It's been two days since I killed Shido. Our ragtag party of survivors has moved to the coast to get fish, its kind of like our main dish now its extremly hard to keep live stock. But today was diffrent from the others, a pig walked ahead of my still unknowing of my presence. I took careful aim trying to make sure I hit a vital point.
'Bang' the sound echoed followed by a heavy thump. The pig fell onto the ground regretably dead.
"What the hell was that." Takashi rounded a corner catching up with me, soon followed by everyone else.
"Where having pork tonight." I spoke pointing to the now dead pig. In one swift motion I trew my backpack off my back and onto the ground. Digging through it I pulled out a large apron and a blood stained rope. I could hear the silent cheers behind me as I slowly put the apron on over my head. Turning to my side I seen Takashi do the same with an apron he pulled from his bag. It may have taken time but me and Takashi roped the pig and carried it back to the beach house we had settled down at for the time being.
