How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 8. The Life of Others (Complete)

Camilla did not answer. I grabbed her hand. She had no strength at all. Her world is falling apart.

The human mind has inertia, so it rarely breaks down. On the other hand, once something collapses, it is difficult to build it up again. Maybe her man named Hut was like that too.

But I can’t let Camilla go like that. Now, it’s mine. So, I push it, even if it means forcing it.

“So what are you going to do now?”

“… “What should I do?”

Camilla’s eyes are unfocused. The expression disappeared from her face. She hears me, but it’s just a mechanical response.

“So what do you want to do now?”

“What are you doing, why are you saying such foolish things? “That’s right.”

The conversation stopped. Camilla looked back at her room like someone waking up from a bad dream. Ceiling. Covered laptop. CCTV on the wall.

“… What should I do now… ?”

“Okay. Let’s say this was all a lie. That woman named Falkrum was deceiving everyone, and I don’t know how it works, but let’s say that goddess statue turns people into zombies. But? So what?”

Camilla hesitated.

“Camilla. You told me that. I wanted to see straight what you did in the Liberation Front. I said I wanted to know if Hans was really deceiving you. Do you remember?”

“Yes. I remember.”

“And you did that, right?”

“This is what I wanted…”

You must not give yourself time to think. Push it You have to hold her so she can get up on her own. Her flesh can be added later. Camilla must not be allowed to lose herself.

“Right or not? Just tell me. Did you find what you wanted or didn’t you find it?”

“…I found it.”

“Then let’s just think about that. Anyway, you know one thing you want to know. Now it’s time to move on to the next step.

Camilla, you said you were trained to move even when your physical strength was low. Remember?”

Camilla nodded her head.

“Yes, I remember.”

“How do you do that?”

Is it because it was engraved into her body through grueling training? Camilla answered quickly.

“One thing at a time. Think calmly and move only what is possible.”

“This is the same. You didn’t do anything wrong. You just wanted something and achieved it. After that, you can decide on something new and move on.”

Camilla bit her lip.

“…I. You know.”

But she couldn’t continue speaking and hugged me. I accepted her when she was about to break down.

At that time, a crackling sound came from the ceiling speaker. Even if it was built sparingly, the apartment appears to be an apartment.

– We will guide you.

– A circular power outage to save power will begin after 30 minutes. Hampton City Hall notified that Districts 13 and 14, including District 12 where our hotel is located, will be without power for two hours. Power outage times may extend without notice.

– We ask that our guests be well-armed in preparation for any emergency and respond to intrusions.

– The desk staff will contact you prior to your visit, so please do not open the door to any unauthorized person. The hotel is not responsible for death or injury to guests.

– In addition, CCTV is operated in all areas to prevent acts such as assaults on employees, damage to furniture, and theft. Please be aware that this is a measure for the safety of you and the hotel.

– Please be advised that if such behavior is discovered, it will be physically suppressed without prior warning.

– I’ll say it again…

The announcement continued once more. If that happens, CCTV will be turned on in our rooms as well.

“Wait a minute.”

Camilla stopped me as I tried to get up. So she did that.

The sofa in the room was quite large and spacious. Even if the two of us were half lying down, it wouldn’t be uncomfortable. Camilla, who was in my arms, touched my chest.

It seemed closer to something I did unconsciously, not because there was any purpose, but just because it was there.

“… “It started with carpet.”

Camilla said something unintelligible. I just listened in silence.

“It was a very busy day. I had school classes in the morning and a photo shoot in the afternoon, and no matter how many times I tried to adjust the time, I couldn’t eat lunch. So, I was in a hurry to have a good breakfast, and I spilled tomato juice on the carpet.”

As expected of someone talking about memories, a faint smile appeared on her face. But because of her trembling voice, I felt like I knew what the ending would be like.

“It was one of those cheap carpets you see everywhere, but I liked that carpet. It was the first decoration I bought with money as an adult.

A brown bear doll on white cloth. The edges were worn down, so dust flew up every time I cleaned it. “My dorm roommate was disgusted, but I was stubborn.”

This probably happened when I was a college student.

“But when I came back after filming, the carpet was clean. Did your roommate change? I wanted to She liked girls to be neat and tidy, just like me.

