Chapter 17 The Dawn of the Dead (1/2)
”Kill a man, one is a murderer; kill a million, a conqueror; kill them all, a God”
-Jean Rostand
Day 1: 8:18 P.M.
Kirishima High School - Clocktower
Duration of the Night Rage: 10 hours and 42 minutes
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Kyosei calmly walk towards the door without the others noticing him. Looking at the door barraged with things, he felt something is odd but he can't tell what it is and he didn't pry much longer near the door. He didn't want to see Kaze once again as he might be doing something like beating him up to death once he meet his face.
Kyosei returns his gaze once more, the hurlers are throwing a few stones but they cannot throw it very far now so the upper part glasses are safe from the hurlers attack. Even if they managed to attack and destroy the glass, it is impossible to throw an undead towards that broken glass. Trajectories of the undead being thrown are random and Kyosei noticed that some of the dead being thrown cannot reach the clocktower at all and ended up dead by falling straight back to the ground and getting ripped to shreds by the fellow undead.
Kyosei occasionally find a few Mosquitoes in the area and he destroys them. The corpses of the lackeys being killed earlier are dragged by Kyosei towards the broken glasses where Kyosei put a barrage of wire to stop the advance of the hurlers. He still put a small gap, enough to fit a body of a person. Kyosei did it purposely to dispose the bodies. While he is dragging the bodies, naturally, Souichi noticed him.
”Hey Kyosei let me help!” Souichi exclaimed and grab the pliers next to him.
Kyosei did not respond but he shot a cold glare with a look of ”don't you dare” in his face towards Souichi. Souichi can only frown. Kyosei coldly stopped his help once again and if he persisted, Kyosei might get angry and a revolver will be directed right into his head if he keep on doing it.
”I don't trust you yet, four eyes, so shut the hell up,” Kyosei coldly retorted once when he tried to help Kyosei in the past. He felt like someone who is really disregarded by all. Souichi can only sigh and return to his idle position once more.
Seeing Souichi return to his spot and turn idle, he silently nodded and continued doing the disposing of the bodies. Throwing the bodies off feels like a small baggage. The corpses already smells rotten but for some reason, even though Kyosei directly holds the rotten lackeys who are killed by the mosquitoes, the rotten smell did not get attached to his skin and his clothes did not smell rotten.
Kyosei continues the dead body disposal. If he didn't do it, they might die from these. The bodies are diseased and are deemed to be known as the ”infected bodies”. If the rotten bodies continued to linger once more in the area, the rotting smell might affect the health of everyone including him.
As he continues on the disposal of the dead bodies, his headset stop the music once more and Nanami's voice rings out.
”Don't push yourself too hard, Ichi,” Nanami said.
Kyosei stayed silent and continues on his body disposal job.
”Hey, moron, listen to me! You are overworking yourself!!” Nanami protested.
”Hmph, it's not your freaking business,” Kyosei said as he disposed the last body.
”Its our business! If you die, we can't do anything to save you!” Nanami retorted.
”Heh. Death is the inevitable destination of every human being in this world. If I die, then so be it,” Kyosei answered as he fix his uniform's necktie and wipe the blood in his sleeves.
”You have changed a lot, you are not like this before,” Nanami groaned.
”Hmph, you only noticed it now?” Kyosei coldly retorted as he slowly sits down on the worn out sofa.