» LOW QUALITY Machine Translator

This is a LOW QUALITY MACHINE TRANSLATION done by me who is not even that good at English/Japanese.
I will just try my best to translate it because I want to read it myself, and continue posting it here.
It would be nice if someone could help me make it more smooth/readable.

36 「Food supply」

There were seven men who went to secure food and their age was various.

The youngest, blonde highlights hair, ponytail man was about the same as Yusuke, others are older.


「Nii-chan have got a guts.」


After introducing himself, the leader’s man said so, Yusuke responded to it with an ambiguous attitude.

Because it was not attacked by a zombie, there was neither a guts nor a shit. For men it was a death action, but for Yusuke it was just like go for a walk. But he didn’t know what would happen if he came across the intelligent zombies.

While going underground to get out the vehicle, Yusuke observed each person implicitly. Originally they seemed to be the men of the same company, the man who seemed to be a leader was called the president from other members.

The car that parked in a dark underground parking lot was a box-shaped truck with a transport company’s logo written on a silver body, and two long vans. There seemed to be one more, but that was a baggage holder.

The long body of van was bumped against the wall many times, so the body was dented and the paint was peeling off. There was also a crack in the side window, but many of steel bars were welded to the frame from above, it looked like a prison. It is similar to the front desk, like the armored car or the escort car.

After the simple meeting at the place, two people got on the truck and the rest took on the two vans. Yusuke was in the van.

He threw weapons in the car, preparing for departure, the voice of one of his group rose up.


「Someone’s coming.」


At that word, everyone stopped moving.

Along with footsteps, a slight of light approached.

What appeared from the darkness was a college student who wearing glasses. He stopped when everyone was looking at, but after the silence passed several seconds, the glasses guy opened his mouth.


「A, ano.」



The leader answered.


「Can I go, too?」



The leader gave a puzzled expression.

The man is also delicate and didn’t have much ambition. He did not look like a human being who could handle a serious problem.


「I’m happy to hear that, but… are you okay? You are going to fight with zombies though.」


The man hesitated for a moment but he said it clearly.


「I want to help.」

「Well…. Then I’ll ask. Your name is?」

「I’m Onodera.」

「Good. Alright, Onodera-kun. Ask Sasaki, at the front. Kudo follows two of us here. 」


A man called Sasaki gently noded and walked toward the other van. He was a man in his 30s who stood next to a leader in the hall. Short black-haired, physique was also good, there was a unique atmosphere.

The one called Kudo is a young blonde highlights ponytail man leaning against the van and looking down Onodera thoughtlessly. Crossed his arms, frown his eyebrows,


「He was the one who was in the hall earlier. Is that really okay…..」


Toward Yusuke, there was an aggressive line of sight.

When Yusuke shrugged his shoulders, Kudo snorted and returned to preparing for departure.



The destination seemed to have been decided in advance, it was set as a logistics center a little far away. It was the destination of the route using the highway.

From the underground parking lot, the train ran slowly towards the ground.

Running ahead was three people’s van including Sasaki.

In the back, it was Yusuke and four other vans. At the end, the remaining two trucks are attached.

The rear seat of the van was folded and stored, and there was a spacious space including a loading platform. Three people peeping at the driving leader sat directly on the floor, gripped as a suspended leather like the latch of the belt on both sides.

Inside the dark car with the interior light, Kudo started talking about how to deal with zombies while wearing leather gloves in his hands.


「First thing that you need to remember for now. If a zombie comes, never open the door. Don’t go outside. Wait in the car for the counter attack. If I give you a stake. pass it to that fellow in the back. That’s all. Do you copy?」


Yusuke gazed around the line of sight and looked at some of the square pieces rolling behind. He took one of them. The length is about seventy centimeters. It seemed to be a heavy material, he felt heavy weight in his hand. To make it easier to grasp the part of the handle was rounded and the tip was sharp. A dark red stain attached here and there. Looking down on it closely,


「So this is a stake. ……Is it done only with this? Even though there are sharp edged and longs.」

「Use it outside. This is fine if you are in a car. It’s a matter of course.」



Yusuke threw a stake up behind while looking puzzled.

The leader held the steering wheel and listened to the conversation silently. There seemed to be no intention to interrupt.

Onodera, on the other hand, looked at weapons and tools that are peculiarly facing up and stacked behind. Kudo said to that appearance.


「Do you understand?」


Onodera hurriedly raised his face,


「Y, yes. I’m okay.」

「Is that so……  Anyway, I will do the unnecessary thing. I will kill you if you pull that thing out.」


Kudo did not suit his well-ordered face, and there was a dangerous atmosphere somewhere. It was the atmosphere of those who killed a lot of zombies. The Onodera tempered with its sign and his face turned pale.


「Kudo, do not scare him to much. He is an important companion.」


In the words of the leader, Kudo answered with a can-not-bear voices.

When the car entered the ground, the inside of the car got brighter with light coming in. Turned off the headlights, the van slowly went to the bridge. Whether the story passed, people who were guarding the bridge passed through the car without stopping.

Crossing the bridge and stepping into the city of zombies, the interior of the car was enveloped by the tense feeling of tightness.

The leader was running a car slowly while getting in touch with the previous van with a radio. Kudo kept his eyes open to see if zombies are popping out of buildings and sideways, and Onodera also learned from it.

In the cold air in the winter, the city was quiet. The blue sky had no clouds, but the temperature was falling. Even in the car breathing became white. For a gasoline saving, the heating was not able to be turned on.


「Where were you before you came to the city hall?」


In the question of Yusuke, the answer did not came up for a while.

After a few seconds, the leader opened his mouth.


「It’s the company’s office」

「An office. Food was well held. 」

「I was in a newly-built office where the stockpiles for employees’ earthquake disaster were also in stock warehouse…. I was lucky. When I didn’t go outside, I ran out of the second half.」

「What kind of company?」

「Construction company. It was a construction building. 」

「Hmm…… That’s good.」

「…..By what means?」

「It’s convenient. You can build a house.」

「Well, if you have materials and tools.」


The leader answered with an unexpected looks. It was a tone says that he did not think he would pay attention to such a place.


「Well, in the world today, I don’t know if there are meaning of it……」


The president’s words of the construction company were interrupted in the shadow swept across the car. It came through the bridge.

At a wide intersection, the car parked here and there. They turned right while putting a van to the gap inside. Kudo is speechless, as if the zombies are not hiding behind the stopping vehicle.

In the middle of a right turn, the van slowly stopping.


「This is impossible…….」


The mutter of the president leaked out.

Several cars collided and were a dumpling ahead of their eyes. There was also some which have turned sideways.

The van may be passed through somehow, but width is not enough for the following truck.


「Let’s detour.」


Van in the front made a contact by a radio and turned the car body.

Changing the route and proceeding about one block, the van stopped again. A reason was understood immediately. There was a convenience store.

The interior of the dark shop didn’t look bad and there was no sign of zombies. As a result of consultation on the radio, they decided to look inside.


「Leave the inside to Sasaki. Standby here. Prepare.」



Two vans was set next to the convenience store.

Kudo was preparing for interception,


「Anyway don’t go outside.」


He said without looking.

The window of the rear seat that was Yusuke’s was stuck and couldn’t open fully. Instead, a small window was installed in the center, and it was a mechanism to slide it sideways. It was about the size of the human head.

Kudo was waiting in front of the opened small window, with a long and thin iron weapon in hand.

If you look closely it was a stake that had rag clothes wrapped up to the handle with several layer, and was trimmed by a scissors. 50 centimeters long handle portion and 30 centimeters long for the blade edge.

