Night deepened, and the blood mist arrived as scheduled once again, dyeing the world outside the window a strange dark red.
“Thump!”
“Thump!
Thump!”
Dull thudding sounds came from outside the iron door, regular and persistent.
But this time, neither of the two people inside the Dormitory felt any tension.
Akira lay on the lower bunk, resting with his eyes closed, while Takagi Saya irritably turned over on the upper bunk, the metal bunk bed letting out a slight creak.
The thudding sounds outside the door reminded her of the monsters’ rotten faces and the dark bloodstains splashed on her body during the day.
An unbearable sticky feeling enveloped her again, making her feel as if unseen insects were crawling all over her.
She couldn’t stand it anymore, so she hugged the large bag she had scavenged today and quietly climbed down.
Most of the monsters in this area were low-level monsters, and the reinforced iron door was enough to cope with the night attacks.
After an unknown amount of time, the thudding stopped.
Rustling sounds came from the upper bunk.
Takagi Saya, hugging the large bag she had scavenged today, quietly climbed down.
She glanced at Akira, who seemed to be asleep, a hint of relief flashing across her face, then tiptoed into the small bathroom that came with the Dormitory.
A moment later.
“Bang!”
The bathroom door was yanked open.
Takagi Saya, wrapped in a bath towel, stood at the doorway with an incredulous expression, her pretty face flushed crimson.
“What…
what is this thing!”
Akira opened his eyes and looked inside the bathroom.
The scene inside could only be described as dilapidated.
The faucet was rusty, and the mirror had a chipped corner.
The showerhead was nowhere to be found, leaving only a bare pipe sticking out of the wall, with a strand of unknown black lint hanging from it.
The entire space was filled with a stale, moldy smell.
“What’s wrong?”
“This thing is completely unusable!” Takagi Saya stomped her foot in anger.
She had just tried to turn on the faucet, but only a pile of rust fell off, and there was no water at all from the showerhead.
She irritably opened the chat channel, wanting to see if she was the only one with such bad luck.
[West District – Building 2: Damn!
I want to use the bathroom, but the toilet is completely clogged!
Does this game even want us to live?]
[East District – Building 1: Stop yelling, the guy above.
I just asked; all the facilities in the Dormitory—beds, cabinets, bathrooms—require Survival Points to upgrade if you want to use them, otherwise they’re just for show.]
[North District – Building 4: Is that for real?
How many points does it take to upgrade?
I barely managed to save up 2 points.]
[East District – Building 1: I don’t know.
Either way, I don’t have the points, so I’ll just have to endure it for now.]
Seeing this message, Takagi Saya’s face alternated between pale and flushed.
“Even taking a shower requires Survival Points!”
She didn’t have a single Survival Point right now; she had spent them all on strengthening her attributes.
She turned her head and looked at Akira, who was lying on the bed resting with his eyes closed.
She approached him wrapped in her bath towel, arms crossed over her chest, brow furrowed.
The towel was wrapped tightly around her body as she paced back and forth in front of Akira’s bed, struggling internally.
In Akira’s perception, his bed suddenly sank slightly, and a figure leaned over beside him.
“Is something the matter?” Opening his eyes, Akira saw Takagi Saya gazing intently at him, her sexy curves fully visible in the bath towel wrapped around her.
Seeing Akira open his eyes, Takagi Saya’s face flushed slightly, and she shrunk her neck.
“Akira…
do you have any Survival Points left?” The sticky feeling on her body was driving her crazy.
“You didn’t shower yesterday.
Is your body uncomfortable?”
Akira looked at her conflicted expression and didn’t speak, simply opening the upgrade panel for the Dormitory.
[Bathroom (Level 0): A dilapidated bathroom that cannot be used.]
[Upgrade Requirement: 2 Survival Points.]
[After Upgrade: Unlocks basic shower and toilet functions, provides clean water source daily.]
[Subsequent showers require one Survival Point to exchange for every 50L of water consumed.]
“From…
from a strategic perspective of team survival, a usable sanitary facility is crucial for maintaining the physical health and mental state of the members.” She adjusted her non-existent glasses and analyzed it seriously.
“Not cleaning for a long time easily breeds bacteria and leads to infections.
In the apocalypse, even a minor illness can be fatal.”
Akira looked at her without speaking.
Takagi Saya felt a bit unnerved by his gaze, and her voice involuntarily grew quieter.
