"Aaaaah!!!"
Noisy sounds drifted from the distance.
A chaotic street scene came into view.
Blood was splattered across shattered shop windows, and a rear-ended car exploded with a boom.
Painful wails and terrifying roars intertwined, making one's skin crawl.
The living ran and wailed, while the dead wandered and roared.
The thick scent of blood mixed with the smell of burning was nauseating.
It was a sunny noon, yet it felt bone-chillingly cold.
Arthur had gradually adapted to the Apocalypse.
He calmly stuffed the four packages full of medical supplies he had brought out into the truck bed and locked it!
"My car keys are still in the Faculty Office, and the car is parked inside the school. Does that mean we can only take this one?"
Shizuka Marikawa frowned as she looked at the pickup truck in front of her.
"But this car only has two seats!"
"What about the truck bed?"
Arthur shook his head. "There was some space in the back, but with the medical supplies we just added, it's now packed full of resources. It can't fit a single person."
A miscalculation.
He had originally planned to load up on supplies and have Shizuka Marikawa drive her own car on the way back.
But packing the medicine had wasted a lot of time, and with the gate blocked, they could only leave by scaling the wall.
How were the four of them supposed to ride in the car now?
Don't be fooled by the streets full of parked cars.
Without keys, just the noise of smashing a window or opening a door would attract a large number of Zombies.
If you were unlucky enough to encounter a better car with an automatic alarm, once that sound went off, the Zombies from the next street over would come here for a buffet!
Not to mention those hot-wiring maneuvers you see in movies.
They're simply impossible in reality!
What era is this? Modern cars aren't like the old ones.
Even if you managed to start the engine.
How would you drive it away without removing the steering lock?
Not to mention that slightly better cars either have engine immobilizers or are entirely keyless start systems... In short.
Times have changed!
"Hmm..."
Shizuka Marikawa stared at the two-seater cabin of the truck.
After all, it was a high-end Ford Raptor model, so the cabin space was still quite spacious.
"Maybe it's not impossible to fit?"
"Eh?"
Ellen stared blankly at this airheaded School Doctor.
How could four people possibly sit in two seats?
"That's it!"
Shizuka Marikawa's eyes lit up.
"As long as two people share one seat, it'll work!"
You really are a genius!
The other three present were left speechless by her idea.
But after thinking it over, they realized there really was no other way.
They couldn't exactly have the other two cling to the roof; there was nothing to hold onto up there.
"Stop dawdling, those monsters are coming!"
As it turned out, Shizuka Marikawa had become the most proactive one.
"Mmm—"
She looked everyone up and down.
"It's decided!"
"Blank-kun, you and I will sit on the bottom. Saeko-chan, you sit on my lap. And that little one over there will sit on Blank-kun's lap. It's settled!"
"Ah!?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Ellen's face turned beet red.
She had to... sit on the big shot's lap?
What kind of shameful punishment was this!
Absolutely not!
Arthur didn't have much of an issue with being the one on the bottom.
After all, in terms of physique.
He was a guy and the tallest; there was no way he could sit on them.
As for Shizuka Marikawa, she was clearly self-aware; her voluptuous body would make a pretty good cushion for the two girls.
However...
Given Ellen's personality, she would rather die than sit on a guy's lap.
"I'll sit on Blank's lap," Saeko Busujima said with a smile, helping Ellen out of an awkward situation.
Although they hadn't known each other for long, she had a good understanding of the girl's personality and her relationship with Blank.
The two were clearly not particularly close.
At first, she had assumed the girl was his girlfriend, but she quickly dismissed that idea.
Perhaps Blank was just looking out for her because she was also an international student, like himself.
"Hmm… alright," Shizuka Marikawa still hesitated a little, "but if this young girl sits with me, there won't be enough space in the driver's seat."
There was no other way.
The driver's seat had a steering wheel, and even when she sat alone, her chest was almost pressing against it.
If another girl, whose chest size could almost rival hers, joined her, she doubted the steering wheel would even be able to turn!
"I'll drive," Arthur said, pulling open the door and getting into the driver's seat.
"Then I'll trouble you," Saeko Busujima didn't doubt his driving skills, as it was clear he had driven the car there earlier.
She put away her wooden katana and, following his outstretched hand, stepped inside.
Saeko Busujima's slender hand smoothed her skirt, then she swung one leg over, actively straddling Arthur's lap in an embrace, settling down steadily.
Arthur hadn't expected her to be so bold.
But he didn't shrink back either.
His hands passed through her sides, gripping the steering wheel.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his reactions.
"Saeko-senpai, what shampoo do you use?"
At this moment, Arthur was practically embracing Saeko Busujima's waist, and next to his head was her soft, cool purple long hair.
Naturally, his nostrils were filled with her scent.
"I don't use anything special," Saeko Busujima unconsciously wriggled a little.
"Do I have some kind of smell?"
"Yes," Arthur seemed to notice her rare shyness.
He leaned in and whispered, "A very pleasant smell. I wish I could keep smelling it."
On the other side, Ellen, already sitting on Nurse Marikawa's lap, looked utterly resigned.
She felt like a mere bystander, even if she squeezed in, she was an outsider… The big shots' world was too thrilling!