I asked my roommate who came back from his part-time job in the evening and he was surprised. He said he didn’t even touch it.

I noticed something strange so I looked at the carpet again. Let alone any traces of spilled tomato juice, there wasn’t even a single thread loose. The edges that should have been worn were stiff. That wasn’t the carpet I bought. “Someone had bought a new one and brought it to me.”

Camilla trembled. She gently rubbed her back. She waited until it was settled. So that she could vomit out the painful memories that were stuck inside her.

“After that day, things in the house changed one by one. One more pencil in the pencil case, or a small flower pot that you had never seen before being placed.

I was a bit young back then, so I just installed more locks and complained to the school… That was about it. But the day when all the towels turned red, I couldn’t stand it anymore.

I took a police officer to look through all the CCTV records, but unfortunately, all records from that time period had disappeared.

Neither the police nor the school gave me any proper information. Instead, all I heard behind my back was, ‘I heard you got a celebrity’s disease after taking a photo shoot for that person.’ In the end, I left the dormitory and found a separate room. But… “The bullying was the same.”

Camilla’s breathing became heavy.

“No, it actually got worse. There was underwear on her bed… It’s like it’s been cut with scissors. Someone takes juice out of the refrigerator, drinks it, and leaves the cup untouched.

But there isn’t one. There is no evidence that someone opened my door and entered, and it is not shown on CCTV. Because everything has been erased. “Do you think I’m crazy?”

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“No. At all.”

“One day I was just hiding near the house. To see what kind of guy goes into the house. I came out like a normal day, changed my clothes in the shopping mall bathroom, put on a wig, and sat down at the cafe wearing dark sunglasses.

But no one went into our house. I thought I wasn’t going to come today, so I went to the bathroom and came back. I did… There were two tissues on the table.

Two sheets of tissue with nothing written on them. If it’s just one piece, you’d think someone passed it along. Two sheets….

I screamed like a crazy person. The store said they really don’t know. Everything was like that. Someone is putting their hands in my life and stirring things up here and there, and I… I can’t do anything. From that day on, I hated being alone.”

“Why do you think that is?”

“Because I didn’t stay still. Elsa: I am in favor of independent independence for the people. The current government is a puppet… This was after I shared a social media post called.

I was in my second year of college, and my athletic skills were mediocre, but I was still doing pretty well as a model, so I had a lot of followers, and the article that I supported Elsa’s independence was spread everywhere.”

Camilla was not just a person who suffered from loneliness.

Someone or some group maliciously harassed her. By breaking and breaking her heart, not her body. Sometimes it is worse to torture her mind than to inflict pain directly on her body.

Just by allowing the victim to ‘imagine’ what will happen in the future, one can push the victim into a hell of their own making. Simply and without much effort.

“You know. I still tried really hard? She somehow got through school and did more commercials. I also thought, ‘If you’re going to do something, just do it.’ “I deliberately promoted the company that financed the independence struggle.”

“You were brave, Camilla.”

“I was young and fearless back then. And… I didn’t want to lose. Any athlete will do that. “But she didn’t know then that she was digging my own grave.”

Camilla let out her long sigh. She gently stroked her hair to show that it was okay. Then she snuggled into my arms like the delicate animal she was.

“If you could go back, do you think you would have made a different choice?”

Camilla hesitated. For quite some time.

She seemed to know what happened next. Römer was said to have taken ‘her swimming’ away from her. The dream she wanted to achieve, but the sadness that seemed to be just beyond her fingertips.

I don’t know specifically what she did or how she did it, but it was probably an extension of what she had been doing so far. Breaking her spirit without even touching her body… Even worse things.

Otherwise, how could such a strong person come to me, saying he didn’t want to be alone? Camilla was desperate. As much as she doesn’t want to remember those days, it makes her want to run away.

What answer should I give?

“… “I’m not sure yet.”

Camilla eventually told her true feelings. She stroked my cheek and whispered.

“When I think about it, I feel like I’ve been pushed here and there. I thought I was living my life the way I wanted, but it’s just… I don’t like this place, so I bounce there, and I don’t like that place, so I bounce again… And then, now I’m here. “In your arms.”