Yusuke took a handy stake for the time, and gazed outside again.

Sasaki got off the car and was approaching the entrance of the convenience store with a sharp-edged iron pipe in hand. After him, a beard man and a hat man followed.

Three people broke open the automatic door where electricity ceased and carefully watched the situation and stepped on the foot into the inside.


(Now… what will happen)


It was a precious battle scene of humans and zombies. To watch it was also one of the purposes of this time.

There was no figure of a zombie in the part that can be seen from the outside.

Sasaki, who had been leading the way, stopped in front of the counter.

Take one drink from the nearby shelf and threw it to the floor a little far away. A dull sound of a can filled with liquid can be heard, but there was no reaction inside the store. There seemed to be no zombies behind the display case either.

When they tried to advance further, the movement of the three people ceased.

Something hit the wall, a small noises can be heard.

It came from the toilet.

Left one person at the entrance, Sasaki and another person headed for the sound. Their appearance was hidden in the fixture, it disappeared from the sight of Yusuke.


「Isn’t it better to go to support?」

「…It’s okay, keep silent.」


Kudo answered.

The interior was quiet for a while, but a sound like hitting the wall was made and suddenly became noisy. It sounded like people was rampaging in a small space.

Once again, there was a sound like something was hit again, then became quiet again.

The president listened to the radio and checked something. Facing this,


「One of them was in the restroom. seem like they already killed it.」

「I guess.」


Kudo’s voice sounds like a whistle.

But the next moment.




On the other side of the toilet, from the door of the backyard, a zombie wearing a clerk’s uniform appeared. From the neck to the bottom was dirty with dry blood.

The zombies distorted their faces and approached the man who remained at the entrance with their teeth bare.


「Sasaki, come back!」


The president shouted to the radio.

A beard man who was at the entrance avoided a zombie rush by rolling.

With the momentum of a zombie body, the shelves in which the items lined up are knocked down. A rack in which weekly magazines and manga lined jumped, and one side of the glass facing the road cracked shattered with a crushing sound that pressed in the ear. They became scattered in the sidewalk as light grains.

Sasaki, who came back in a hurry, rescued the fallen guy.

In a far place, the zombies were also about to rose from above the rack. Another zombie was appearing from the door in the back.

Yusuke noticed the surrounding air changed. Sounds was heard from around the buildings that had been resting until the previous time. It seemed that the crushing sound of the earlier made zombies woke up, and it was a dangerous atmosphere.



「I know it.」


Kudo replied shortly to Yusuke mutters.


「Break it in.」


At the president’s word.

The standing zombies was following the back of the three who ran up to the sidewalk. A van pushed into it and cut in between the zombies. Immediately afterwards, the van shook as a result of the collision of zombies.




Onodera’s screamed with no voice.

A zombie flipped on the door rolled on the street rose again and hit the small window that was open. Trying to pinched its face from among the welded iron grates and trying to bit him with a brutally shaped form.




Kudo’s clippers clasped in its mouth. He crushed its teeth, penetrated its throat, penetrated the skin of its cervical spine, and the tip jumped from the back of its neck. Red-black blood hung on the frame, the body of the zombie shaking. Then slowly stopped moving.

When Kudo put the foot on the door and pulled out the clippers, the zombie crawled down as it was, it fell down under the car body.

It was a spectacular sight that was pretty rough.


(……I see…….)


Yusuke let voice of admiration leaked in his heart.

Kudo’s duties was the same, but he felt the merit of the way of counter attacking with the car. The risk of exposing to zombies was minimal, you can attack the head which was the weak point of your opponent. If this was a street, against the zombie with the dash power, It would not easily gone like this.


「It’s coming from the rear!」


Onodera’s scream rose.

From the entrance of the next building, two zombies appeared on the sidewalk. Also on the opposite side across the road, they could see the empty figure.

The president clicked the tongue and operated a shift lever. Sasaki’s van suddenly started. After that.




The president’s shouted.

One zombie tried to face to the truck.

When Kudo started the fight from a window and provoked it, It was tempted to came inside.

This time the zombies caught in the small window, while being dragged by the car, the right hand was stretched in. Kudo hurriedly took distance to the action that scraped the inside of the van. Looking at that, Yusuke moved.

He caught the arm of the zombie that acting violently from the side and dragged it in with the power. He was wearing a jacket and gloves for the bike, so he did not have to worry about getting scratched. When the body of the zombie was pressed against the van and an unprotected part from the shoulder to the neck appeared, it did not escape the gap, and Kudo’s clippers was thrusted vigorously.

The human being’s skin is torn apart and the feeling that the neck bone is broken is transmitted from the grasping arm. That finger was struggling like a spider.




It was a bad feeling. There was no tension to be attacked by zombies, so it wasn’t possible to cheat on adrenaline. It was an uncomfortable feeling that they were holding back bastards with bare hands.

As soon as the movement became quiet, Yusuke let go. The zombie just slipped outside and fell down.




Kudo cursed a little before closed the small window.

The car line speeded up and pulled away the zombies behind, the air inside the car finally settled.


「It’s no use. Outside gathers quickly. Let’s go down the way.」

「Roger that.」


When replying lightly to Kudo’s words, he looked down at the stake that were soiled with reddish black blood, started to wipe off the cloth with a piece of cloth.

Yusuke returned the stake that was rolling near to the back and said with a comfortable tone.


「It’s a convenient method. Waiting in the car.」



Kudo stopped holding hands and was silent for a while.

He gazed toward Yusuke,


「…..Well. Things like stand straight and living like sentries, only an idiot doing that.


Kudo answered then again moving his hand.

It seemed that he was criticizing the security of the city hall.

Surely unlike barricades, you can move cars as you like. Durability was also perfect. Once you removed the seat, it was ideal as a bunker.

While the president held the steering wheel,


「They are dangerous if surrounded, but two or three of those fellows are all right. Don’t be freaked out so much.」


The gaze was facing toward Onodera who reflected in the rearview mirror.

Onodera was looking down on the direction of the zombies that had already disappeared, while holding the stake, with a lost expression of blood.

35 「Loneliness」

Makiura sat on the chair in the medical office and offered a tea, Mitsuki told the story at the supermarket.

Running away with his brother to the supermarket, they were besieging.

Yusuke appeared in the place where food ran out, and saved them.

She remained silent about the body was asked for compensation.

Then power outage occurred in the town, a man attacked just before they escaping from the supermarket.

Masaru was killed.

Yusuke helped Mitsuki who was attacked.

Mitsuki tried to kill the detained man, but she couldn’t kill him.

Instead, Yusuke did himself.

She spoke ambiguously about having had that man sacrificed for zombies.

Mitsuki thought that as a natural which he deserved , but she didn’t know what Makiura thought. She is a doctor who helps people. If that just oneself then it’s fine, she didn’t want to have an unpleasant feeling toward Yusuke.

Because of the urging Makiura, Mitsuki finishes talking about the rough flow.

Makiura had a complicated expression after listening to a story. Looking at it, Mitsuki became uneasy.


「Well, Mr. Takemura did it for us. Things like to blame…」

「…… Yeah, I do not plan to do that. Me too……」


Makiura then paused the speech.

She stare at her fingertips on her knees and keep silent.

Mitsuki was puzzled over the silence that suddenly came, but after a while Makiura raised her face as if nothing had happened.

Then smile softly,


「Even so, He seem to be a very reliable person, isn’t it? According that way of talking.」

「Ah, yes. Takemura-san is really amazing. When I didn’t understand anything and what to do, he gave me various instructions. If I did according to that, everything will be fine. Without such a thing… to think we could have been able to live at the time…」

「Is that so…..」


Makiura muttered.


