The hotel Agnes was talking about was on the other side of the city. Normally, it would be easy to get there in around 20 to 30 minutes by motorcycle, but since there are zombies running around and cars blocking the roads, it would slow down our progress by a significant amount.
Also, we had reached another unfortunate predicament.
"No....the motor doesn't have any gas left," Dustin said. "I told them to refill at a gas station as soon as possible, but they wouldn't listen to me!"
"How irresponsible can they be? Even mine is empty," Perci said. "Sigh, it is what it is."
"Those damned idiots!" I said.
What kind of biker gang forgets to fill up their gas tanks anyway?
We all got out of the bikes and started walking.
"I honestly don't want to keep walking again," I said.
Perci and Kenji walked up to me and said the exact same words.
"Would you like to be carried, instead?"
They looked at each other in disbelief.
Kenji glared at him fiercely, but Perci returned his gaze with a soft smile.
"I'll do it!" Kenji went up to his face.
"Are you sure? You don't have to force yourself. I can do it," Perci said.
"I'm not forcing myself. Maybe you should just back off instead and let me handle it."
"She might not be comfortable with you."
"Screw you. I was her boyfriend. You're not. What makes you any better?"
I placed my head on my palm.
"I never said I wanted to be carried, you idiots! I'm just complaining about having to walk again," I said. "So can you please stop arguing?"
"Y-you can carry me instead, Kenji," Agnes said. "My feet have been sore from spending hours searching for you, so maybe-"
"Forget it. I'm not interested in carrying anyone else besides Ori," Kenji said.
Agnes frowned and looked down for a moment. I walked closer and tried to comfort her.
"Agnes.....I,"
"Get away from me.....traitor."
The blonde looked at me with misty green eyes and a scornful expression.
"This is your fault."
"I-I'm sorry..."
"Um, hello? Agnes, right?"
Perci joined our conversation.
"I can carry you if you want."
"Eh?" Agnes was shocked.
"W-wha?" I stuttered.
"If you're alright with me, then I'll do it."
She looked at me, then looked back at Perci, then looked towards me again with a mischievous grin as she pushed her glasses back up.
What's with that look on her face?
"Um, thanks."
"Just hold on to my umbrella, okay?"
"Okay."
Perci carried Agnes in his arms and walked away.
Why do I feel so irritated about this? It's not like I'm jealous or anything. Right? Right?
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Gentleman of the Apocalypse
Romance"Men are trash." This was Ori's absolute philosophy in life. Every encounter she's had with them always seems to end in disaster. It was because of them that her life had been filled with despair, to the point that she had become the most unpopular...
