"You think you can tell me what to do? I'm not a student at your school. You have no authority over me." Chen Luo glanced at him.
"..." Hearing Chen Luo's tone, a vicious glint flashed through Fuji Tō Kōichi's eyes. But when he saw Chen Luo continuously pulling out all kinds of snacks to feed Tsukino Mei, he forcefully suppressed his anger.
"Although I don't know where you two came from, since we all left the school together, and the world is already so dangerous, we should naturally help one another... We're still some distance from the city, and it's nighttime. Everyone must be hungry..." Fuji Tō Kōichi looked meaningfully at the large bag in Chen Luo's hands.
"You want my food?" Chen Luo understood immediately.
"That's right. There are so many people here now, and food is the scarcest resource in the apocalypse. Isn't it rather selfish to give it all to one child? I think it should be shared with everyone. And as the leader of this bus, the best choice would be to let me manage it." Fuji Tō Kōichi did not seem to bother hiding his intentions, because there was only one man and one woman, one adult and one child, on the entire bus who were not from his school.
And their bag seemed to contain quite a lot of food and water. Those were indispensable in the apocalypse, especially since it would still take quite a while to drive into the city.
But moral coercion was still necessary. He had only just won over the loyalty of his little group; he could not let it fall apart now.
"That's right! You aren't from our school, yet you're riding our school bus. That's already generous enough of us. And you even hogged all the