「I hope you cooperate, but….」


When Mitsuki scratched his head, Makiura gave a bitter smile,


「This is because the people who came newly are people who survived in this situation. It will be very helpful if they become power. ……But, because of our mistakes, we have lost an opportunity. We must put an effort to earn the trust from now on.」

「……because of the delay in rescue?」

「Well….. Before consolidating the rescue and causing confusion…」


After said so, Makiura smiled to make her relieved.


「People of the Self Defense Forces seem to be jumping all over the place to rescue. It will come here soon so please do not worry. 」



That’s all for the conversation.



That simple grave was in the corner of the park.

There is no one around. There is only the human figure of the guard in the distance.




Mitsuki crouched in front of the grave of Masaru and was staring motionlessly.

Originally this was what Mitsuki should do.

Revenge and burial, both of them pressed against Yusuke.

If that thin man is still alive.

If the dead body of Masaru were left behind in that supermarket.

Mitsuki’s heart will not be as settled as it is now.

She would dragged by the regret and spent days blindnessly.


(I’m sorry for being useless older sister…..)


She couldn’t accept the reality yet.

The loss feeling that she lost her younger brother is strong.

However, in front of Masaru’s sleep place, Mitsuki gradually recovered herself.

Right now she must protect Takashi.

There is no protection of Yusuke anymore.

Her childhood friend Atsushi will help them without any doubt but she understand that Atsushi is forcing himself.

It is a kind of favor that she had received unconsciously once, but it is painful to continue to receive it now. It’s like unilaterally using opponents.

they say that they were childhood friends next to each other, and that doesn’t go with clear love, they had felt faint good will. She also thought that it might be such a relationship in the future.

It seems that it is already in a distant world.

There is a cold reality in front of her.




Put hands together in the front of the grave, and Mitsuki stood up.



Two days after conversation with Makiura.

That day she was in a busy morning.

Takashi’s stomachache returned, and once had vomiting. The facial expression of Makiura who palpates the belly is steep, and Mitsuki is anxious.

Before noon the whole city hall became busy.

It was because they heard that a helicopter will come.

Since Makiura was making a list of destination rescuers such as injured people and sick people, prepare for the movement accordingly. Takashi was also in it, so Mitsuki carried him herself.

The helicopter flashed before long of the scheduled time. In an uninhabited city where the bustle of the train has also gone, there were echo sounds in the sky.

The aircraft with camouflage and green camouflage revealed from the sky, the cheers rose.

While the gathered displaced people were watching, the helicopter did not land soon and was looking around the city hall while lowering altitude for safety confirmation.

Eventually the helicopter slowly lowers height. The dignified appearance became clear as it approached. It is considerably big compared with a car.

It landed on a small parking lot in the corner of the park. The wind pressure of the rotor winds up the dust on the ground and shakes the surrounding trees. Mitsuki and others were waiting in the park a little away, but the explosion and the wind pressure were intense even in that place. Since there are about ten people who can accommodate at one time in a helicopter, all the displaced people can not ride, but most people were gathering around.

The rotating speed of the rotor gradually weakens.

A co-pilot’s door opened, a self-defense officer wearing a flight jacket on camouflage clothes got off. He was covered with a black helmet, he was wearing the visor and the headset, except for his mouth, he was hiding. There was an assault rifle in black on the right hand side that he took out of the seat.

The SDF slides the door of the helicopter while being cautious of the surroundings. Cardboard was loaded with mountains inside. While doing it by hand, start beckoning by gesturing this crowd.

The other pilot is still on the cockpit. The rotor is rotating without stopping and echoing a unique low wind sound. He is waiting so that he can fly at any time.




A strange voice of Makiura leaked out.

The men rushed to the helicopter.

He carried the helicopter’s goods to a place that is a little away while being prompted by the SDF. In those boxes, letters such as food, medicines, water purifier were sprayed with a stencil. While confirming the state of its transport by the SDF officers, they set up rifles with bayonets and continue watching the surroundings.

As the chairman Mizuhashi and Makiura approached, the SDF raised the visor and began talking about something. Sometimes they shake their head and seem to be apoligizing in a couple question.

While looking at the sight at a distance, Mitsuki felt uneasy.


(For a thing as a relief resource,…… by the end of the day, isn’t everyone rescued?)


That premonition went through.

Because they couldn’t afford the fuel, they can only do one round trip today.


「Something like that…」


A voice leaks out from anyone in the explanation of Mizuhashi that came back.


「I am sorry, but I will carry ahead injured people, sick people today.」


A voice of doubt comes up to that word.


「Will the helicopters come again?」

「As for that, yes. It seems that we will advance into the city to secure fuel, so rescue will resume as soon as possible on the day after tomorrow.」

「Is that so…… If that’s the case…?」


The man who asked a question nods unwillingly.

After confirming that the field had quieted, Makiura began to order transportation. Based on the list, they will nominate each person.

Other people went back to the city hall of supplies and surrounding guards. However, the majority remains.

Many elderly people who had deteriorated disease prevalence were transported. Originally taking medicine with high blood pressure, diabetes etc., it has deteriorated considerably due to the impossible life of the past one and two months. Some people are out of physical condition due to lack of nutrition.

Although Takashi was among the top in the list, due to the number of people, attendance could not accompany. Especially for those who are unwell, only the number of people is at the mercy.

Takashi must be sent out alone. When Mitsuki hesitated to that, Makiura made a difficult face and said.


「Takashi’s diagnosis is difficult, but it may be appendicitis. I think that germs have got into places where physical strength is falling, causing inflammation. Originally it can be done with simple surgery or medicine, but here…… I can not expect natural healing, and there is risk of life if concurrent with peritonitis. On the contrary, there is almost no problem in a well-equipped place. Ypu probably worried, but it is safer to leave him.」

「….Yes. I’m sorry. Thank you.」


While holding a conflict, Mitsuki nodded.

Makiura winds the band around the arm of the person being conveyed. Name, age, blood type are written. Then hand a bunch of autographs’ charts to the crew members and lower their heads deeply. The men responded with salute.



Several days have passed since the helicopters flew out.

Mitsuki was supposed to move to another room as most people were gone by transportation in the room near the medical office. It is the same room as Atsushi.

In a room on the third floor, about seven households are getting awake. A roster was set up at the entrance of the room, and the name of Mitsuki was added there.

Atsushi went to the job of the security team, so Mitsuki remained in the room by herself. Several other people are still wandering around in the blanket.

The atmosphere of the room is not very good.

It is still because there is no news of the rescue yet.

Distribution of food is getting quite fewer.

Everyone doesn’t mention openly,  but there is a feeling of uneasiness floating. Especially the newcomer like Mitsuki felt not only a novel gaze but a somewhat negative feeling.

Even if she missed the conversation in the city hall, her emotions for new evacuees are not very good. Immediately after the confluence, those who were happy to be safe and gentle are gradually getting stronger as the distribution of food decreases. Atsushi was also letting a complaint leak. The newcomers are only complaining about it.

Mitsuki felt that I could understand their feelings a little.

Heard that there was rescue, they abandoned their bases. they were treated as a troublesome person, it can not be funny.


(Even though there are lots of people……)


Compared to the time when she was basking in the small supermarket to a supermarket, this place should be much safer.


(Why am I so lonely and uneasy……)


There was a terrible loneliness.

