These were platform fish-mouth heels with a single strap and heels over ten centimeters high.
Tsk, tsk... How the hell did I end up pulling out a pair of shoes like these?
But there was no choice now. I could only put them on.
I put on the white stockings too, of course. They might at least offer some protection from the sun.
It wasn't that I was afraid of getting darker. With a mutant's physique, there was no way I'd tan. I just felt like the sun was so scorching that being out in it gave me the illusion of getting burned.
I was still wearing a white dress, but now that I'd put on the high heels, I stood more than ten centimeters taller. I was suddenly even taller than I'd been before the apocalypse.
"These really are inconvenient..."
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I stamped my feet. The heels were narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, so they were useless on the sand; they sank straight into it. But the platform at the front had
another advantage: even if I sank into the sand, it kept any from getting inside the shoes.
There was nothing for it. I shifted all my weight onto my toes, and it turned out to be much easier than expected.
"Sigh... I should look for some clothes I can wear first..."
I sighed, glanced around, then set off to wander the deserted streets in the dead of night.
The empty streets showed just how ruined and desolate everything had become.
The once-bustling streets were covered in nothing but sand. Most of the shop windows had been shattered, while the few that remained intact were riddled with holes.
Road signs had toppled to the ground in