"Huryah!"
I slammed my umbrella against a zombie's face.
Me and Perci continued to run around the residential area, jumping from house to house, climbing walls and getting over fences.
RAAAAAAAAH!
"Damn it! Why are they still after us?" I said.
We took a turn to the left and hid behind a van.
The zombies went past us and I took a deep sigh.
"I'm tired....."
I looked at Perci, who was just staring off into space.
He's been quiet for a while. Ever since Wolfis died.
"Perci, are you all right?"
He didn't respond.
"Perci. Perci."
I tapped his shoulder.
"Ah. Oh, I'm sorry. What did you say?"
"It's not your fault. You were just trying to protect me."
"Oh, don't worry about me. I'm fine."
He tilted his head and smiled at me.
That damned smile.
That damned fake smile.
"You're not fine. You've been unusually quiet all this time."
"I'm just contemplating what happened earlier. It's quite bothersome. But believe me, I can handle it."
I remember the words he told me before.
"My grandfather said that once you kill someone, your heart will forever be scarred and tormented."
Is that what he's feeling right now? But it was an accident. He didn't mean to kill Wolfis.
I didn't think it would be good to talk about this further, so I decided to change the topic.
"Um, how far away are we from your house?"
"It's actually not that far from here. It's located north of the residential area."
"North? Isn't that just mostly forest?"
"Let's go. Just follow me."
Oh no, don't tell me this is going to be some shanty house in the middle of the woods. I'm scared.
Perci went out first and led the way.
"Wait, I'm tired."
"Sorry, but we can't rest now, it's getting dark."
Perci lifted me in his arms and started running.
"Woah! We're doing this again?!"
"You're pretty lightweight, so it's no problem for me."
"Are you sure you aren't just saying that just to make me feel good?" I asked.
"If I were lying, I wouldn't have even considered carrying you in the first place," Perci said.
I'm still skeptical, but he made a pretty good argument so I couldn't say anything.
He called me lightweight......I'm relieved.
I might have killed him on the spot if he called me fat.
One of his special skills, being able to move elegantly while carrying someone. I should just be grateful.
The way he jumps around and evades every zombie while keeping his hold on me was marvelously impressive. I'm starting to think he vigorously practiced this sort of thing.
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Gentleman of the Apocalypse
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