Just as they were about to enter the dojo, a man with a sharp nose and monkey-like cheeks emerged from an alley nearby.
Behind him were eight burly men wearing hats and trench coats, clearly not there for good.
“Saeko! Your uncle here has been waiting for quite a while.”
As soon as Saeko Busujima saw her uncle’s face, the desire for slaughter hidden in her blood stirred, ready to erupt at any moment.
Shiro patted her shoulder: “Don’t rush, Saeko. You go in first and get the katana. I’ll guard here.”
“Mhm!”
Saeko Busujima ignored her uncle, not even bothering to change her shoes, and quickly went to the secret compartment where her father hid the katanas, embracing both blades.
At the dojo entrance, the uncle looked at Shiro with a sinister expression.
With just a gesture, gleaming controlled weapons eagerly appeared from the dark sleeves of the trench coats beside him.
“Kid, what’s your relationship with that girl? Have you had her yet?”
“What’s it to you, old man? You should be grateful that I want Saeko to get some practice and personally finish you off. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even have the right to speak!”
The uncle’s face was full of disdain: “Just you two? Hahahaha!”
“Kid, do you know who I am?”
“No, and I don’t want to know. I’ve never had the habit of remembering dead people’s names.”
“Baka!”
The uncle’s fleshy face twitched, his eyes wide, like a demon hidden in the darkness.
Just this appearance alone could scare a group of honest people.
Coupled with the faint stench of corpses wafting from his trench coat, even thugs couldn’t bear it.
Saeko Busujima returned, clutching two katanas.
After tossing one to Shiro, she casually locked the door.
Clearly, even she didn’t take this uncle seriously.
The uncle was so angry he laughed, then roared with a sinister face: “Chop the man into mincemeat, but leave the woman alive. I want to personally verify if she’s still a virgin.”
At his command, the previously empty street filled with shambling zombies, all of them local residents.
After receiving the order, they rushed madly towards the two.
“Grandma Hanako? Sister Hongdie?”
At the very front of the zombies, two faces Saeko Busujima knew intimately made her blood boil.
After her father’s death, she had received much care from this mother and daughter.
Though not blood relatives, a deep bond of affection existed between them.
“Hahahaha, seeing some familiar faces, eh? How about it, surprised?”
“You dog! I will kill you today.”
Saeko Busujima drew her katana, its gleaming blade radiating killing intent.
The uncle’s face was twisted in a sinister grin.
The little girl was just too young.
She didn’t realize that these people, after turning into zombies, felt no pain.
Unless their brains were shattered, they wouldn’t die.
Once her blade got stuck in a zombie’s chest or bones, the zombies could restrain her.
Hehehehe~!
Her uncle vaguely recalled that the last time he saw her, this girl was only five years old, just a tiny tot.
He didn’t expect her to have grown so much in the blink of an eye.
Slurp~!
Her uncle licked his lips.
He was looking forward to his imagined scenario coming true.
However, Saeko Busujima took two steps to build momentum, and her speed suddenly increased.
The blade of her katana reflected the moonlight, and in a flash, there were countless afterimages.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Heads were either split in half or flew into the air.
Amidst the spraying of foul-smelling, dark blood, Saeko Busujima had already reached her uncle.
What the hell.
When did this girl become so fierce?
He frantically stretched out his hand, pointing at Saeko Busujima: “What are you still looking at? Hurry up! Kill them, kill them all!”
The eight men in trench coats who had followed her uncle out of the alley immediately charged towards Saeko Busujima upon hearing the command.
For a moment, blades flashed, and the world seemed to darken.