When she was in the supermarket, there were only Yusuke and Mitsuki, Takashi and Masaru. However, none of us were frightened by zombies or hunger. Everyone participated in a life and she had a completed sense. There was a hope of living in the mountain, there was a prospect for the future.

It is now one person, surrounded by strangers, holding the knees in this way, hungry to ask for distribution.


(In the end, such things like depend on Takemura-san……)


Mitsuki smiled at herself.

The words told by Atsushi are still in her ears.

She shouldn’t bother him any more.

It was after Yusuke who helped her where she was besieging at the supermarket, after talking about that story.

They surely be a total stranger before, and now when she joined the group there are no reason be together in this way. Still, Yusuke brought Mitsuki and her brother this and that. She thought it was natural to work under the direction of Yusuke.

It was only one-sided belief of Mitsuki.

It was sudden, and Mitsuki was unable to say goodbye.




Mitsuki laughed at herself


(Of coure it is..)


She closed her eyes and remembered it.

Thought was paralyzed at that time, and she didn’t notice.

The expression of Yusuke when he knew Masaru’s death.

He could not have felt anything.

She had said such a thing.


(You did not protect I say, with this mouth……)


She apologized quickly, but Yusuke lightly shook his head and did not say anything. I thought about it now that Yusuke did not do anything, it was the moment when I pushed myself.

And that moment of conviction.

The stomach and legs are shot through, and the man falls to the ground, that sight.

The appearance of a struggling man in the blood puddle, looking down from the upper floor, the look of Yusuke.

The gaze reflects the dawn and seems to burn,

It was very sharp, cold and beautiful.




Her chest became painful, Mitsuki clasped her chest.

The hatred of Mitsuki was purified by that coldness.

It is this that came in instead.




She was already aware of her feeling.

And that will not come true.

Herself had no choice but to hold.

While struggling, she was scattering the thought, she felt a sign at the entrance.

She raised her face, Makiura was standing. She lower her head apologetically,


「Excuse me. A request for Fujino-san came.」

「A request…. is that?」



While thinking doubtfully, Mitsuki leaves in the hallway while being suggested. Makiura who is kind with the attitude of adults was the other partner who seemed to be able to trust other than Atsushi.

Move to a place without a people by the window, Makiura started talking.


「Can you share the food of the underground car?」


「I’m truly sorry. Our supplies are running low……. Ashamed to say, I am asking you to do this.」

「Ah, no. That’s fine, but that is what belongs to Takemura-san…..」


Makiura made a bitter smile,


「I already asked Takemura-san. We conditionally divided half of the supplies.」

「Condition… is it?」

「Yes. Permission to browse materials in city hall and permission to enter each room accompanying it. Including with my signature. Also, on the condition that it runs independently from the steering committee.」


「I was also a little surprised. Especially the second one is regrettable, that amount. I can not change my stomach on my back.」

「…..It seems to be Takemura-san」


Mitsuki muttered.

Makiura continued the word.


「The other half of the supplies, but because that is the belongings of Fujino-san, I heard that Fujino-san was told」



It was a word she do not even think of.

She had no contact with Yusuke-san from then and she thought that she was already forgotten.


「I am aware that it is a grateful request, but would you please offer it if possible? If there is something like Takemura-san’s request, I will respond as much as possible.」

「Not at all…..」


Mitsuki loosely shakes her head.

If consuming by herself, the dumping food will have it for a month or two. However, where food circumstances are tight, one person can not imitate such a thing. It will definitely draw troubles and, more than anything, Yusuke is largely releasing food.

If food is more important than anything, Yusuke would not have accepted offering. That means that Yusuke’s decision to provide food to the community is now the best.

And he is doing something now.

Even while he was dropping by himself.

Mitsuki opened her mouth while thinking about it.


「Ano…… What will happen to the rescue?」



Makiura kept silent for a while, but because of food it told her straight away without cheating.


「Thank you….. It may be that the fact that it seems stable here has been backfired. Although it was not told in fact, there is a sign that other, urgent places are prioritized and rescued.」

「Is it so…… 」

「Or maybe the fuel problem is not solved. Communication also tends to be interrupted. I told you that food is tough, but the reaction is not good…. A divulgence is unnecessary for this thing, please.」


Mitsuki nodded, after thinking for a while, she said.


「I understood. I don’t mind the food. Instead, can I get a job?」



Mitsuki belonged to the hygiene team.

Because the injured people and sick people decreased due to the transport of the SDF, the number of people in the rescue team has been reduced. Instead, the hygiene team had been increased.

Cleaning of rooms and toilets, transportation of water, waste disposal, washing of dirty objects from each group, washing of goods, and so on, there is not enough manpower.

Through the aspect of middle – aged women who are the leaders of the sanitation group, what was first allocated was assistance in transporting water.

It was about a weak college student who wore spectacles with black hair wearing glasses carried water together. Whether it is a retracting personality character, they also do not look into each other eyes.

Because the daily water was supposed to be taken from the river, they put a poly tank in the dolly and headed for the back. From the end of the road surrounding the park, pour a bucket with a rope tied in to the river, handrail, draw water and draw it. Pour it into a poly tank and carry it all the way to the accumulation place on the second floor of the city hall until it became full.

Water in the river was beautiful, because drainage from homes and factories ceased. Although it is not suitable for drinking as expected, it is enough for use in toilets and laundry.

The man silently throws a bucket into the river and raises it. Mitsuki said, looking at his arms gradually getting tired.


「Ano, I will do it.」

「N, no, it’s okay.」


The man replies as if he had panicked. He didn’t look this way either.

Mitsuki looked at the river on hand as she was unable to help with her work from the previous time. There is a reasonable level of water, wide river. The other side was far away.

When the second poly tank went full, the man breathed and pulled the bucket down. He put a hand on the waist and stretch himself.

The bucket was taken from the side, Mitsuki said.


「Please take a little rest.」

「Ah…..yeah. Sorry.」


Since the end of the rope is tied to the handrail, you will not lose a bucket even if you take a hand on the flow. All she need is strength. It was hard work to raise the bucket from the surface of the water, but Mitsuki moved her arms while sweating the forehead.

The man looks at the state in a blurred way.

She got some water about three times and another voice caught from behind.


「Oi, don’t let girl do that, you lazy, let me do it.」


When she turned over, the guard was standing.


「Eh, no, ano」


A glasses guy covers in a rush.

Mitsuki bacame confused,


「Ano, that’s not it. I just asked him to take a break. he was pumped up all the time until before」

「Ah, yes…..」


The man alternately looks at the bucket and Mitsuki’s face,


「Whatever. Lend that.」


He take a bucket from the hands of Mitsuki, without a time to say anything, the bucket was thrown into a river. Then he pulled the rope to the extent, and pulled water into the poly tank. The movement was fast and was energetic.

Looks like that, Mitsuki looks behind the scenes.

When Mitsuki was struggling with something, it was common in high school that boys came from the side and helped her. In the past she did not wonder about it, only thought she was thankful.

Now she couldn’t had such a weak feeling.

It was all overdriven by Yusuke.

But when she was praised she was pleased.

There was no craziness there, only praise for ability and achievement.


(So, I was so happy……)


Before the world collapsed, her whereabouts were everywhere.

It is not the case now.

She must make her own place.

And Mitsuki learned that in her life with Yusuke,she could get a pride that her whereabouts could stay here by being useful for someone else.

Compared with it, there are plenty of things that are fluffy and unreliable, such as the whereabouts that can be obtained with unfathomable goodwill.

While the man waving his hands, Mitsuki opened her mouth awkwardly. Towards a man of glasses that was vaguely standing,


「Ah…. I’m sorry. Because of me.」

「N, no…..」


A little silence.


