Chapter 20 – Jenga (2)

Jenga (2)

“… Senior Taeha?”

Woojin Park, who was watching the situation behind me, murmured.

In response to the sound, the large back slowly turned around.

Park Tae-ha quietly looks at us with a bloody face.

“Ha-jaw–ha-jaw-“

Park Tae-ha, who was breathing heavily as if hot breath could be seen, hung his hand that he had lifted above him.

A bloody monkey wrench held up in his hand, trembling.

I took my eyes off Park Tae-ha, who didn’t say anything like a mute, and swung the entire library camp.

The camp members all look at this strange situation with faces full of shock.

There were only two or three people gathered here and there with their mouths open with blank eyes.

I gazed at Park Tae-ha again with my eyes on Ku Ye-ri, who was covering her mouth and shedding tears, and Cha Seol-hee, who was watching the situation from a little distance.

“…”

His eyes trembled with emotions other than anger.

Whatever it was, it seemed that the situation had already ended.

What to intervene in that situation here and now, and what not to do.

Silently weighing the two, I made my decision and turned my back.

Intervening in a situation that has already ended is not intervening, it would be cleaning up.

There was no reason for me to take care of them.

“… Stop.”

Whispers approaching me as I head toward my temporary shelter.

As much as my body was shaking, I turned my head to the trembling voice.

There, Park Tae-ha was pointing a blood-colored monkey wrench at me.

“… You guys were with the zombies too.”

A very disturbing voice continued.

“So- so- you guys should check it out too.”

Take it off

Two syllables thrown in a commanding tone very resolutely.

“… Yes?”
“Take it off! Aren’t you bitten too?! Didn’t you come here bitten?”

Park Tae-ha started to go crazy at the stupid question of the two.

Worried about something with the size of a bear, he thumps his legs and shakes the bloody monkey spanner promiscuously.

Anyone could tell just by looking at it.

Park Tae-ha’s condition is very unstable and dangerous.

“Especially you! Don’t look at me with those eyes, you fucking bitch!”

Park Tae-ha points at me with bloodshot eyes.

The monkey wrench that was trembling in his hand was somehow not the same.

… Is this teacher on the other hand so great?

“Let’s go.”
“… Yep!”
“Stop-! Stop, you bastard!”

As I headed back to the temporary shelter, a radiant voice stabbed me again.

“Take it off! Take off your clothes too, you bastards!”
“No, senior! Why are you suddenly like this!”
“Don’t come close and take off your clothes first, you bastards!”

There was no need for a lengthy explanation for Park Tae-ha’s madness, which gradually widened his distance.

Limit.

Whether it collapsed in an extreme situation–

Whether you’ve been crushed by the burden of taking responsibility for someone’s life—

That is Park Tae-ha’s limit.

Thud- thud-

After passing through the second-floor camp and arriving at our temporary shelter, Ahn Se-joon, who had been stomping his feet in front of him, turned his head at the speed of light.

“Ah-! Ah-!”

Ahn Se-joon hurriedly ran in with a very relieved expression.

“Oh, you are here! You are here!”

In response to something quite different from yesterday, I automatically tilted my head at an angle.

Seeing that, Ahn Se-joon hurriedly grabs my arm.

“Ji, I’m in big trouble now! Class. Gwangil became a zombie and bit Jinsu next to him—”

Ahn Se-joon continued to hover desperately in the direction of the library camp.

Who is Gwangil and who is Jinsu?

“Tell me to understand.”
“… Poetry, I was guarding food, but suddenly Taeha-senpai and Yeri and people came all of a sudden-“

Ahn Se-joon twists his finger to point to the camp and points to the other side.

“Go, and suddenly he went outside on the ladder and—”

The place Ahn Se-jun pointed out was a very familiar place to me.

The first place you enter the library camp and come face to face with them.

There were red-smeared bloodstains that were stamped loudly like footprints.

“It wasn’t long before — just — the zombies were crying — and then — just — the girls watching were screaming —”

As I approached the place, Ahn Se-joon barely continued his explanation.

“After that, Taeha-senpai and the boys hurriedly came up—so I was worried and followed them—and suddenly Gwangil became strange—”

Blood stains centered on the second-floor window, and bloody footprints extending toward the second-floor camp.

Blood pooled in the cracks of the tightly closed windows…

Chick-!

When I removed the blinds, I saw zombies gathered like ants under them.

“Keeeee

Black-dot zombies wandering around with their distinctive groaning sounds.

And in the meantime, a familiar abandoned ladder caught my eye.

“… Her.”

No way.

“Do you think that theory is correct?”

I laughed out loud as I watched Ko Jang-hoon quietly sympathize with me next to me.

Did I, too, refrain from fighting as much as possible and set foot in the place where I fled?

Even now, I’m trying to fight in the tightest corner, but I’m not afraid to go out to the open field and face zombies?

… Her.

This was so absurd that I could only come out with pure admiration.

“… Where?”
“That’s why- I, I was trying to go to the instructor over there-“

Ahn Se-joon makes a fuss like a lady on the news at a short question and points to the teacher’s college.

