Only I Am Not Attacked In A World Overflowing With Zombies Volume 2 Chapter 26

It had already become the middle of December and the temperature was consistently low.  It was always windy on the roof of the building, so even if you wore a coat, you could feel the chilling wind whipping through.

Drying the laundry on the taunt rope pulled between two pieces of machinery, Mizuki looks up at the sky.  The sun shone brightly and there wasn’t a cloud in sight.  With that weather, the clothes should be dry by night.

This is the 4th day since Yusuke had shown his presence.  He had said that he would return in about 3 days; but yesterday, when Mizuki prepared an extra meal for him, he did not show up.

Mizuki became worried that something might have happened to him along the way.

(……He’s fine right?)  (TL: Daijoubu da yo ne)

All this time, the supermarket had been empty.  Today as well, it had the same appearance. (TL: of being empty)

Unable to calm herself, Mizuki leaves the drying area.  White smoke was faintly rising from the smoking device near the stair case heading inside the building.  Approaching it, she looks at the thermometer attached, confirming that the interior is being kept at around ３０℃.  (TL: 86 degrees)

Cooked for a long time at a low temperature as to make the meat tender, the food inside was now suitable to eat.  Opening the smoker, the food was resting on the mesh at the top, surrounded by the smoke coming off the wood at the bottom.

Currently un-marinated sausage and cheese were being cooked.  After learning how to correctly adjust the temperature, she planned to attempt the smoke other things.

Yusuke had tasked her with reading manuals on the device and learning through trial and error.  There were other tasks asked of her as well.  Anyway, a lot had to be done.  Firing herself up, Mizuki turns to head downstairs.

After she had finished everything on the list and finished the laundry as well, it was night time, and Yusuke still had not returned.

“I wonder if he’ll return tomorrow….”

Walking between the display shelves, she mutters this to herself.  While looking at her notepad which she had filled out with the things they will need for their work in the mountains, she places the items on the list in her basket as she locates them.

Inadvertently, she stumbles into the women’s clothing section.

“…….”

After a brief hesitation, Mizuki places her basket on the floor with her note inside.  She slowly walked through the isles of autumn and winter clothing.  She could freely take them and try them on as she pleased.  Mizuki became a little excited.

“Ah, this is cute…..”

She couldn’t wear one everyday because of work, but Mizuki liked skirts.  The 2nd floor was air conditioned, but even so, it was a little chilly when wearing a skirt.  Taking some thick stockings from the leggings corner, she makes her way to a dressing room to try them on.

Watching herself in the mirror, she tries on a knee-length checkered skirt, a loose flared skirt, and a skirt with frills on it.  After picking out an A line one-piece and a tunic with laces, she finds a blue blazer in a corner in the back.  On a whim, she picks it up to try on.

“How nostalgic…..”

With the under s.h.i.+rt and tie, it was just like a school uniform.  For a moment, it felt like she was back in time, before the outbreak.

“………….”

For a while she watched the nostalgic appearance in the mirror, but suddenly, she notices footsteps behind her.  Turning around, she can see Yusuke at a distance.  It appeared he came down from the elevator.  He approaches her.

“Takemura-san!”

At Mizuki’s voice, Yusuke slightly raises his hand.

“Ou.  I’m late.”

“Welcome back!  Are you okay?”

“Ah…, there are no problems.  I got my hands on something I wanted.  It’s piled in the car downstairs.”

As he was talking, Mizuki noticed Yusuke’s expression become cloudy.

“…..Something you were interested in?”

“The zombies outside became less.”

“Eh?”

“Their numbers didn’t decrease.  It seems the ones indoors have dove underground.”

“That’s….”

“Though it would be convenient to go to the mountains …  If their numbers go down a bit more, then even you guys could safely move around down there.”

Even as he said this, Yusuke’s expression was not bright.  It was as if something was concerning him, but he wouldn’t say it aloud. Yusuke speaks as if shaking off a grudge,

“Ma, with some electricity, we could stay here.  There’s really no need to rush.  How was it over here?”

“Etto, everything you asked has been finished.  I’ve also tried gathering everything we need to be self-sufficient in the mountains that was written on the note.”

Taking the notepad out of the basket, she hands it to Yusuke.  As he read the note intently, Mizuki began her story.

“A vynil house is impossible, but digging out a rut and covering it is a possibility.  If we plant crops that are resistant to the cold, then if the conditions are right, we may be able to grow certain things even in the middle of winter.  Anything else, we will have to wait at least three months until winter ends to grow them, but with the mountains soil, we should be able to naturally cultivate almost anything.  Chemical fertilizer, weed killer; if you don’t mind the condition of the crops, I feel we don’t really need them.  I’ve been reading a lot of different books but pottery looks pretty interesting.”  (TL: I know her report seems all over the place, but this is what was written.)