「It’s okay I am used to it.」

「Used to it…..?」

「Ah, s, sorry. Please don’t worry about it.」



It isn’t possible to ask the halfway attitude any more, and they pushed cart back without saying a word.



They encountered the fuss while lowering water to the collection place and going to return the cart to its original place.

Because the first floor of the city hall is hardly used for zombie invasion, people live upstairs from the second floor. There was a crowd of people in the central lobby on the second floor, places with security guards.

An angry voice raised.




The voice of a young man shouted.

In the place of trouble, a few guys in the security team are standing in front of the place with trouble face. There were six or seven men standing around it.

The one who shouted was a young man in his twenties who used a blonde hair mesh to make his hair a ponytail. He is slender, and the height is a little under 170. He was wearing Parker on a well-ordered face, and maybe someone mistook as a woman if had not heard her voice.

A man next door intercepts that man who raised his voice.


「Calm down a little. Don’t make it becomes a fight.」



The mesh man turns his face as if he had been defeated. In the meantime, a man of physique full of flesh workers like a forties advances.


「This fellow was rude. I am sorry.」


He did not suit the appearance, and the man started talking in a gentle tone.


「Just as I said earlier, it’s hard to go empty-handed to get food outside. I just want you to return the tools I have deposited, but is there a problem?」

「….But, without having permission.」

「Then go to get it.」


A young man murmures beside him, but an old man crushes and tries.


「That’s enough. …..Well then, I’m sorry, but please maintain the story as quickly as possible. I want to go there today.」



The guard guy walked away silently.

People gradually gather in the lobby whether they heard an uproar. Some guards who have weapons are also wandering around and are watching closely like warning.

However, despite the gaze from such surroundings, the men were calm. Next to the man who seems to be a leader, about 30 late tall men have kept silence for a long time. The mesh man was beside him, staring at the surroundings as if irritated.

While watching the course at the corner of the lobby, Mitsuki remembered the dejavu impression in that group. She have memory that she saw it somewhere.

Thought suddenly come to her mind.


(Ah, I see. They are people who were in the first room……)


A room in the western government building, which was informed when she evacuated the city hall. It is a group of refugee who were there. I brought in the light in the center of the room, and was chatting noisily. While others tired, it was very conspicuous.

Then silence continued for a while in the lobby, but soon Makiura appeared.

She bring them to use and come walking round the white coat. After checking the flocks of people gathered in the lobby glancingly, she stood in front of a man who seemed to be a leader.

Say in the opening first.


「I heard that You will go for food. Is it true?」

「Yes. Therefore, I want the tools returned.”

「It’s dangerous.」


In the words, the man scratches his head,


「There will be little food left. We must go to secure it while we can move.」


「I won’t trouble you. I will do it only by myself. If I fail, that will be reduction of mouths number for you to feed.」

「……I’m sorry for causing a trouble. However, we should look for ways to survive. We still have food and rescue may come tomorrow.」

「Yeah….. you seem to be a good person. But waiting for it, it will be a dilapidation. The help is unreliable.」



Makiura loses her words and kept silent.

As staring still, the two confront each other.

An unexpected voice came up there.


「I will go too.」


Mitsuki who was watching from a distance in the crowd emerging from the crowd breathed a breath.

It’s Yusuke.

A man seems to be strange,


「You too?」

「You’d better have a lot of hands. I am a newcomer.」


Yusuke shrugging his shoulders, the man lifted his mouth corner and laughed.


「I’m grateful. Hey, is there anyone else who want to go?」


A man looked the surroundings, but the human beings have diverted their eyes. A man of glasses stiffened his body next to Mitsuki, and looking down. No other voice came up, the line of sight went through.


「Well, It’s like this…….. It doesn’t matter, right? Sensei」



Makiura seemed to be troubled, biting her lips.

After worrying about something for a while,


「……I’ll negotiate with a committee and make a plan. By my personal judgment……..」

「It will be left unsettled anyway. The first thing is just saying that you should return the deposit. Thank you for providing the roof and food, but we did not belong to your organization. There should be no reason to suppress action.」


In the words of a man, Makiura is silent.

Gaze at each of the men slowly, then turn her eyes on Yusuke. The line of sight intersects for just a moment, but Yusuke got out of sight as it seems to be boring.

After a short time,




Makiura dropped her shoulders and said.

34 「Makiura」

It was the first time that Makiura put a scalpel on the human body as a surgeon. Under a powerful light in the operating room, wearing a green surgical gown, gently place a scalpel on the lower abdomen of a swollen pregnant woman. The skin and the underlying subcutaneous fat are slowly and vertically dissected.

Her hands moved as she had simulated many times. There is no shiver.

An old instructor wiped off the blood overflowing from the wound quickly with gauze. Furthermore, spread the wound with a forceps like a scissors and fix it. Usually, Makiura was doing her job as an assistant. There are training medicine of the second assistant and a nurse with an operating room in other ones.

Cesarean section, which is not urgent, is a fundamental operation in obstetrics and gynecology, and difficulty level is not so high. For this reason, Makiura of the fourth year after graduation has decided to do the surgery for the first time. If there is something wrong, it would be the supervisor replaced immediately.

Makiura took a deep breath under the mask and searched for a wound. Besides the abdomen, it is covered with a light green drape, and blood is spotted there.

She saw a thin translucent fascia at the back of the opened belly. It is a fibrous membrane attached to beef block meat etc. She pinched it with her fingertips and opened it with scissors.

When she rubbed the exposed lean body to the left and right, a peritoneum resembling a soft bird skin appeared.


「It’s good.」


The instructor wipes the blood with gauze and picks up the membrane so that it is easy to cut. Makiura is a bent scissors at the tip, and it gradually opens it. When pushed to the side with a forceps, the thin pink uterus which the blood vessel floated finally appeared at last. A supervisor puts a metallic spatula inside it, opens the meat and widens the operative field.

That’s good. It took less than five minutes.

Makiura cut the thin membrane covering the uterus and replaced it with a scalpel. The lower part of the swollen uterus is cut open laterally so as to trace a few millimeters so as not to hurt the inside fetus.

Eventually, through the thin membrane of the follicle, the fetus’ foot floating in amniotic fluid came into her eyes. The only one thing left is to break this membrane and take it out.

It was Makiura who was promoting the treatment without hesitation so far, but the movement stopped suddenly.

From this point on, she needed to touch directly on fragile fetuses.

The fear made Makiura shrink.


「Do it.」


The voice of the instructor appears.

That hand is waiting for the incision of the uterus.




For Caesarean section, Makiura is also an assistant and has been present many times. It is a feeling that it drags out rather than picking up. Better not to be slow.

Makiura decided the preparedness and broke the follicle with tools like tweezers. Amniotic fluid overflows and spill over the drape. Makiura instantly pushed her hand into the womb, grabbing the fetus’ body not as scary as reliable. While blood and amniotic fluid are overflowing, pale white limbs appear slowly.


「I’m here, it’s almost done.」


A nurse speaks to the mother, but it does not enter Makiura’s ears.

The whole consciousness was concentrating on the pulsation of a certain life in the hand. Do not hesitate, but do not force too much.

Where all the bodies with the umbilical cords came out, the birthrate of the fetus rose.

In obstetrics which she was already used to, but a little warmth in the hand that rose shook the deep part of Makiura.


「You are a healthy child.」


A voice including the laughter of the instructor.

While wiping off amniotic fluid with gauze,


(Good luck.)


