My Confession Was Ruined Because of a Zombie 6

“Th, then what about that guy?! Why are you taking him but not me?!”

Minchan raised his voice as if forgetting there were zombies next to him and pointed at Yeoul with his fingertip. Yeoul, who was suddenly singled out, shuddered. Taewoong scrunched up his face.

“Why are you bringing Yeoul into this… Anyway, stay here because I’m not confident I can protect you.”

Taewoong blatantly showed that he didn’t want to talk anymore and turned his gaze. Unlike Taewoong who was annoyed to the fullest, Yeoul became somewhat confused.

Di, did I ever tell Taewoong my name? He blinked and glanced at his chest to see if his name tag was visible. The name tag wasn’t visible because of the tteokbokki coat he was wearing. His thoughts stopped for a moment. His face flushed a beat later.

I don’t know how Taewoong knows, but he called me by my name, and even familiarly as Yeoul-i! His heart that had calmed down started beating fast again.

“…… Ye, ye, yeah. I’ll also somehow manage and try to survive well.”

My heart is beating so fast that I might really make a mistake. Belatedly but acting as if nothing happened, Yeoul vigorously added to Taewoong’s words and busily scanned his surroundings.

I’m so happy right now that I could die, but the current situation wasn’t very good. A weapon for survival was needed.

In survival movies, there’s always some hidden item like an axe or a gun, but in reality, there was nothing useful in sight.

“Oh, this will do.”

While thinking that he should go find something to use as a weapon first, Taewoong reached out his hand long. Then he dragged someone’s baseball backpack that was on top of the lockers.

“Looks like the baseball team had practice today.”

The soccer team didn’t have morning practice because it was the graduation ceremony, but the baseball team must have had morning practice since there were wooden bats in the bat pockets on both sides of the backpack. He took out one of them, and when he opened the bag, he saw a few baseballs, a glove, self-adhesive bandages, and wet tissues. Taewoong nodded his head in satisfaction, brought his bag with his soccer shoes, checked it, put it in the backpack, and put it on his back. Yeoul, who was watching, made a puzzled face.

“Why are you bringing soccer shoes?”

“Ah, it really hurts when you get hit by the spikes.”

Sometimes when playing soccer, he would get stepped on by soccer shoes, and it really hurt when stabbed by the spikes. There were no useful weapons, so he brought soccer shoes with intact spikes just in case. Taewoong smiled at Yeoul who was nodding his head with an “aha” sound, then looked at Hyunwoo.

“We’re going. Call if anything happens.”

“Nam Taewoong, be careful.”

“Okey. Let’s go.”

Taewoong stood in front of the back door with a mop handle in one hand and a wooden bat in the other.

“Ah, wait a minute.”

Yeoul, who was about to follow behind him, picked up a half-empty bottled coffee and a bag of chocolate that had fallen on the floor. Taewoong looked at Yeoul with an “Eh?” sound.

“Why did you pick that up?”

“I thought it might be necessary.”

Water was essential for survival. He picked up the empty bottle to store water from the water purifier in the hallway, and the chocolate just in case.

“It’s heavy. Put it in the bag.”

As he tried to tuck the bottle into his coat pocket, Taewoong briefly shook the backpack. Yeoul didn’t refuse and put a few chocolates in his pocket, then put everything he was holding in his hand into the backpack.

They had gathered everything they needed. Taewoong took a deep breath and opened the back door as slowly as possible.

“…… Crazy.”

It hadn’t been long since the zombie incident started, but the floor was already drenched in blood and the walls and windows were splattered with blood. Under the red scenery with zombies everywhere, Taewoong cursed out loud without realizing it. Yeoul swallowed dryly.

Can we really break through this zombie path? Can we survive the zombies? His whole body trembled with fear and his feet didn’t want to move.

As he stood there frozen, unable to do anything, he saw black smoke rising through the corridor window.

“Smoke…?”

Is there a big fire somewhere? Then what about our rescue? What was the rescue priority order again?

“Phew, let’s go.”

As he watched the continuously rising black smoke and tried to remember the rescue order, Taewoong let out a big breath and took a step. Scanning the zombies wandering the corridor unsteadily, clicking their teeth, he moved forward slowly with muted footsteps. Yeoul followed falteringly.