“Teachers. There is a cafe and convenience store on the first floor.”

Goh Jang-hun, who roughly realized the situation, hurriedly continued to explain to me.

The teacher’s college closest to the library.

And there is a convenience store located on the first floor.

“… Her.”

The more you frame the situation, the more absurd it becomes.

I know roughly what you were aiming for.

Last night, you must have realized it desperately in the middle of a dog-no-answer meeting with me.

As long as I am in charge of food, losing the initiative is inevitable.

So I needed a new food route to regain the initiative and not be dragged around by me anymore.

They chose the nearest convenience store from here as their target.

“… They say being ignorant is brave.”

I was really brave enough to pass by.

I remember Park Tae-ha, who asked the two of them how they dealt with zombies.

In addition, even Park Tae-ha’s eyes looking at the search team, which had entered a fairly stable area after Shim Yu-han fell behind.

“… Under.”

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t help but laugh.

Thinking so easily, I climbed the ladder and went down the library–

On the way, he was discovered by zombies and returned to the second floor in a hurry.

In the midst of haste, the ladder was thrown to the floor over there, and one of the new search crew entered the camp with a bite.

“… So, in the camp, I asked if the guy who turned into a zombie was Gwangil or if he was a normal Jinsu or something.”

Park Tae-ha organized those who became zombies on her own.

That’s why it was so crazy to look for bite marks.

“Hey— is that side okay? Ho, have you seen the tax collector?”

Ahn Se-joon asks me with earnest eyes.

And this coward ran away the moment Kwang-il turned into a zombie and bit Jin-su.

“Okay—so did you keep the food bag?”
“Oh, of course! I kept it all day! Of course, I didn’t even touch it!”

Ahn Se-joon answered my question as if he had been waiting for it.

I nodded and said to Koh Goh-hoon next to me.

“Make sure to check and if there are no changes, tell them to bring two things they want.”
“Yes.”

Ahn Se-joon opened his eyes wide as if he hadn’t expected to give them a reward.

Took-!

He patted him on the shoulder and continued talking.

“Isn’t it a bit like a couple eating together with just one?”
“…”
“Oh right, eunuch. Don’t forget to bring a bottle of mineral water.”
“Yep!”

As the conversation progresses, the water in Ahn Se-joon’s eyes fills up.

Ahn Se-joon begins to cry with a completely different emotion, even though the events of just yesterday are so vivid.

It was somehow funny, so I hid my smile and looked towards the library camp.

I thought they’d search the first basement floor together, or try to steal our food in a surprise attack during the night.

You were trying to create a new food route.

Even though the liver was big, it was so big that it came out of the stomach.

Thanks to this, casualties occurred in the second-floor camp, which was supposed to be safe if nothing happened.

This time, it was guys who didn’t even know the names of Gwangil and Jinsu, but-

If you were really unlucky, the casualty could have been Cha Seol-hee.

My heart sank just thinking about it, but I was rather fortunate.

Because I got a cheap shot with two boys.

Now, the student council won’t be able to take a sudden action.

In the end, only the result of being subordinated to me in the food sector was drawn.

What they can do now is-

Like a baby bird, all I had to do was open my mouth on the food I gave.

***

Aaaaa!

A desperate scream waking the library early in the morning.

Thanks to that, I quickly woke up and hurriedly picked up the metal pipe on the floor.

Koh Jang-hun wakes up in a hurry and Ahn Se-jun wakes up with more haste next to him.

“Yes, yes! Black black—!”

As if signaling the urgency of the situation, tearing screams and crying follow.

I wiggled the metal pipe and started running to where the sound came from.

Wedge love liquid-!

The epicenter of the sound arrived in an instant tearing the wind after running with all my might for the first time in a long time.

“Huh-! Hehe—!”

A woman was crying in front of the bookshelves right next to the bathroom.

A woman sitting on the floor and crying bitterly.

Following her gaze, I slowly lowered the iron pipe I was preparing.

An overturned chair in front of a bookshelf.

A clumsy but sturdy knot tied between the bookshelves.

And a woman hanging down from the knot caught in the knot.

“… Huh-!”

I hear Koh Jang-hoon and Ahn Se-joon, who followed me belatedly, breathing in hastily.

The people of the library camp gather together in the tumult of an unexpected morning.

And a woman they stare blankly at.

Kiki-Kik-Kik-

The survivor of the library camp was shaking his already hardened body and revealing his end to everyone.

“Huh-! Yeji-yaa-! Black black—!”

The library is filled with sniffles in an instant, as if sympathizing with the cry of a woman who continues to cry sadly.

A person died

Not to zombies, not to other survivors.

To yourself.

One of the men, who had been walking absently to the corpse, slumps in place clutching his head.

Insufficient food, rescue teams not coming.

Cut off water and electricity.

A friend turned into a zombie.

A friend who kills himself.

All the survivors of the library camp were feeling it so badly.

The hope of being able to live is gradually disappearing.

And in the space where that hope has disappeared…

Something dark was constantly rising.