This World Is Seriously Ill

In a burning, collapsing villa somewhere north of Night Watch Mountain, the male student Sakakibara Kouichi stared in disbelief at his homeroom teacher and aunt, Mishina Reiko, who had been struck by a broken beam. The hand holding the fire axe trembled slightly.

The school trip to a western-style mansion before graduation should have been a beautiful ending. Instead, it had become a death game cut off from the outside world.

And the source of all this misfortune was their homeroom teacher, who had led the trip.

As the bloody stimulation gradually restored his memories, Sakakibara Kouichi suddenly recalled that his aunt, Mishina Reiko, had died fifteen years ago. During a robbery, she had fallen into a river while struggling and accidentally drowned.

As one of the dead, her return had distorted the world. Those of them infected as normal lifeforms were essentially walking alongside the Grim Reaper.

The only way to survive was to make "the dead return to death." Only then would this terrifying nightmare come to an end.

As for how to calm the classmates who had gone mad from suspicion, and how to break through the Gray Mist outside that had severed them from the world, Sakakibara Kouichi did not dare imagine it. Nor could he.

For now, it seemed that all he could do was strike ruthlessly and let the person who should have died rest in peace first.

"Auntie Reiko, farewell..."

"Kouichi..."

The delicate woman beneath the broken beam gradually lost the confusion in her eyes, as though she had just relived the fate of her own death. She raised her head to look at her nephew and whispered dreamily. A trace of relief flowed from the depths of her eyes, and she gave a faint nod.

Sakakibara Kouichi froze for a moment, pursed