So that was why I could adapt so quickly?
Two Choices
Were all these people using the same kind of gun? Were they soldiers?
As I sorted through the magazines for the guns, I realized I didn't need to take so many. They'd only get in the way, so I took just one
submachine gun, then removed all the magazines from the others
and stuffed them into a backpack.
To my surprise, their bags were full of food. To me, it was like manna from heaven. I'd already gone...
I didn't even know how long
it had been since I'd eaten a proper meal. It had only been four days since I woke up, but in all that time,
I hadn't eaten a single proper meal.
I opened one of the paper packets. Was that braised beef?
And there was chocolate, too?
Good heavens, what did these people do?
Wait, it made sense that they'd brought food. Why was I so surprised?
I put the beef back in the bag and shoved a chocolate bar into my mouth. While I was at it, I found something that felt incredibly familiar...
The texture, the feel... This sense
of nostalgia, this habit?
Could this... be a cigarette?
The moment I got my hands on the pack, I almost instinctively reached for one, but stopped at once. I knew
that if a flame appeared, I might be
discovered.
These people weren't normal. Their physical abilities were far beyond those of ordinary people. It was strange... What exactly had happened to the world?
I tucked the cigarettes into my bag, found a lighter, then stood and walked to the end of the alley. A street lay beyond it.
There was no one on either side, but I was still
very cautious. I checked both