How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 7. Ice is just as good as fire (6)

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Friday morning.

It is the day to meet a broker. We are planning to meet on the highway in the morning, so I wake up early and get ready.

“How about me?”

Camilla stood under a flashlight that was hung instead of a lampshade.

Wearing only a sports bikini, she posed here and there like a model.

The hands that were packing my luggage stopped without me realizing it. I was a bit sleepy and drowsy, but I suddenly came back to my senses.

You shouldn’t laugh.

Camilla’s posture is provocative, her eyes waver anxiously here and there, and her cheeks become increasingly hot. She is also ashamed of herself.

“Why aren’t you talking?”

Stuttering is okay, but why is my voice cracking?

Camilla, who was nervous, licked her lips and sucked her lips repeatedly.

“… Do you think I’m funny?”

Body is better than words.

She stood up, took off her top, and positioned herself like a bodybuilder. Camila, startled, covered her mouth and laughed.

As I changed her posture, she covered her face with her palms out of embarrassment, but she didn’t take her eyes off me.

“What are you doing, all of a sudden!”

“I felt that way too.”

“Stop it, I told you to stop it!” “Oh, what should I do?”

Camila sits down on the floor, covers her face and smiles. When she woke up, she wiped her tears with her fingers. She must have been quite funny.

“Camilla. Pretty. I know it’s rude to stare too much, but even though I know that, I can’t take my eyes off her. To be honest, I almost want to touch it.”

“Hmph. She would have allowed it if she hadn’t laughed. But is she on the pretty side or the cool side? I have to be honest. “That way I can do my makeup a little differently.”

Unlike me, Camilla’s face is widely known.

Of course, every time she filmed a commercial, she changed her hair color and her mood changed, so it never felt like she was the same person. That’s Camilla’s secret to remaining a top model.

In addition, she also printed Elsa Liberation Front propaganda pamphlets. I also saw one yesterday. It was a photo of him wearing the uniform of the Elsa Liberation Corps and pointing a finger. Below it was written, ‘Erza wants you.’

Camila declared that she would “Rip out” My roots if I made fun of her for that, but I don’t make fun of people with things like this. Although her feelings may have changed now, Camilla must have been sincere back then.

No matter how much her sincerity has changed, she still gets hurt when others trample on her. Me, Camilla, anyone.

So she carefully dusted herself off and put it in her top pocket. Camilla begged him to leave her, but she persuaded him by saying, ‘I’m going to take it because it’s pretty.’

In fact, aside from being pretty, it came out extremely childish. It was a design that exuded the exaggeration typical of the former communist world and the patriotic colors of the United States during World War II.

So, if you collect all of this series and show it all at once, it will be a huge blow.

Anyway, compared to that stiff posture, now it’s really…

“The cool side.”

Camilla in the propaganda was wearing a military uniform. As soon as she saw it, the thought occurred to her that she was still pretty. The lines of a woman that set her apart from that of a man, characteristics that I, who had not studied art, could not put into words, were clearly evident.

But the Camilla in front of me now felt a little different. For days she trained me to my limits, and she worked out with the same intensity herself.

No, it was worse than me. Even when I was lying in the tent without even being able to lift a finger, I was able to lift dumbbells that I had found somewhere.

But that doesn’t mean Camila has built muscles like a bodybuilder. She was closer to that of a ballerina or gymnast. She looked a little straighter, a little more toned than her body had been when we had shared a drink with her a few days earlier.

Camilla seemed satisfied with my answer.

“… Thank god. “Then, you can disguise yourself as a man.”

“Huh?”

“Of course, if a woman exercises, she won’t become like a man. And vice versa. However, depending on where she trained, she may be able to save a little. So, like my shoulders and arms now?”

Somehow it felt a little different, and my shoulders became wider and my arms became thicker.

“Did you exercise like that to change your body shape?”

“Well, it’s not just that.”

Although her words trailed off, she soon put on a proud expression.

“You can’t change your body shape like you’re touching clay just by exercising for a few days. I just gave a little stimulation to the muscles I built during the liberation struggle. Focusing on the upper body and shoulders? Just adding a solid feel will make a big difference in your impression. Now, All you have to do is dress well.”

“It’s really amazing.”

Camilla was a little embarrassed by her selfless and pure admiration.

“I want to be helpful to you. “If you get caught because of me, you’ll be sorry.”

At one point, I was walking to Camilla. But when she actually stood in front of her, her mouth was shaking and she didn’t know what to express.

“Why, why? What. Suddenly.”