While listening to Mizuki, Yusuke flipped through the notebook.

The time it takes to sow the crops and even the correct time to harvest them, the right characteristics of the soil, ways to a.n.a.lyze certain types of weeds, how to add compost to soil along with the method of making it, all of the important material from the agriculture books he had brought had been extracted and written down with ill.u.s.trations so it was easy to understand.

Easy to grow and quick to harvest produce including potatoes were picked up on.  Each page of information was detailed as if someone experienced had written it.  Reading through page after page, Yusuke was silent for a moment before opening his mouth.

“……Could it be, you’re actually really smart?”

“Eh?  Saa……  I don’t really…..”  (TL: “Saa” is like “Idk”…  In this instance anyway.)

“Like what was your grade in school?”

“Etto…..”

She hesitates for a bit,

“One time, I finished a test within the top 5.”

“In your cla.s.s?”

“In my year…..”

“…………..”

Yusuke became silent.

“……..I, I’ve never been higher than the middle of my cla.s.s.”

“Is, is that so?”

“This feels like the notes of a smart person, seriously.”

“Etto….. sumimasen”  (TL: apologizing)

“?  Why are you apologizing?  It’s so easy to understand, it’s better to leave book work to you from now on.”

(TL: he says work that requires thought.)

Being praised by Yusuke, a smile spreads across Mizuki’s face.  Even more so than when she took a top place on her test, why did she feel so happy?

Taking one more look at the notebook, Yusuke closes it and looks at Mizuki.

“Well then…. what’s with that appearance?”

Eyeing her top to bottom, he looks at her clothes.  Yusuke’s eyes locked onto her thinly spread pink lip gloss.  Fidgeting, Mizuki awkwardly adverts her gaze.

“That’s…. when I finished everything you said to do, I thought maybe a change of pace……  I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s fine but….”

Yusuke cut’s off his words and slowly moves behind her.  Mizuki uneasily chases him with her gaze, but he was already embracing her from the back.

“Let’s do it while you wear that.”

“Hee-?”  (TL: surprised gasp)

Pulled along to the dressing room, Mizuki understands the meaning of his words and speaks in a hurry.

“Ah……eh…….that’s, I smell soap.  What happened?”

“Ah, I took a shower at my house.”

“…….Takemura-san’s house?”

“Ou.”

“That’s great!  There isn’t even a bath here.”

“If you get a large plastic bag, and line a cardboard box with it, then fill it with water from the hot water supply room; it’ll become a bath right?”

“Ah, is that so?  That’s right!  Let’s try making it now.”  (TL: souka? soudesune!)

“……you, even though you’re smart, you’re missing something.”

(TL: I’m not sure if he is saying you are missing the joke, as in he wasn’t serious, or she is lacking in brain power in some areas because she didn’t think about it earlier.)

“I’m sorry……”

“…..and stop trying to divert the conversation.”

As he grabs her b.r.e.a.s.t.s over her s.h.i.+rt from behind her and starts to ma.s.sage them, Mizuki hastily speaks up.

“Ano…. at night, if we can wait till night time!  Right here is a bit……”

“You have no rights to refuse~~.  Spread your legs.”  (TL: d.a.m.n)

Having that whispered in her ear, it felt has if her hips would crumble.  While trembling, she slowly spread the legs under her skirt which were wrapped in stockings.  She had been embraced by Yusuke many times, but this was the first time while wearing clothes.  She hadn’t yet prepared her heart either.  With a furious sense of shame, her face turns a deep red.

“Take off your top, and place your hands on the mirror.”

Obeying his command, she takes off her blazer and only wearing a thin s.h.i.+rt, places her hands against the mirror.  Watching herself stick her a.s.s out towards him, she felt like her cheeks were on fire.

His hand entered her skirt and she trembled in surprise.  Peeling her tights back down her thighs, her white b.u.t.t is exposed.  Slowly he undoes the laces on her shorts.  (TL: I’m not entirely sure wtf she is wearing under her skirt)

“……!”

As his finger comes underneath the shorts and traces her entrance, Mizuki’s voice leaks.  She couldn’t see what was happening under her drooping skirt through the mirror.  When she thinks that Yusuke is able to see it, she becomes shy and wants to run away.

He teases her opening over her panties.  Has his finger brushes over her sensitive parts, spreading open her folds and rubbing them, it becomes harder and harder for her to hold in her voice.  Her breathing becomes rough and she loses strength in her arms.  As the moisture builds up in her shorts, there is a squis.h.i.+ng sound as he rubs the sticky material.

After a while he hooks his finger on her panties and pulls them down.

(Ah…..ah…..)