She picked up the baby with her own hand for the first time.

To that impression, Makiura was immersed for a while.



When she had dinner at a cafeteria of the university hospital, a woman with white robe sat down facing her.

With the coffee in one hand.


「How was it?」


Makiura quietly smiles to that word without greeting.


「It’s perfect.」


The woman smiles wryly,


「Is that so… good. I will be an assistant for another two years.」

「Well, I’m a replacement worker.」

「How about tonight? Celebrate for a successful surgery.」

「I’m sorry, I have an outside duty.」

「Oh, what a bad luck. But is it okay? Aren’t you tired today?」

「Because it is my parents’ house. There is not much burden.」

「Oh, is that so? That’s right. This daughter is diligent」

「Yes, actually.」


To Makiura who does not accept it calmly, the woman turns her eyes towards surprisingly.


「…Look like you are in a good mood. This time a group dating, will you join?」

「Mmm… I think」

「Whoa, are you wanting your own baby?」

「Just a little… Well, maybe I should look for a partner.」

「Now that you mention it. We tend to miss our marriage.」


Makiura had a bitter smile on that word that is said to be a storm.

Suddenly, the phone rang. The woman takes out her cell phone from the white coat and replies several times. Raising herself while the drinking coffee in hand,


「Excuse me. I’m going」

「See you」


Waving her hands wildly, the woman left.



Makiura held a two-door coupe at a parking lot of the back entrance, and got out of a car.

Hold the card key for security and push the gate that is out of lock. Pass through the corridor and go to the back.

The left and right planting and trees are illuminated by the garden light modeled on a lantern, dimly lit.

In the back there was a ward with lined windows. The appearance and the interior were hand-capped, reminiscent of the Western-style building in the Meiji Period.

This place where Makiura’s father works as director This is a small hospital with only dozens of beds, obstetrics and gynecology only, but with a good reputation, many people come to hospital from faraway places.

After entering indoors and passing by the side of the nurse station, she was able to speak to the night shift nurse of the fortieth night.


「Oh, Saya-chan. Welcome back.」

「Good evening. ….Please stop calling me Saya-chan」


Makiura answers with a bitter smile.

She is an old nurse. Since she was a child, she has been in a relationship for about fifteen years. In the past, she was beaten the foundation such as blood collection and intubation, and it was her opponent who did not rise her head all the time.


「But I don’t know which Makiura-sensei it is. Shall I call Sayaka-sensei?」

「It’s enough….. Where is the director?」

「Director’s Office. Because there is no particularly thing to do tonight.」

「Thank you very much.」


Lower her head and walk forward to the upstairs. The time is around 7 pm. As time to go off is so early, you can see inpatients as well.

When she knocked in the director’s office and entered, her father, who was sitting at the desk and sorting out documents, lifted his face.

Touching up with a gentle face with gray hair, he open his mouth.


「There didn’t seem to be the problem if I saw the face.」

「Yes. There is nothing wrong.」

「Is that so?」


Small nods.

It was a quiet response, but from a long relationship Makiura, I found that her father was very pleased.

My father told her that after taking over in the electronic medical record of pregnant women who were in hospital and gynecological patients had gone far.


「I am glad that you has taken the same path as me…」 To be honest, I did not want to recommend it to my daughter.」

「This is it now」

「Yes. That’s right」


Small nods.

Recently, young people who wish to obstetricians and gynecology are getting less. In obstetrics, labor and pregnancy screening are mainly used, but in the gynecology department, most of them are serious diseases such as cervical cancer. There are also many surgeries, and techniques equivalent to surgery are required.

There are also many calls even outside of the time to handle birth, so it is almost impossible to get a vacation.

Because there were many obstetrical teachers at this hospital, so it was better than any other place, but still it was a hard work.


「I am glad that I chose this road. Especially today.」


Because she lost her mother early, only her father’s back remained in Makiura’s memory. Before opening, her was an assistant professor at the university, so many elderly doctors call her as “Daughter of Makiura”. Everything was favorable.

Due to the hard work, she spent less time contacting with her father as a family, but the feelings of respect and favors received from her surroundings seemed a shame from her childhood. To succeed such a father’s trace, there was no need to consider for Makiura.


「Yeah… I have a challenge. It is a job for people. Be proactive.」


「Because I’m at home tonight. If something happens call me. Let me take a nap.」

「Yes. Thank you.」


Deeply lowers her head, leaves the director’s office, heads to the waiting room.

While walking, she thought about one’s comfortable environment.

In the two years after graduating from the medical department, there are rotations to receive clinical training around each department, but in the obstetrics and gynecology department, the researcher could not do almost anything. The risk of litigation is also high, patients are disliked, so the new rice can not get the job done.

Makiura had hoped for obstetrics and gynecology from the beginning, and she got an eye out for other researchers, but still there was a difficulty in mastering skills.

On that point, this long-awaited out-of-office has been a considerable source of battle experience.

Because Makiura is the trace of this hospital, it is not tormented by a veteran nurse. The nurse chiefs and others have power which can not be applied to the nose such as a new rice doctor, but here only the person whom was known.

Besides, as an ordinary watch doctor, although she used a lot of attention to call a superior doctor even in an emergency, Makiura can feel free to support her father who is the most experienced doctor on that point. Because the house of the director is next to the hospital, even when it comes to emergency, it will not take as long as five minutes.

It was a very comfortable environment.


(Although I am amiable……)


There is still awareness of chick. Now she need to be experienced and become her father’s power when she become a physician in the future.

Making a new enthusiasm, Makiura quickened her walk.



The phone rang while she was checking the chart at the terminal of the nurse station.

It’s from a colleague at a university hospital.


「I’m Makiura.」

『Oh! I’m sorry but I can’t come over there! 』

「Oh… no, because today it is a shockwave.」

『I will contact you from this place, Director! It seems that a riot has occurred, outpatient wow is coming. Just surgery alone is enough! I will recall all of them. 』

「Riot…. you said?」

『It’s on TV! Turn on the car radio. Be in a hurry as much as possible!』

「Ha… I understand.」


She hurriedly ended her call.

Makiura is half distrustful and stares at the display.

A riot.

In Japan.

Occasionally there are emergency vehicles in a fire or a collision accident, but she heard the word riot for the first time.

When she contacted her father, he seemed to be already aware of the situation, he immediately returned to the university. Talk about the circumstances to the nearby nurse, head on to the parking lot in a hurry while wearing a white coat.

In the radio news that she heard while driving a car, the word riot was also frequent. It seems to be quite large.


(It’s true…)


Perhaps casualties like disasters have appeared.

Remember the triage training that she went to at a hospital before.

When a large number of injured people come out, it is necessary to distinguish between human beings who can and those who can’t help themselves. If you waste resources on opponents you do not want to hand on, you will have more dead. Makiura runs a car while chewing ritual in the brain the judgment criteria that makes its judgment.

It took about thirty minutes to university hospital, but she felt something strange in the sight of the city in the middle.


(This is somehow.. strange)


Using the navigation traffic jam information, she changed the route one by one, but the car is stagnant here and there. If you think that there is a usual sight, in the alley next door, the crowd is clustered as if they were in a panic.

Using double time more than usual, she finally arrived at the hospital.

Seeing how many ambulances are parked at the entrance, Makiura gathers eyebrows. The ambulance is empty and there is no emergency crew member.

Doing such a way of stopping disturbs the following ambulance.

After putting the car in the parking lot for the staff, in order to let the ambulance come out, Makiura hurried and went to the lobby.

At that point, Makiura lost her words.




Nobody is here.

