Seele sized up Saya Takagi and Kohta Hirano, noticing that neither of them had any equipment on them—not even that so-called nail gun.
"Se... Seele!"
Kohta Hirano seemed completely exhausted by now. He had collapsed limply onto the ground, his face covered in sweat, too afraid to move.
But seeing Seele appear had clearly caught him by surprise... and there was also a trace of delight in his eyes. Though he was Saya Takagi's devoted lackey, he knew quite well about Seele, the girl whose popularity had surpassed even senior Saeko Busujima's.
He normally would never have had a chance to interact with her. Now, not only was Saya Takagi with him, but Seele had joined them too. Wouldn't that mean...
However, Kohta Hirano also realized that something was off. How had Seele gotten here under these circumstances? Her classroom was nowhere near this place.
Looking at Seele before him, her school uniform was exceptionally clean, seeming somewhat out of place amid her surroundings.
She clearly looked like a middle schooler, yet she possessed a charm that even adults lacked...
And she was holding a massive scythe that looked like it belonged to some cosplay character...
No matter how he looked at her, she did not seem like someone who could have safely made it through a horde of the undead to get here.
Seele paid no attention to this fat otaku. Even if he was the upper echelon among otaku—a military enthusiast—she had no interest in him whatsoever. He was not even qualified to be her dog.
Even if the number above his head was not low!
But Seele no longer cared about that thing. They were just fragments, weren't they? With so many undead around, wasn't that enough for her to farm? They were practically being handed