I felt like if I opened her mouth, a strange sound would come out again, so I just hugged her clumsily. Her heart was pounding so hard that her face burned.

Camilla seemed a little surprised, but did not pull back. Instead, she stuck one of her legs between my legs and got closer to me.

“No. Camilla. “Thank you.”

Actually, I was quite embarrassed. When I was fretting about her stamina running out, Camilla told me she couldn’t be a burden so she self-disciplined her body.

When I think about it, I didn’t appreciate the teachings. She just thought she was going to die from exhaustion. But it wasn’t enough for Camilla to risk her life to make contact, and she was even changing her own body.

For me, maybe for us.

Camila, buried in her chest, shook her head slightly.

“It was fun though. “I worked out with you.”

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“Is that so?”

“It was nice to be able to share the same thing with you. “I felt accepted.”

A slightly different excitement stirred in me than when I saw Camilla’s body. It was my first time like this.

I was hungry because I hadn’t eaten anything, but without realizing it, Camilla was tilting her head back. Although surprised and shy, Camilla’s eyes sparkled, perhaps in anticipation of what was to come.

Will I be able to cool down the heat by kissing her? I kissed her with a slightly selfish thought. Camilla’s calloused hands slid down my neck and caressed my back.

“Ha.”

Even though I left her lips, I felt like she was choking me even more. But she couldn’t look at Camilla directly. She was somehow embarrassed. But if I stayed any closer, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to leave on time.

“I’m sorry. “Let’s get ready.”

Camilla caught me as I was about to fall and gently kissed me. Very briefly.

“… Huh.”

Although I had no choice but to fall, Camilla seemed to be just as thirsty as me.

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… It was definitely like that before.

“… And.”

Where did Camilla go and a man I didn’t want to get close to was standing in front of me.

“What is this…?” “Is it special makeup?”

“Are you stupid?”

The voice is actually Camilla’s voice. It’s so absurd that I watched it two or three times.

First of all, the shape of her hair was different. The red hair that used to fall down to her chest had changed into the greasy ponytail typical of unemployed people. Anyone can see that the hair is cut haphazardly and tied with a rubber band to save on haircut costs.

“Oh, this? Cooking oil.”

“… “What is the white powder?”

“A little bread crumbs? “It looks like dandruff, doesn’t it?”

His face is full of freckles, his eyebrows are close together like seagulls, and I don’t know where he got those horn-rimmed glasses. To put it nicely, they’re horn-rimmed glasses, and they look like they’re mounted on a bicycle or something.

“… “What did you do to your body?”

“You can’t hide your breasts. It’s a bit big though… So what can you do? I need to fill my stomach. I wore an anti-armor uniform and hid some knives. Just wrap a towel around your neck and you’re perfect. Ah, this is good.”

When I wrapped a towel around my neck with the words ‘Buttmaek Mountain Lovers Group’ written on it, the person I knew completely disappeared. The unemployed person in the corner of the room, who has never done exercise before, cranes his head and glances here and there slowly.

“Ah. However… “It’s a bit frustrating.”

“Because of the boat?”

“No. Chest. I wore a lot of things… What should I do? “I guess I got sweaty in between.”

Camilla stuck out her tongue slightly. Blood rushed to my body. Not her lower body, but her fists. No matter how I look at it, the person who never came out from the upper floor of our gosiwon… It is very similar to a nuisance.

“Hmm. “It’s a bit lacking.”

Nevertheless, Camilla looks at her mirror and feels disappointed. Then she took out a bag of chocolates and chewed on her half.

“… “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to apply some of this around my mouth later.”

It’s top-notch. Camilla is top-notch. Being a top model wasn’t just because she had a pretty face.

“Hey, this smell…” “

“The canned saury I ate this morning. You can apply this too. It’s an oil you can eat. And this will fade over time.”

“Do you want me to put it on too?”

Instead of answering, Camilla stuck her finger into her can. She came towards me and tousled her hair. I could smell her fishy smell, and seeing myself looking good in real time in the mirror made me feel even more strange.

“Oh, while we’re at it, let’s trim our eyebrows.”

Camila is probably the only one holding a scalpel to trim her eyebrows. I don’t know what they did or how, but her forehead and the bridge of her nose seemed to have opened up.

“Good. I will take care of you in the future. Oh, that hair is hardened with oil, so if you pour water on it, it will straighten out. If you get caught and have to run away, pour water from a canteen. “I need to cause at least a little bit of confusion.”

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She locked the lock tightly on the safe house door. The bottom door was covered with a mat soaked in mud. I remembered the sound it made when I stepped on it with my foot, so I laid out iron plates here and there.