She imagined the scene of the disgusting threads of her juices being pulled between her and her panties as they came down.  She hears the sound of a belt being removed behind her, and feels something hot press against her a.s.s.  At that, Mizuki returns to herself.

“A, ano….. condom…… we don’t have one right now……”

“I have one, put it on for me.”

“……….”

Mizuki is handed a small package with a condom inside.

Pressing his body against hers, he stands her up straight.  Lifting her on her toes, he spreads her legs and pushes his hardness between her legs in front of her.  At the lewd appearance shown to her in the mirror, Mizuki’s face becomes redder.

“Ah…. eto……”

“Open it and put it on.  Give it a shot.”

“Ha, hai…..”

She breaks open the package and holds his shaft with her hand.  Slowly, she covers Yusuke’s thing between her legs with the condom.  Stretching it from the tip to the root, she carefully grips his thing in her hand as it pulses.

“Yosh.  You did good.  Let me borrow your a.s.s.”

“Th, that kind of expression….!

Ignoring her protest, Yusuke pushes her body down.  Mizuki once again braces herself with both hands on the mirror and her a.s.s sticking out at him.  Antic.i.p.ating insertion, Mizuki braced herself for the pain.

The rough hands of the man behind her grabs her waist.  The impending penetration was getting closer.

The hardness pressed inside Mizuki’s wetness.

There was no pain.

As she accepted him all the way to the back of her entrance, Mizuki furrowed her brows in confusion.  Letting out ragged breath, she becomes perplexed by a building feeling.

(Are…. why……?)  (TL: “Are” is like “huh?”)

He began thrusting full-scale.  With a slapping noise, Yusuke’s hips banged against her soft b.u.t.t.  As he rubbed her insides back and forth, an itchy feeling began to crawl up from her hips.  Expecting the pleasant feeling from before, she became frustrated.

(Today, quickly….. come……!)

Being thrust into without restraint, her head started to get dazed.  Consumed by a pink haze, her reason melts away.

As if crazed, Mizuki sucks on Yusuke’s finger which he had used to tease her before.  In doing so, she avoids the kiss which had been approaching.  It could have been that he respected her last resistance of keeping her lips off limits.  While keeping that thought in her heart, she entwines her tongue around his finger, thoroughly licking the joints.  As if it were a p.e.n.i.s, she runs her lips up and down it, rolling her tongue around it in her mouth while sucking.

With drool messily dripping out of her mouth, what was reflected to her in the mirror was the appearance of her being f.u.c.ked from both sides.

(H, how obscene…..  I’m obscene…..)

It was not the romantic fantasy she had once dreamed about.  A fantasy where she met someone she liked, and slowly they both explored each other with care, feeling good together.  There was no love.  As if they were two wild animals in the back of a cave, licking each others wounds; it was that kind of mating.

(Ah….., ……ah!)

The itchy feeling became numbness, and without being able to escape, became bigger as it knocked on the back of her womb.  It was a feeling she hadn’t experience until now.  As her thoughts are shaken, the feeling becomes better and better.  As if breaking through a wall, the feeling of pleasure began to spike and Mizuki became frightened.

“I……I’m scared……, Takemura-san, this, it’s scary…..!”

At that urgent shout, Yusuke moved.  With a quick movement, he pulls out of her, leaving her gaping and empty.  Without giving her time to raise her voice, he pushes her to the floor of the dressing room and rolls her on her back.

With both hands, Mizuki turns and hugs Yusuke as he comes down on her from above.  Without worrying about her disgraceful appearance, her crotch is spread wide as if ready to accept a male.  Responding to that begging posture, he once again inserts his hardness.  With that pleasant feeling gone, she was on fire, wanting it to return again.

(Ah…. his abs, they’re hard…..)

With her thoughts melting away, she runs her hands up and down Yusuke’s body.  Her brain went numb thinking about the hard muscles underneath his clothing.

(So firm…. amazing….!)

With Yusuke hammering into her, she shakes her hips.  The pleasant feeling runs through her like electricity and she can no longer think.  Loneliness, pain, worry, and pain; she forgets everything and becomes a girl wallowing in pleasure.  (TL: it says pain twice)

Unexpectedly, her pleasure reaches it’s peak.

“Ah…. AAAAAHHHHHH!!”

As if anchoring her floating body, she desperately grabs onto Yusuke’s back, clinging to him.  With violent s.h.i.+vers, she presses her crotch into him, feeling his hardness pressing against her womb.  Even if there was pain, it turned to pleasure as she continued to press hard into him.

At that time, Mizuki felt his hardness throb inside of her and even more strongly drove it inside herself.  With her back twitching, she clenches tightly around him, pulsating.

With the inside of her body completely filled by him, she rides out her wave of pleasure until her consciousness becomes white.