The lobby which her usually follow with people was uninhabited. There is no single patient, and she can not see any receptionist nurse.




Makiura stood standing for a while for a while, then taking out her cell phone. Call back from the incoming call earlier, listen carefully to the sound of a colleague.

The sounds did not came out.

Makiura was anxious and looked around.

Suddenly, something caught her eye.

On the back of the waiting seat, there are dots and reddish ones.

Following that, a black blood pool spreading between the rows of seats was in her eyes. It is scattering around like a painting.

There was a small piece of meat in it.




While listening to the call sound that still can not be connected, Makiura is trying to understand the sight in front of her eyes in the thought that was delayed like a turtle.

Bones are visible in meat and fat.

It seemed like a part of the human body.

Why is such a thing left in such a place?

Suddenly she heard a faint music.

It sounds like a ring tone.

Makiura headed for it to be drawn as it was with paralyzed thinking.

In the corridor, blood was scattered from place to place.

The melody was leaking through the door of the echo examination room.

After few hesitations, she open the sliding door slowly.

It was a crowd of people in the back of the room that got into her eyes. About three people bent down surrounding something. Some people wearing plain-clothes, others are hospital uniform.

Between those people, both legs wet with blood were stretching. Someone is collapsed. Will it spread smoothly on the floor, bleeding? She wonder if there was a person who had a serious injury, and She was involved in it. Then, what is this sticky mastication sound?

The ringing melody is heard from there.




Makiura was unable to speaks a word, she was watching the sight.

Suddenly she realize that her cell phone kept ringing.

Makiura stares at that display calling his colleagues.

Was this really her ringtone?

She should have heard it many times by the side.

Like haze, she can not remember the everyday life of the past.

She suddenly cut out the call.

At the same time, the flowing melody stopped.

She could not understand the two causal relationships, Makiura stood dumbfounded.

Silence dominates the room.

Only some mastication sounds are slightly echoing.

Suddenly, one of them turned around here.

It is a 30-year-old man with short hair. His eyes are empty, dyed red from the mouth to the chin. He moved his mouth with his throat and chewed something.




Makiura has begun to turn her back and run.

It was instinctive behavior. She didn’t even understand what is going on there, what they are. However, she understood that she should not stay there.

Hearing footsteps from behind, Makiura stop and take a breath. Desperately clinging to the elevator which was stopped in the hall, push the button to the top.

When looking back, the man a short while ago was coming here. The upper body is shaky in a strange way of running without using arms. Makiura slid into the open elevator and pushed the close button. By the disgusting movement, the door began to close. From the front, a man approaches quickly. The door closed as soon as its face was near, the elevator swayed as a result of his body contact.

Makiura squats down on the floor as a thread was cut.

Even beating beeping echoes from the outside.

How long was she stunned?

When she suddenly raised her face, the floor of the elevator showed the ward of obstetrics and gynecology.

She had no memory with which a button was pressed, but she seem to have chosen an usual floor over the unconsciousness.

Makiura crawled out of the elevator.

The hallway is silent.

The nurses station was also unmanned.

When she entered,




It was sudden, the words came up, Makiura heart almost stopped.

Looking at it, a young nurse is throbbing under the counter. She looked at me and had a face that seemed to cry.

Makiura moved the dry tongue and spoke.


「What… happened?」

「Well, I don’t know. I don’t know anything. Suddenly everyone got crazy.」


Suddenly, she heard a sticky sound.

When she turned over, she saw a person approaching from the corner of the corridor.

It’s a woman

Wearing a hospital suit.

The waist to the bottom are wet in red.

Makiura crouched down immediately and crawled under the counter.

Guess from that movement, a young nurse shrunk and leaked out the fear. She try to hold back her tears.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Breathing becomes rough.

Her heart beating really hard.

Suddenly, footsteps stopped nearby.

In a moment of silence.

Two arms extended from the top of the counter, grabbed the head of the nurse.




Her scream rises up.

The woman’s arm wrapped around the nurse, without going through it, dragging up. Sounds like chewing the meat, a splash of blood splashed on the floor in front of her. The nurse flapped her legs and resisted, but in a movement that seemed to cramp out of them.

In that scene at the front, Makiura was not able to move.

As though escaping from reality, thought floats.

People are being eaten in front of her eyes.




Where in the world such a nightmare like this begin with?


(Please,…… God, please,……)


In front of her eyes the nurse’s foot was severely cramped only once and then hung down deeply.

Blood falling from the thigh jumps to the floor.

Sounds like the drop of water.

At that moment, one strain broke.

Her heart became blank.

Her body moved without permission.

She picked up the equipment that was nearby and hit it with the power of whole body at the back of the woman who was snatching to the nurse on the counter. The woman’s head collapsed with a disgusting feeling of collapse of the skull. She bounced back with her body, and stopped moving.

The female body which didn’t move any more is slipping down slowly outside the counter.


「Haa… haa…」


While holding a rough breath, let down the trembling arm.

The muscle stiffened up was screaming.

The eyes of the nurse left at the counter are looking up at the ceiling in emptiness. The neck was bitten and the bones were visible. Overflowing blood flowing down, making a pool of blood on the floor.




Thoughts will not return.

There is only an aggressive survival instinct.

She still feel something’s moving.

Migrating around the counter with fluffy footsteps, Makiura found it.

An object that is small and stuffy beside the dead body of a fallen woman.

It was connected to the end of the string of meat, extending from the hem of the hospital arrival.

Her brain becomes heated.

There is no reason or reason.

It is said that this is coming out of such things.

Just that existence is unforgivable.

Under the swinging arm, soft objects collapsed and crushed,

Something broke in her mind as a result of that feeling.



After jumping up from the back of the chair, she did not know where she was, Makiura was stunned for a while.

Cluttered goods are lined up in a small room that was originally used as an office.

It is a room of the city hall.

Because it was close to the hot water supply room, Makiura renovated it here as a medical office.




Breathe slowly and leave her back in the chair.

Nauseousness and headache are terrible, but they are usual. It will subside.

In the room where the heating went out, the limbs were cold.

When she saw the clock, it was seven in the morning. She has not had enough to be mindful. She leave the reading testament open. But the sleepiness has already blown off.

The body is heavy due to fatigue, the brain is dull due to lack of sleep.

However, in the back of the cranium, tension that could not be unraveled from that day continued all the time. She can not even remember when was the last time she slept peacefully.

Slowly thought leads her.

That mother was a zombie.

When not killing, one was killed.


That baby…..


Was he still alive or dead…?

Suddenly the door was knocked.


「Sensei, are you awake?」

「Yes. Come in.」


It was a woman who was a membership group who came in.


「Good morning. Sorry for disturbing」

「Nah, What happened?」

「There is a person who says that the amount of food to be delivered is small… I will not be convinced by any means.」 「Tanagi-san try to convincing, but he does not withdraw.」

「I’ll go immediately.」


When Makiura stood up, the woman showed a relieved look.


「Maybe because of the helicopter is behind schedule, make them irritated.」



Two days have already passed since the scheduled date of rescue by the SDF.

The communication team in charge of communication said that the helicopter’s failure and the request for rescue from the nearby place continue, and it seems that the transportation is not convenient. If she can afford, she will be able to make it head soon ….


(It looks rough today…)


Makiura was feeling depressed and continued after the woman.



The meeting of each leader is held every morning in the city hall at 8:00 am.

On that occasion, Vice Chairman Makiura sat in the upper seat. Next is a secretary.

It is Chairman and Mizuhashi, a former high school teacher, who will progress. In a look like a gentleman in her 50’s, the relaxed way of speaking helped to relieve the atmosphere, but today it has not been as effective as it is today.