“So, do you regret it?”

She asked playfully, rubbing her back and down her back.

Camilla poked my side with her finger, and she pulled my body towards her. So much so that I could feel her chest and stomach swelling with every breath she took.

Then I felt some tremor.

It is crying. It was the sobbing of the body. Instead of her head and mouth not being able to speak out loud, her body was crying.

“… I don’t know. Too… All… “

Recall what you know about Camilla. There weren’t as many as I thought. We know a lot about Camilla, but the rest is an unknown world.

All I understand about her is what I already know. She, too, is a person who was thrown away because her faith was broken, and she is still unable to stand up because of that.

I tell her what I want to say to her.

“Take it back.”

Camilla looks up at me with her round eyes. I added.

“Life. Life. “I have to get it back.”

“My life… ?”

Camilla repeated the phrase “My life” A couple of times. But she quickly shook her head.

“… There is no life to get back. I’ll just spend the rest of my life burning Römer. “I will kill them all.”

I wiped the area around her eyes with my thumb. Camilla didn’t know what she was talking about, but she closed her eyes when she saw my wet, dripping fingers.

“Let’s start with small things.”

“Which one?”

“Things you like. Something like exercise. “Cooking or something.”

She laughed at the word cooking.

“I don’t really like cooking. I like to eat. “What you did.”

“You should do this more often.”

Camilla opened her eyes at those words.

“I’m hungry.”

He grabbed my face and kissed me. He looked closely at her without taking his eyes off her, and this time he kissed her eyelids.

“… “I’m hungry, I’m so hungry.”

“Do you want to eat something? Shall I bring it for you?”

“No. “It’s right in front of me.”

It was an unknown word. Camilla caresses my cheek.

“… I don’t know. I don’t really remember. What you like. What I want to do… But it’s strange. I vividly remember everything I was with you.

The dish you cooked. When you came to save me, it was in the basement of the fire station where we worked out together… It’s only for a moment, but it all comes back to me. “But, I’m hungry.”

He said something unintelligible and pulled down my shirt. He carefully placed his mouth on my upper chest. The tingling texture, the moist feeling, and the soft yet powerful push of the tip of the tongue are vivid.

A trace remained. She left a mark on me, just as I left a mark on her collarbone.

“… So, while I’m staying by your side, I’ll think about it slowly. Is it okay though? I now… “

“Okay. “Because it’s mine.”

“You are mine too.”

The siren rang. It is a warning sound of Danjeon. Camilla put my clothes back on. But she was still holding me tightly. Then she suddenly pinches her side.

“Ah, why!”

“When I think about it, I’m a little angry. Station… what? Bunny girl? What good is there for a guy who watches things like that? “You know what’s really weird about that?”

She turns around while pouting. I was dumbfounded and pulled Camilla behind her. She flailed slightly, but did not shake off his arms that were holding her body.

“Was it that strange?”

“Do you have to ask me to know that? Imagine a man wearing something like that!”

“Really? What if I wear that and show it to you… Ah!”

He pinched her thighs generously and turned her back, but he pressed her buttocks and back closely. It didn’t seem like a good posture in a situation where CCTV would soon be turned on.

“I didn’t even tell you to put it on, so why are you so annoyed?”

“… It bothers me because you seem to like that kind of thing! But, no. I hate it so much. Shame. “Subhuman, that kind of thing.”

She mutters with even her ears turning red. No, it’s not that I particularly liked it, it’s just that other things weren’t really my taste.

“… “If it’s Kinney, I don’t know.”

“Huh? Camilla, what did you say?”

“Oh, I don’t know!”

Camilla stood up suddenly. She coughed and then she coughed. She places her forehead in her hands and leans against her wall. I brought her water bottle and she drank it down, gulping it down. I am full of cold sweat.

I wouldn’t know it normally, but it looks really painful right now. Even if you’re okay right now, the mental shock won’t go away that easily.

Just then a red light came on on CCTV. Camilla leaned against her wall and stared at me.

“… “John, me.”

“Yes, tell me.”

“I’ll try something small. “There’s something I want to try.”

“Which one?”

“Being alone.”

Although she looked tired and tired, Camilla’s face looked more relaxed than ever.