"Master Busujima..."
Rei Miyamoto emerged from behind the decorative pine trees, her expression carefully restrained to hide her pounding heart.
She had never imagined that the strange noises weren't caused by a zombie invasion, but rather by the revered Master Busujima violently raping Saya Takagi against the perimeter fence.
As a girl who had once nearly been sexually assaulted by a predatory teacher, Rei harbored a deep, visceral hatred for rapists.
However, as an incredibly pragmatic and intelligent survivor, Rei also knew exactly when to speak up and when to keep her head down to ensure her own advantage.
Back when Koichi Shido had cornered her, lacking concrete evidence and knowing the significant political influence of Shido's congressman father, she had known that rashly accusing him would only bring shame and ruin upon herself and her family.
Therefore, Rei had kept the trauma buried deep in her heart, never telling a soul.
It had to be said that compared to the arrogant, sheltered rich girl currently weeping against the fence, Rei Miyamoto perfectly embodied the saying: A poor child learns to be independent early.
"Your name is Rei Miyamoto, right?" Adrian asked with a relaxed, dark smile, looking down at the blonde girl stepping into the floodlights.
'This beginner's storyline really is a freebie,' Adrian thought in amusement.
It was only the very first day of the apocalypse, yet several of the female protagonists were already gathered like ripe fruit waiting to be plucked.
In the original timeline, Saya and the "life-winner" protagonist, Takashi Komuro, had been classmates since kindergarten. The haughty, twin-tailed genius had harbored a secret crush on Takashi since childhood.
However, as the trope goes: Childhood sweethearts are always defeated by the unexpected transfer student. When Takashi met Rei in middle school, he immediately forgot all about Saya's existence.
Although Rei and Takashi had established a nominal romantic relationship, they hadn't actually engaged in much physical intimacy.
Takashi, in particular, was practically emotionally clueless and oblivious to her needs. So, after Rei was nearly assaulted by Shido and held back a year, her emotions had been highly unstable. She had originally wanted to confide in her boyfriend about her deep-seated trauma.
However, Takashi had been too obsessed with his own teenage angst and hobbies to notice her suffering, leading Rei to seek comfort in the arms of his far more mature and attentive best friend, Hisashi Igou.
Of course, in the messy reality of a teenage love triangle, it was difficult to say who was truly right or wrong.
The main reason Rei was heavily criticized as a "green tea bitch" by the anime's fanbase was her terrifying pragmatism. Hisashi had been brutally bitten to death by zombies that very afternoon while trying to protect her. Yet, to secure her own physical and emotional survival, she had immediately thrown herself back into Takashi's arms before Hisashi's blood was even dry. If it weren't for the constant life-or-death interruptions of the outbreak, the two of them might have slept together that very night.
That ruthless, survival-first mentality became an indelible stain on Rei's reputation, permanently branding her as a manipulative opportunist in the eyes of many.
"Hello. This humble student is Rei Miyamoto," Rei replied quickly, lowering her head in a deep, respectful bow to mask the complex emotions swirling in her eyes.
"Come here," Adrian commanded, looking at the trembling blonde like a wolf observing a quail.
"M-Master Busujima, perhaps I shouldn't disturb your... activities any longer. Please allow me to take my leave," Rei stammered.
She cast a brief, terrified glance at Saya, whose hands were still bound to the barbed wire and whose eyes were completely glazed over in shock. Rei instantly regretted stepping out of the shadows. She took two slow steps backward, wanting nothing more than to sprint back to the safety of the dorm.
But before she could even turn her shoulders, a cold glint shot through the air.
Thwack!
A gleaming, willow-leaf throwing knife sliced perfectly through a lock of her blonde hair and buried itself deep into the trunk of the pine tree inches from her ear. Most of the steel hilt sank into the solid wood, leaving two severed strands of her hair fluttering to the ground.
"I will not repeat myself," Adrian stated, his voice dropping all pretense of warmth.