The leader of the goods team says with a bitter voice.


「There is a water tank in a park, so water is still okay. The problem is food. Originally it was stockpile for disaster, although I could not afford it, consumption is increasing」


In that word, depressed air flows.


「People increased quite a lot…」

「There were about two quarrels just yesterday. There are more small troubles. People who newly evacuated are not very cooperative.」


Some people nod to the word of the guard leader.


「There are voices saying that acceptance of new evacuees was premature」


It is said that voice, but it is the opinion of the speaker himself.


「Well, that’s…」


Mizuhashi, the president, answers as if he had any trouble. Its attitude that seems to be bothering to deal with it is probably due to this position.

Makiura had listened to those words silently while dropping his eyes on the table.

When it was decided that the rescue of the SDF will come, it is Makura who said to call the whole city. At that time, it was unanimously adopted.

Danger such as infected people and incentives of zombies was considered, but no one thought that rescue would be delayed.

Makiura thinks absentmindedly.

A flow of the refuge escaping to a city office is cut off already. It is approximately 40 people altogether. It wouldn’t increase any more.

Among them, there is no image of her father.

Together, Makiura admitted that.

She cannot look at that back anymore.

Makiura has taken a breath.


「When the rescue was done as scheduled, they became leaving behind. The schedule went crazy, but the rescue was not canceled. People who can help should help.」


In the words, the speaker a short while ago felt sorry for disappointment.

A young woman of a bob-cut begins to talk nervously.


「Hey… Because the SDF’s person also said that he will come soon if he can secure a helicopter.」


Shiratani, the leader of the communication team, was originally a human being who worked at the welfare section of this city office. Although it is a newcomer of the first year entering, there is a place which can not be relied on, but it is a power in guidance and arrangement etc. in the city hall.

Makiura nodded and continued words.


「How much is the remainder food?」

「If we saving a lot, maybe about a week…」

「Should we go find supply again…?」


Starting with the word of a man, her remarks jumped one after another.


「What do you do when you get into something like before. Six people were also sacrificed」

「Anyway, if food runs out, I will starve to death.」

「A rescue will come in one week? It is dangerous.」


There were some convenience stores in some blocks of this city hall, and when the zombies began to disappear from the street, they were raising foods while looking at little by little.

However, the convenience store also became empty, crossed the bridge and headed further away, but nobody returned at that time.

Although the men’s debate continued for a while, no conclusion is made and they gradually calm down.

Everyone turned their eyes on her.

To their silent request, Makiura opens her mouth.


「Let’s wait for the rescue until the last minute.」


Men nod at the word.

It was almost a crane’s voice.

It was Makiura who ordered the barricades to the zombies that summarizes the people who ran away to the city hall and pushes them outside and made the division of roles for each group. The city hall has a shelter management manual in the event of a disaster, which was helpful.

The expert doctor puts on a mask.

As reliable, unwavering existence.

The appearance of white coat gives authority there.

It was her father’s mask that Makiura was suffering, frightening crowds.

The interior is not changed at all from other people who are frightened by the abnormal situation.


(If it is father, he would do it this way……)


That thought moved Makiura that was in extreme condition.

However, she also felt her own power shortage at the same time.

Her father can do better. He can make the environment become stable.

Besides, she was afraid to make a sacrifice by herself making a wrong decision.

Even being sitting on this upper seat, Makiura seems out of place.

At the conference in the morning when I worked at a university hospital, the end was also the last wall. Earlier in the occupational physician’s age, yelling at a senior doctor was a daily routine. As a doctor it is only a girl.

When preparing this steering committee, she was also promoted to the position of the president, but she declared that she would concentrate on the work of the relief team. Fortunately Mizuhashi came up as a character person, taking over as a miscellaneous affair.

How long will such a thing continue…

Secretly, Makiura sighed.



In the vicinity of the medical office, there is a room that gathered particularly bad people. Enter the room with heating, Makiura starts each round, one by one.

However, there are not many things you can do. Take hands and get sick and just have a conversation about today’s body condition. Even so, she found a patient very relieved.

Eventually, she went to a girl who was sleeping.


「Fujino-san, good morning」


after the voice, the girl raises her face.

With slightly blurred eyes,


「……Good morning」


Slowly answer.

Looking at the expression, Makiura gathers eyebrows with inner heart.


(She must be tired….)


She seemed much more exhausted than their first met.


(The boys are also in a stable state. Is there something she worried about? )


The boy, who was sleeping next to the girl, opened his eyelids and looked at Makiura, smiling a little.

Makiura crouched near and smiled. While watching the appearance of the foot,


「Is your stomach hurt today?」


「How about the foot?」

「……It is still painful.」

「I see. It will be better soon.」



Makiura stood up and told the girl.


「Does Takasaki take good care of you?」



The girl said in small voice.

In the bluntness of the reaction, it scratches her neck with inner pressure.


(If I meet my boyfriend in this situation, it seems to be more uplifting…..)


In the back of the park, she think of a story heard from a man named Takemura. He protected the girl temporarily, but her met with my boyfriend and joined it. It should have been such a story.

The man named Takemura remains impressive.

It was in the medical office that we first met. He was looking at the sharp eyes to observe this from the injured boy and behind the girl who seems to be anxious.

He was quite self-indulgent, he was a different man somewhere in the air.

In the atmosphere, it was marked as a caution person at first.

However, she refreshed her impression by seeing the child’s burial site. He stood in front of the tomb and stood still and its appearance was quite quiet.

Although it smells dangerous, it probably will not harm people without meaninglessly. Makiura felt that way.


「Because Takemura-san also left it up to you. If there is anything I could help, please say. 」


The girl suddenly raised her head.


「Did you talk to Takemura-san?」

「Eh? Yes. We did talk to each other」


Makiura squirmed into the reaction like a fire.

A girl looked down and kept quiet again.

Soon, she began to talk.


「A-no… when you see Takemura-san, can you tell him, that I said I apologized. When it is until now and feels that I am sorry」

「I do not mind, but why don’t told him yourself?」

「I can’t do it. It’s already useless.」


The girl covered her face with one hand,


「Before I came here… Takemura-san saved my life. But, I, was confused, saying terrible things ….about my younger brother, I did not protect them ….but, I forgot that, because I was in love, that’s why I’m disgusting…. I was despised of such abandonment… It was foolish. Even though I only caused a trouble, and yet….」


The second half was a tearful tone of voice.


「Besides, that was something I had to do… I force on Takemura-san …even though Takemura-san was not supposed to do that kind of thing…」


In that word, she suppose it was about her brother’s burial,


「…It’s not your fault. You were also nursing of Takashi. How about going on a visit him later?」



The girl looks up at her curiously.

While Makiura feels puzzled,


「……Aren’t you mean a grave?…..The one of the boy that Takemura-san buried in the back park.」



The girl’s eyes are widely spread.


「Grave of…, Ma-kun」

「….Yes. Isn’t it?」



The girl is stunned and shakes her head as loosely.


「That’s not it…. What I wanted to say is that I should be the one who killed him instead, but I could not kill him.」


Makiura was frozen in the word.

Suddenly behind her, the door was opened.

With a boy with him, Atsushi Takasaki was coming in.

Makiura stood up quickly and said to a girl by a low voice.


「Since I will do an alternative nurse later, won’t you tell me a little in the medical office?」


The girl stared at her in a strange way.

Makiura said gently.


「I am worried about you.」


The girl was blank for a while, but nodded slowly.

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