as he muttered in a low voice.
This thick-headed guy, however, was someone who could not read the room.
With just a few simple words, he destroyed the atmosphere that Hayato had finally managed to build up.
“Taisuke…
I’m so scared…”
Itou Makoto looked out the window and felt his blood pressure spike.
His vision went black, and both his legs trembled nonstop, as if he were about to faint on the spot.
Makoto’s courage was not exactly great.
Making him kill a single zombie was already as difficult as ascending to heaven, let alone having him take the risk of charging out with the group.
“Makoto, don’t be scared…
I’ll protect you!”
Although Taisuke was not exactly a good person, he was still decent toward his friends.
Hearing this, he patted his friend’s shoulder and struck a pose to show off his muscles.