The Human Heart

After saying that, Kurumi even spun around, fully displaying her graceful figure.

That fragrant breeze still lingered. The scent of her damp long hair mixed with conditioner made it even richer, yet it still could not conceal Kurumi's natural fragrance.

Komuro Takashi felt that she was streets ahead of those girls at school who doused themselves in cheap perfume.

But when he saw Kurumi staring at the two of them with a teasing look, he knew he could not just brush this matter aside.

Although he felt that Kurumi was joking, even after spending only one afternoon together, he had come to fully understand what kind of personality and strength lay hidden beneath that slender, soft, beautiful body of hers.

"Ha-ha~ Tokisaki Senpai, you're the school's acknowledged Goddess. Why would you compare yourself to Rei and the others?" Komuro Takashi laughed awkwardly, intending to smooth things over.

"So you mean Miyamoto and Saya can't compare to me?" Kurumi lightly tapped her lips with a finger, smiling as a single sentence shattered Komuro Takashi's little scheme.

"How could that be!..." Before Hirono Toda beside him could finish, Kurumi cut in again. "It seems Hirono thinks I can't compare to Saya either? Boohoohoo~ That really hurts my feelings~"

Kurumi turned slightly to the side, wiping at the corner of her eye with a small hand. Her eye rims were somewhat reddened, standing out sharply against her fair skin.

They clearly knew Kurumi might be pretending, but the sight was still enough to make anyone pity her. Hirono Toda was instantly thrown into disarray and hurriedly grabbed Komuro Takashi, who was backing away, whispering, "Komuro, what are we supposed to do?"

"You made her cry, so don't come looking for me. Go on, go solve it yourself. I need to familiarize myself with the guns."

"Komuro, you're involved too. If Busujima Senpai and the others come out and see Tokisaki like this, what do you think they'll do? Do you think we'll get off easy?"

Thinking of that possibility, they would probably be thrown outside to spend the night with the Dead Bodies. The two exchanged a glance, nodded at the same time, and approached Kurumi with ingratiating smiles, looking just like servants from ancient times.

They invited Kurumi to sit on the sofa. One poured water while the other went looking for snacks. If Kurumi had not been a woman and they had not feared she would misunderstand them as taking advantage of the situation, they probably would have even offered her a massage.

Kurumi enjoyed the treatment of a Supreme Emperor, but being waited on by two grown men still made her uncomfortable. She waved a small hand. "All right, go do your own thing. I don't need you here anymore."

Only then did the two wipe the sweat from their foreheads and run over to the bedroom cabinets on the other side, continuing to fiddle with the guns they had found.

"Whew, we finally got around her. Komuro, come help too. Don't you know loading bullets is a pain?" Hirono Toda let out a breath and called to Komuro Takashi.

Sitting off to the side, Komuro Takashi watched Hirono Toda's practiced loading technique and could not help asking, "Did you learn that from playing with air guns?"

Hirono, who was loading ammunition, did not turn around. Instead, a smug smile appeared on his face. "How could that be? I played with the real thing."

"Ha! You've actually used real guns?" Komuro Takashi was somewhat shocked. At first, he had only thought Hirono was an ordinary fat otaku. Later, seeing how familiar he was with firearms and how obsessed he was with them, Komuro Takashi had upgraded his assessment of him to "military otaku."

But he truly had not expected Hirono to have used real guns!

Hirono Toda recalled his past experiences. "When I went to the United States, an instructor from the private military company Blackwater taught me for a month. He used to be a captain in Delta Force!" He looked at Komuro Takashi with excitement after saying that.

"You really are perfect in this area. Good thing you don't hate me." Komuro Takashi felt a little embarrassed. Having never gone anywhere too far from home even for travel since childhood, he was somewhat envious of Hirono Toda's experiences.

Looking at the floor full of highly lethal firearms, Komuro Takashi felt a surge of awe in his heart. "This many... it's practically a small armory, isn't it? Come to think of it, Teacher Marikawa's friend is really scary. All these guns are illegal."

"Strictly speaking, they aren't illegal," Hirono Toda reminded him as he continued loading ammunition. "If the guns and parts here were bought separately, that is. But once you assemble them afterward, then it becomes illegal."

"But didn't Teacher Marikawa say her friend used to be a member of the police special unit SAT?"

"Huh~? Did she say that? So police officers can do whatever they want." Komuro Takashi looked at the guns on the ground, his expression somewhat grave.

"But one thing is certain: she isn't ordinary. Unmarried police officers were originally required to live in dormitories, yet she owns a house like this. Either her family is wealthy, or her man has money..."

Hirono Toda lowered his voice slightly. "Or maybe she's corrupt."

The girls in the bathroom were still playing noisily, their voices carrying out and making Hirono Toda, who sat on the floor, blush slightly. "It's really a bit too noisy."

"It's fine, right?" Komuro Takashi stood on the balcony, observing through a pair of military binoculars he had found in the cabinet. "Dead Bodies react to sound, but the loudest thing is..."

Following the binoculars' direction, the other end of Choujyu Bridge was already fully covered by armed personnel. The officers sat inside police cars covered in protective mesh, continuously broadcasting messages through loudspeakers...

"Anyone who arrives must stay away, even if they're family! We cannot allow anyone injured or anyone who has attacked others to pass through here!"

The people outside the blockade kept arguing with the police around them, but it had no effect whatsoever. Some unlucky host had apparently been assigned here to record a program... When she asked to return, she was probably...

"The blockade in western Bed Town is still ongoing. The [Killing Sickness] is spreading not only in Japan, but across the entire world. Some residents have strongly criticized whether such measures have any meaning!"

"Also, because of the spread of the [Killing Sickness], we reporters can no longer return to our headquarters at sea. But we will continue our satellite broadcast and bring you the latest news whenever possible!"

Kurumi lay lazily on the sofa. Ever since entering the Main God Space, she had scarcely had a single night in which she could completely relax. Even when she returned to her own space, she would often wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares...

The television was broadcasting what was happening on Choujyu Bridge. All sorts of voices mixed together, making it sound like a chaotic marketplace.

Kurumi found it rather amusing. At a time like this, they should be using forceful measures to inspect people one by one. The moment they found someone infected, they should shoot them dead!

Instead, they claimed it was completely sealed off, but aside from a few riot-control vehicles, they just set up some iron barricades and called it a blockade?

It seemed the Dead Bodies had not taught them enough of a lesson. As long as one person among them had been bitten and turned into a Dead Body, this defensive line would become a joke!

There were simply too many people, packed shoulder to shoulder. At this distance, according to Kurumi's calculations, they could completely transform in under five minutes. In under fifteen minutes, the line would fall entirely!

When that happened, true hell would probably begin. Given this world's level of technology, Kurumi could not think of any good solution aside from nuking the area flat.

As for exchanging serum from the Main God? Don't be ridiculous. Not to mention Kurumi did not have enough points, even if she did, she would never do something so brainless.

What could she gain from it? Besides, profit stirred people's hearts. The serum might not even be put to proper use, and there were far too many complicated matters involved.

Don't talk to her about preserving civilization! No matter who had caused this disaster, it was a calamity this world deserved! Those Gamma-level Reincarnators could destroy planets with a single strike. The intelligent lives they killed numbered far more than ten billion!

Without sufficient profit, she would do nothing!

This was the wisdom of the Reincarnator Mo Xiao.