"Ugh…"
Filled with humiliation and despair, Komuro Aoi was forcefully kissed by the man before her.
A crystal-clear tear fell from the corner of her eye. She knew she was done…
But at that moment, Komuro Aoi felt a massive explosion in her mind, as a flood of information was poured into her.
To her horror, she realized that her memories of her husband and son, Komuro Takashi, were disappearing like a receding tide!!!
Fear and despair overwhelmed her. She suddenly felt that this man before her was truly terrifying. He was really going to take everything from her!
Struggling, even though she knew she couldn't escape, Komuro Aoi still fought desperately…
But her struggle was destined to be futile. Sora was not a merciful or indecisive person. If he was going to do something, he would do it thoroughly!
Although forming the contract would make this woman absolutely loyal to him, Sora didn't want her to keep thinking about other men besides him, even if that man was her son!
Well, as long as he knew about it, it was fine. Perhaps in the future, when he was training this woman, he would feel a strange sense of enjoyment knowing that she was once the mother of a world's protagonist!
Finally, under Sora's domineering and decisive suppression, Komuro Aoi's memories of her husband and son, Komuro Takashi, were completely erased. Sora successfully formed the contract with her. From now on, everything about this woman, whether her body or soul, would forever belong to him!
Looking at Komuro Aoi, whose eyes no longer held any anger but only deep affection, Sora released her. A long, silver thread of saliva connected their lips.
"Master."
Kneeling on one knee, Komuro Aoi bowed respectfully to Sora.
When forming the contract, Sora not only conveyed some information to her but also granted Komuro Aoi the ability to control flames. Additionally, he transferred a surge of life force to nourish her body, which had been severely weakened by extreme dehydration and hunger.
With a snap of his fingers, a stream of water condensed and enveloped Komuro Aoi, washing away all the dirt from her body.
"Heh… indeed, she's a top-notch woman!"
Sora helped Komuro Aoi up and embraced her, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth, his eyes gleaming with an unusual brilliance.
Her tall and curvaceous figure, wrapped in a teacher's uniform, exuded an irresistible allure. Her skin was as fair as a baby's, and her black hair flowed smoothly down to her waist. Surprisingly, her stunning beauty lacked any trace of seductiveness; instead, she radiated a fresh and elegant charm, like the girl next door.
This unique yet absolutely outstanding aura was undoubtedly why the bespectacled man had pursued her relentlessly for years. Even Sora, who had seen countless beauties, couldn't help but admire her.
"Master, these children…"
Receiving Sora's praise, a faint blush appeared on Komuro Aoi's cheeks. However, upon seeing the dozen or so pitiful children nearby, a look of pleading emerged in her eyes.
"Hehe, don't worry, I'll send someone to rescue them."
With a light chuckle, Sora replied nonchalantly.
The children attending this elite elementary school were mostly from wealthy families. To be honest, Sora didn't have a favorable impression of these kids. Although it wasn't their fault for being young and powerless, their inability to stand up and protect their teacher, Komuro Aoi, when she was in danger, and instead cowering in fear, made him somewhat disdainful.
However, these brats were none of his concern. His only obligation was to fulfill the agreement and ensure that Kouro Aoi, now his woman, was at ease.
Through telepathic communication, he instructed Saya to send two girls over to get these brats out. Whether they lived or died afterward would be up to their own fate.
"Rei, give them some water and food. Let's go."
After giving Miyamoto Rei the order, Sora, under Komuro Aoi's shy gaze, picked her up in his arms. Although her body had been fully restored by the life force, she was still weak from not having eaten for several days.
Nodding, Miyamoto Rei took out some water and food from her spatial ring. She didn't give them too much, but it was enough to sustain them until Saya's rescue arrived. This wasn't out of stinginess; she just didn't want to see these clueless kids overeat and accidentally kill themselves.
With the matter here concluded, and with plans to pick up Miyamoto Rei's parents, they didn't linger. After setting up a simple protective barrier around the classroom, Sora, carrying Komuro Aoi, and Miyamoto Rei left.
In a hidden corner outside Shintoko 3rd Elementary School, a somewhat short and chubby man and a cold-faced youth of about seventeen or eighteen were hiding.
If Sora and Miyamoto Rei were here, they would immediately recognize the two—they were Hirano Kohta and Komuro Takashi, who had also escaped from Fujimi Academy!
Compared to before the disaster, both had noticeably lost weight, especially the chubby Hirano Kohta, whose once prominent belly had almost halved in size. If this continued, he might soon achieve a dramatic transformation from a fat otaku to a fit man!
Both were disheveled, their skin tanned, clearly having endured much hardship these days.
However, their current aura was like that of wild beasts, with sharp glints occasionally flashing in their eyes, a stark contrast to their former ordinary high school selves.
Having survived the baptism of blood and slaughter, though they had narrowly escaped death several times, they had indeed tenaciously survived!
"Komuro Takashi, are you really going in to check? It's been so many days, if…"
Holding a rifle of unknown origin, Hirano Kohta spoke with concern to Komuro Takashi beside him.
Unlike the timid and introverted otaku he once was, Hirano Kohta now exuded confidence, with none of the stuttering nervousness he used to have when speaking to others.
"Sigh… I know the chances are slim. But, Hirano, if I don't go in and check, I'll never be at peace!"
Taking a deep breath, Komuro Takashi replied in a low voice.
Komuro Takashi still carried a baseball bat, though it was unclear if it was the same one. The layers of bloodstains on it still told the tale of the fierce battles it had been through.
"Alright, since you've decided."
Nodding, Hirano Kohta said no more.
Though Komuro Takashi was somewhat aloof, and they had barely spoken except during battles, he was still a good partner. Having fought side by side, they had developed a deep camaraderie, and Hirano Kohta understood Komuro Takashi's feelings.
Having made their decision, they didn't hesitate. After ensuring they hadn't attracted the attention of the zombies, they slipped through the school gate into the campus.
"Gasp…"
Though they had seen countless horrifying scenes over the past days, the sight before them still made them gasp in shock.
Zombies, hordes of zombies, mostly children around seven or eight years old!
"Let's do it. They're no longer human!"
To reach the school building, they had to pass through this zombie-infested playground. Calming their shocked hearts, Komuro Takashi spoke firmly to Hirano Kohta beside him.
"Yeah, they're no longer human. No mercy!"
A cold glint flashed in Hirano Kohta's eyes as he raised his rifle, aimed at a zombie ahead, and decisively pulled the trigger.
Thud…
With a muffled sound, the zombie fell.
The rifle was equipped with a makeshift silencer Hirano Kohta had crafted, so the surrounding zombies immediately noticed their presence, letting out excited roars as they charged madly towards the two.
Without a hint of retreat, a bloodthirsty smile curling his lips, Komuro Takashi raised his baseball bat…