The zombies seemed to react to sound. Moving carefully one step at a time with muffled steps, the pace was excruciatingly slow. On top of that, he kept making eye contact with the zombies’ pale pupils. It made his body shudder involuntarily.

In movies, no one trembles. They knock zombies down with one punch and throw them around. If I knew the world would turn out like this, I should have exercised instead of just watching movies.

“Wait a second.”

As Yeoul was repeating his regrets, Taewoong suddenly stopped. Following suit and stopping, Taewoong held out the mop handle he was holding.

“I’ll protect you, but just in case I’m late, I think it’s good for you to have at least one.”

Come to think of it, he wasn’t holding anything.

“Just in case. Really just in case.”

Yeoul inadvertently smiled at Taewoong repeating “just in case” to emphasize it. He soon nodded briefly and took the mop handle.

“Okay. Just in case, got it.”

His fear and dread lessened a little at Taewoong’s somewhat cute behavior. Holding the mop handle tightly with both hands, he let out the breath stuck in his chest, then took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket. Then he tapped Taewoong’s shoulder as he was about to take the lead again. He held out the small chocolate the size of a thumbnail to Taewoong who turned his head.

“Eat this.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Sweet things are g-good for relieving tension, so I thought it might help.”

Our Taewoong has great courage to be composed in any game he plays, but zombies were unknown! Wanting to help even a little, when he held out the chocolate, Taewoong’s eyes went wide.

“My hands are… oh.”

Taewoong looked at his hands holding the wooden bat, then casually opened his mouth wide. Yeoul gasped.

W-Wait, is he telling me to feed him? Is that it? Really?! In the midst of confusion and embarrassment, he wondered if he dared to feed Taewoong chocolate.

Not knowing what to do, his hand holding the chocolate trembled, and Taewoong glanced to the side.

“Zombie coming, hurry.”

His heart pounded loudly. What if something happens to him because I fed him chocolate! As he thought that, Taewoong urged him with an anxious face. Yeoul was startled and hurriedly unwrapped the packaging and almost threw the small chocolate between Taewoong’s lips to feed him. Taewoong rolled the chocolate in his mouth to melt it.

“Mm, it’s delicious. I think it really relieves tension.”

“…What? Already?”

He just ate the chocolate and he says his tension is already relieved. When Yeoul asked with a dumbfounded expression, not believing it, Taewoong grinned with an “uh”.

“Do you have more chocolate?”

He asks for more, as if his tension was really relieved. When Yeoul took out chocolate from his pocket, he opened his mouth again with an “ah”. In the end, he fed him one more.

“Good. Let’s go now.”

Taewoong’s face brightened as if the two chocolates made him feel good. He took the lead with a bright face.

Is it really effective? Just as Yeoul, who ate a chocolate following Taewoong, was about to move while being wary,

♩♬♪♬♩

The school bell that could never be more welcome during class, the crude <Für Elise>, rang out noisily in the corridor.

“…Huh?”

“Graaahh, ack!!”

“Graaahhh!!”

As Yeoul was startled by the sudden ringing of the bell, the zombies who had been walking unsteadily, clicking their teeth, cried out in unison and moved violently.

“Run, let’s run!”

The zombies swarmed towards the speakers hanging on the corridor wall like ants that discovered candy on the ground. Naturally, a path formed in the corridor.

The bell didn’t ring for long, and the bell that rang 15 minutes later was even shorter. We had to move as much as possible in this gap. Taewoong exclaimed and grabbed Yeoul’s hand. He ran towards the stairs leading to the rooftop. Yeoul ran helplessly.

While the bell was ringing, he ran with all his might without resting for a moment, at an unprecedented speed. Thanks to that, they reached the stairs faster than expected.

“Oh, there’s no one.”

“…Haaahh.”

As Taewoong expected, there was no one on the stairs to the rooftop. As Taewoong was satisfied, Yeoul grabbed the stair railing, exhaled, and squatted down. Pressing his chest with his remaining hand, he caught his breath and raised his head to look up at Taewoong.