Ningxia quietly hid in the team and secretly looked at the city.
The city was surprisingly similar to a human town, but there were zombies coming and going, moving in unison within the city.
Seeing this, Ning Xia became more and more confused. Most of the guys walking on this road seemed to have no sense of consciousness. Their eyes were empty and their movements were mechanical. They were completely different from the guards at the door.
Needless to say, those at the door had their wretched little eyes more vivid than any zombie in the city.
What's going on here? What's the difference between those guards and zombies? Who established this huge zombie empire? Who organized so many zombies together? What do they want to do?
Countless questions were swirling in her chest, and she couldn't vent them out, so she could only ponder them in her heart.
As the team progressed, Ningxia also encountered various zombies. There were zombies who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and relatively clean and tidy, and there were also zombie monks in white clothes flying in the air. Most of them were the kind of taciturn guys with empty eyes that Ningxia had seen.
Those neatly dressed zombies all looked like living people, speaking normally and having flexible eyes, but the wounds on their bodies that were difficult to repair exposed their identities.
And those living dead who seem to be at the bottom of society and occupy the largest number of towns are ignored by the former. They seemed to have no home and wandered around the town with nothing to do.
The journey went surprisingly smoothly. The guys in the Ningxia team were ignored by everyone, and those comrades who seemed to have wisdom seemed to disdain to take a look.
So a living person like Ningxia was not found in a city full of zombies.
——Replace immediately——
On the anniversary of the death of Ikuko's mother and Matsutaro's father, Kazuko's mood was not high all day long. Zina was worried about Kazuko going to the cemetery alone, so he took a leave of absence for himself and her, and accompanied her to visit the grave at Omoriyama. The girl didn't speak a word along the way, she was not thinking.
Even though so much time has passed, is Kazuko still unable to let go of her parents' departure? Seeing the girl who was more depressed than usual, Zina didn't know how to comfort her. He began to hate his clumsiness, so he could only touch the girl's back awkwardly, hoping to give her some strength.
His Kazuko has always been strong, showing no timidity or confusion. Always know what you want and what you should do next. This is good, it is the character he awes and yearns for. Her strength comes from the predicament of having no one to rely on, and her self-knowledge comes from the miserable situation after countless failures. This is how Miyamoto Kazuko grew up and became the person he looks up to today.
He knew clearly that her character was gained by torturing herself. This kind of knowledge always makes him hate his own incompetence. What should he do? If only he could be more useful... Can you please be softer while I'm here?
Although I am still insignificant today, I really want to... really want to grow up enough to match you. Can you wait for me, Kazuko Miyamoto.
They were still so young, and Hezi stared at the two people with bright smiles on the tombstone. Your time is frozen in that moment, but your daughter has grown up. When a person dies, there is really nothing left. After these ten years, even she has gradually forgotten those memories that were once so happy and gorgeous. If you have it, please cherish it, nothing lasts forever.
After cleaning the area around the cemetery, Zina walked to Kazuko, trimmed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and inserted it into the flower tube. Kazuko walked to the tombstone and carefully wiped the dust on it, just like Ikuko's mother wiped the tears on her face, tenderly and compassionately. Neither of them spoke, they just stayed in the cemetery quietly all afternoon.
"Huh?" Zina woke up from his sleep. The sky had begun to get dark and it was almost getting dark. "Hezi, Hezi, wake up quickly, we can't stay on the mountain anymore." The wind that just blew was so comfortable that he fell asleep unconsciously. It was already sunset when I woke up, but luckily I woke up in time, otherwise I would feel horrified just thinking about spending the night in a cemetery.
If Wakko knows your psychological activities, she will definitely tell you not to be afraid? Anyway, she just saw a lot of monsters in the cemetery, and there was even a little dog monster sitting on your head. You have been with so many monsters, and you will feel less scary when you think about it, right? Kazuko, who is calm every day, said there is no pressure.
But the person involved couldn't hear it, and the guy was still asleep and unconscious. Zina called several times but got no response, and the sun was about to drop below the horizon. "no solution anymore."
Zina carried Hezi on his back and walked quickly down the mountain. Fortunately, people often came to worship in this tomb area, and the management office also set up street lights, so it was not scary to walk.
The girl on his back was so light and terrifying that he could even feel her distinct ribs. He felt heartbroken and pitiful. This person is usually indestructible. She only occasionally shows her weakness in front of him when she is extremely tired. Then she returns to her old ways and equips herself to perfection. Do you really think you are a superman?
Well, Wakko-chan has to act coquettishly like this sometimes. I know you are awake, your eyes are wandering around, and your breathing is suspiciously steady. I knew it when I carried you on my back.
Zina, who originally thought he would be scared, walked on the mountain road at night with the girl on his back, feeling calm and not afraid at all. The two of them were so close that they breathed together, as if they could hear each other's heart beating.
How I wish this road could be longer and keep this girl by my side. Someone is asking this in his heart.
When Zina carried Kazuko home, it was already dark, and the girl on her back had fallen asleep, making tiny squeaking sounds from time to time.
After opening the door, the gentle brown-haired woman looked reproachfully at the boy who was about to say something. When he saw the girl curled up on his son's back, he stopped, with a trace of worry on his face. The boy waved his hand to indicate that there was no need for dinner, and carried the girl upstairs.
Zina didn't come back very late today. Nana was extremely anxious. She made up her mind to deal with this naughty kid when he came back. At the same time, she was worried about what kind of trouble he would encounter outside.
Before anyone could come in, she saw Hezi coming back with Zijun, who seemed to be fast asleep. The child rarely showed his weak side. Normally, it would be almost impossible for Zina to carry it back unconsciously like this. He must be extremely tired.
Sawada Nana watched Tsui-kun put the girl on the bed, cover her with a quilt, take out the bed from the counter and put it next to the bed. She gently closed the door. Kazuko-chan, have a good dream.
The two children in the house were sleeping soundly.
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