The truck was left in the fire department garage. If something is going to be stolen, you should just leave it alone. Because you can get it somewhere else. I just hope the looters get distracted by the truck and miss the Safe House.

“Let’s go.”

Instead, I found a car. It is large enough for six adult men to lift and move it. Colorful warning lights greeted me, but this allowed me to ride more comfortably. It’s a car that has to be abandoned anyway when it meets someone on the highway.

I took all the small jewelry with me. I only took half of the alcohol, of each type. In addition, each person carried their own cell phone, laptop, and two boxes of canned food. It’s a can of cultured meat from Cybele that I got at a convenience store, and I’ll give it to you in lieu of a fee.

I took a KS-74U shortened rifle and a 1911 pistol. Both are armed with portability in mind. Camila carried a hunting knife in her stomach, a Rock 17 pistol and an M4 carbine.

Because personal firearms have become so common and there have been cases of people being bitten by zombies even in cities, it is said that there is no question of carrying a weapon itself.

However, once inside the city, rifles must be kept in a carry bag, and what can be taken out and carried is limited to a pistol.

“It’s a trick.”

Camilla explained the reason in one word.

“The National Military Police does not distinguish between zombies and human beings. If a zombie appears, he’ll just shoot it. Then, they claim, ‘They had lethal weapons and attacked the military police, so they acted in legitimate defense.’

It was like that when they slaughtered the liberation team members indiscriminately. It didn’t matter if there were civilians or not. Zombies appeared there and started biting people, so we had no choice but to open fire. “The newspaper wrote it really well.”

“What did it say?”

“Collateral damage.”

That is what the city we are about to enter now looks like.

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If I understood Camilla’s explanation correctly, entering a protected area from a non-human protected area was in many ways similar to obtaining a public certificate without a personal cell phone.

It is difficult for general companies to verify individuals. Not only are there legal issues, but above all, it costs a lot of money. So they ‘detour’.

‘There were no problems over there? Then we will accept it here too.’

But what if you haven’t received confirmation anywhere? A maze worse than making phone calls between departments unfolds. Here, they tell me to get confirmation from there, and over there, they ask me to get confirmation from there again.

In other words, once you can get inside that ‘fence’, you can break through everything.

And brokers play the role of letting people into the ‘fence’.

“It’s coming.”

As we waited under a huge billboard that read, “Reading is a civic duty,” A six-seater van approached from a distance, spewing out smoke. Camilla and I took out our weapons and took aim at the van.

Soon the van stopped. A woman as magnificent as two men put together and a man who could handle her got down. The K-47 rifle in the two men’s hands looked like a toy.

“Milan, right? “The tall man over there is Caesar.”

Milan is Camilla’s pseudonym, and Caesar is the pseudonym I chose.

“Yes.”

Camilla was chewing chocolate, so her pronunciation was a little unclear. The woman and the man aimed at us, and we aimed at them.

The man slowly took out an infrared thermometer hanging on his waist. “It’s a procedure. Know?” He apologized and shot a beam at our foreheads. He tilted his head and shot his wife as well.

“… “Isn’t there air conditioning in the car?”

The man shook his head strangely.

“Why are you doing that?”

“It’s within the normal range, but the body temperature is a little high. But seeing that my wife is also high, well. “What about the items?”

“Trunk. “It’s open.”

A magnificent woman circled around us, aiming her rifle. Camilla’s muzzle followed her. A woman with her rifle slung over her shoulder lifted her canned goods box. I am confident that if it is that woman, she will be able to lift the continent.

“I heard that cars are available in the city.”

The man asked. I nodded. The man opened his palm and folded his fingers one by one. The moment our fingers were all folded, we lowered our guns.

“Let’s go.”

After gathering our luggage, we got into the van.

“Just a moment.”

I gave the magnificent woman the bottle of port wine I had prepared in advance. This is a bribe that was prepared in advance.

The woman looked me up and down, unimpressed, then snatched up her bottle, uncorked it with her bare hand, and slurped it down like juice.

“hehehe… “

At last the woman smiled.

“I get hungry every time I come here. What about you? Especially the pudgy one there. “You look like you’ve eaten a lot.”

“Would you like some chocolate?”

“Good.”

Camilla held out the half-crumpled bag with her grease-slicked hands. The magnificent woman ate half of it and gave the rest to the man. The man also seemed to feel better and smiled.

“Come on, let’s go quickly before we get hungry. “Shouldn’t we have dinner in the city?”