“So…
I think we should prioritize investing resources into upgrading the bathroom.
This, this is entirely so we can survive better, not because I personally want to take a shower or anything, do you understand?”
“I understand.” Akira nodded and sat up.
He looked at the girl’s face, which was feigning calmness, but whose ears were already flushed red.
The fact that she had found a pile of excuses to explain wanting to take a shower made him feel she was somewhat cute.
Is this what a standard tsundere character is like?
“Understood.”
With a thought, he brought up the upgrade panel.
[Do you wish to consume 2 Survival Points to upgrade the ‘Bathroom’ to Level 1?]
“Yes.”
The moment the words left his mouth, a soft white light suddenly lit up inside the bathroom.
The two of them looked inside simultaneously.
They saw the dilapidated walls and floor being washed by the light; the dirt and mold stains disappeared rapidly as if wiped away by an eraser.
The shattered mirror was restored to its original state, the rusty faucet became as bright as new, and a brand-new showerhead grew out from the end of the bare pipe.
The whole process took only a few seconds.
[Bathroom upgrade successful!]
[Level 1 Bathroom: Basic functions unlocked.]
[Automatically deducted one Survival Point to exchange for 50L of water for washing.]
A breath of fresh air wafted from the bathroom, dispelling the originally stuffy atmosphere in the room.
Takagi Saya stared blankly at the brand-new bathroom, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“This time…
this time I owe you!
But even so, you are not allowed to peek!!” Then, like she was running away, she grabbed her things, “whooshed” inside, and slammed the door shut with a “bang.”
Soon, the sound of rushing water came from inside.
Although he could glimpse that curve through the frosted glass, Akira had no intention of peeking at the girl showering.
After upgrading the bathroom, he remembered that he also had a smell of sweat on him; two days of fighting had indeed left him without any cleaning.
It seemed that in this survival game, besides the essential water and food resources, other daily necessities had to be prepared, such as toilet paper, clean clothes, and toiletries.
The supplies in the small convenience store were really limited, and the variety wasn’t enough; he still needed to find a way to locate a large supermarket or shopping mall.
Before long, Takagi Saya came out of the bathroom.
The girl, having washed her body clean, had already put on her clothes inside.
Her damp hair no longer held its previous twin-tail style, but hung straight down over her shoulders.
“I’m done washing, you go wash.” Takagi Saya, having just showered, seemed to have trouble seeing clearly; she squinted as she walked, and after only a few steps, her foot kicked the ladder, and she bumped into Akira.
“Ehh!!!!!”
Her soft, rounded curves were pressed against Akira’s thigh, and half of Takagi Saya’s body was draped over Akira.
“Glasses, glasses…!”
Takagi Saya’s glasses were on the wooden table beside the bed.
Akira pushed Takagi Saya up with one hand, took the glasses, and handed them to her.
“Really, that was a huge help!” Putting on her glasses in a flurry, Takagi Saya’s vision finally cleared, but soon her face flushed red again.
“Wha…
what’s going on!”
Her body was lying on Akira’s thigh, and directly in her line of sight was his “proud and upright” bulge through his pants.
She immediately backed away a few steps.
“A normal physiological reaction, haven’t you seen one before?” Akira was quite indifferent.
After his body became stronger, all aspects of his organs had normalized, and he didn’t find it surprising at all.
After all, the girl had been rubbing against him just now; it would be strange if he didn’t react.
“You can actually say that so calmly?!” Akira’s flat tone made Takagi Saya, who had been extremely shy, show a look of helplessness on her face.
Indeed, after all, they were a man and a woman alone, and they were still in one Dormitory.
Daily friction was inevitable, so this situation was perfectly normal.
The girl curled up a few steps away, still hugging her chest as she spoke, “Let’s get this straight!
Although I can understand, don’t you dare expect me to help you solve it!!”
“…What are you thinking?” Akira’s eyelid twitched.
Is this how 2D people react?
“I’m going to take a shower.” He replied with annoyance and pushed open the bathroom door.
At the doorway, Takagi Saya blushed and thought for a moment, ultimately deciding to climb onto her own bed and find the largest pair of underwear from the bag.
“Hey, remember to wear something when you come out!” She pushed the door open a small crack and handed the underwear inside.
Through the crack, the girl stole one more glance at that “proud and upright” bulge, then quickly shut the door and ran back to her bed.
“So scary!”
An adolescent girl has strong curiosity about the body of her cohabitant.