He casually toyed with a second, identical throwing knife between his fingers. The blade was less than ten centimeters long and weighed less than a fountain pen. But Rei knew with absolute, chilling certainty that the tiny blade in his hand could pierce her brain before she could even twitch her leg to run.
"M-Master... did you need something?" A forced, terrified smile plastered itself onto Rei's face as she hastily jogged the remaining distance toward the naked man.
"Kneel down and lick it clean," Adrian ordered, pointing directly at his cooling, heavily soiled shaft.
"Ah... I—"
Rei stared in absolute astonishment at the towering man before her. Were all revered martial arts Grandmasters this shamelessly depraved behind closed doors?
Whoosh—!
The second willow-leaf knife suddenly flashed past her eyes. A sharp, stinging pain instantly erupted across Rei's cheek.
"Ah! My face!" Rei cried out, slapping her hands over her cheek as she stumbled backward, tears of pure terror welling in her eyes.
"Next time, I will not use the flat back of the blade," Adrian smiled faintly, smoothly drawing a third knife from a hidden strap.
Despite being completely naked and seemingly unarmed, the Sword Saint was actually equipped with numerous, deadly concealed weapons strapped to his forearms and calves. After all, this was the apocalypse.
Women were a fun diversion, but his own survival was paramount. He had no intention of being caught off-guard while indulging his lust.
"Yes! Yes! I understand!"
Feeling the skin of her cheek and realizing she hadn't been permanently disfigured, Rei instantly abandoned her hesitation. Survival trumped dignity. She immediately dropped to her knees on the hard concrete.
Cupping the heavy penis that had just violently deflowered her classmate, Rei completely ignored the copious amounts of slick vaginal fluids, thick semen, and bright red virgin blood coating the flesh. She opened her mouth wide and took the entire, soiled shaft directly into her throat.
"Oh? Not bad technique. Have you practiced this before?" Adrian asked, genuinely surprised as he watched Rei swallow his entire length smoothly, without gagging.
Although his penis was now relatively soft from his recent ejaculation, it still retained significant, intimidating girth and length. Most inexperienced girls simply couldn't swallow it completely on the first try.
"Before... slurp... yes, I practiced," Rei answered breathlessly, popping the head out of her mouth to speak before diligently swirling her tongue around the blood-slicked ridge.
"Huh. So you aren't a virgin anymore?"
Adrian sounded distinctly disappointed.
Admittedly, the girl's oral skills were surprisingly decent for her age, but the thought that this pragmatic survivor had already been 'exploited' by a teenage boy instantly killed his rising sexual interest. It couldn't be helped; arrogant conquerors were simply that perverse when it came to claiming untouched territory.
"No! We didn't go all the way!" Rei said quickly, sensing the dangerous disgust in his tone.
Initially, Hisashi had begged to have full sex with her. But Rei, ever the calculating pragmatist, felt their relationship hadn't reached the absolute final stage of commitment yet. To appease him without giving up her ultimate leverage, she had only agreed to service him orally.
After all, a woman's hymen was her most valuable bargaining chip in the dating market.
As someone heavily driven by self-interest and long-term security, Rei wasn't about to give her ultimate prize away so easily to a boy still in high school.
"Huh? Is that true? Let me see," Adrian said, his dark amusement suddenly returning.
"Yes, Master."
Rei immediately stood up. Without a shred of her previous hesitation, she began to quietly and efficiently remove her sailor uniform, baring herself completely under the cold floodlights.
"Very good," Adrian praised, his eyes sweeping over her athletic, pristine figure.
While many viewers of the original anime might despise Rei Miyamoto for her cutthroat opportunism, the reality was quite different.
When you actually encounter a hyper-pragmatic survivor like her in the real world, you find they are incredibly easy and pleasant to deal with.
Of course, that rule only applies if you are the one in the absolute position of power. If you are weaker than her, you will find her incredibly ruthless.
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