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Chapter 2: Day Zero

"-and this is the end of our tour. Allow me to once again thank you for choosing Royal Palms Resort for your stay!" The tour woman said though I wasn't paying all that much attention. Why bother to learn about the resort's history when the dead is about to walk again? I was paying more attention to where certain things were located, such as the emergency exits and vending machines. I still don't know if I need to eat again because of this system, but it is good to keep track. I can use the food as trade fodder if I don't need to eat. I'm going to need it seeing as I can't find anything that could be used as a decent weapon.

Most of the furniture in the lobby is from IKEA or made of plywood. Sure, I only know that because of the system but still, plywood? You expect people to drop a butt ton of money and you can't get decent furniture? Maybe they use cheaper furniture after some drunk idiot messed it up, I found some stories about this place having some wild parties during spring break when trying to find the resort's blueprint. This is nice since we are not going up to the top half of the resort, that is only for the VIPs it seems.

Although I'm questioning if I should leave the hotel when the outbreak starts, I didn't listen to most of what the tour woman said but I did pay attention to something beneficial for someone planning to survive zombies. The Umbrella company wanted to boost its PR campaign with more eco-friendly people. Hence, they made this resort into the first-ever carbon-free hotel building, using thermal, wind, and solar energy to power the building's electricity and a filtration system that converts the sea water that the hotel draws out from deeper parts of the ocean into drinkable water.

I don't know why Umbrella put so much effort into upgrading a resort on a poor island. The island's primary source of income is tourism, between the resort and the village of the first European settlers that landed. That's probably why they use American dollars despite being closer to Asia or Australia, they do anything to make tourists come to their island to the point they make their local currency to those who visit it the most. Maybe because of some behind-the-door deal? Umbrella upgrades the resort and the resort gives them the most significant slice of the pie. Sounds reasonable enough.

But how can I make this whole resort mine? Expecting everyone to listen to some high schooler from Japan when the dead are trying to everyone's faces is stupid on its own. Maybe not the whole resort but only certain places? That could work, plus living in the VIP suite sounds way better than having to rough it in some rundown abandoned housing block. But how do I get up to the VIP floors?

With the right keys, duh.

And now I have voices in my head. Great, I'm speedrunning becoming a psycho it seems.

You're not crazy. Yet. Boy, I hope you don't fall off the deep end once the shit hits the fan. It would make the whole thing pointless.

The more the voice talks, the feeling that I know who this voice belongs to grows. Where had I heard it from before?

…Dude, it's me, Shin.

So you were the one that give me this power. I figured you might have played a hand in it but I wasn't certain. There was the off chance that you were just a normal person and my gaining this power after meeting you was just a coincidence. Guess that means you're not exactly human.

Nope. Haven't been for ages. I'm only human for certain things and even then only for a short while. Guess I'm more comfortable as a monster.

What is this all about? Are you planning to start the zombie apocalypse?

I mean, I could. But I'm not, the dead would have walked without me ever coming into this world. And before you ask, no, I'm not going to stop it. Blame a friend of mine, he said we shouldn't mess with the world more than we already had.

So much for the easy route…

But hey, look at it this way. You have a major advantage over other survivors. You might even end up with a couple of girls for your little safe haven. Girls seem to follow gamers like flies to honey.

I care more about living than getting laid. Not to mention joining or making a group is more hassle than it is worth. It is way easier for one person to survive on their own than in a group.

And what if you break your leg or get sick? I doubt you have been studying medicine during your free time. Also, you still get hungry and thirsty, just takes longer.

So much for my "Lock myself in my hotel room and wait for help" plan! Knowing that I still have my basic needs sucks, I was hoping that I no longer have to eat or drink. It would have made things a lot easier.

While I'm confident that the only reason I still have those needs is so I have to interact with other survivors, I will have to play this game. I can only hope I just get stuck with a group of decent people. Or as decent as a group of survivors in a zombie apocalypse can be. Guess I have to be a team player now.

Now that's the spirit!

I still don't care about what they have down there. If I can afford to care about sex, then I should that time for something more useful. But you said that this thing gives me an advantage right? Besides needing to eat less, what else can it do?

Well, in this case, you can pick classes. I said classes but more like jobs, for example, a builder class that gives you more skills in building or restoring a building. Do enough of that class's job, you can unlock a new class, be it either one of the starting classes you didn't pick or a new class that was unlocked by mastering certain jobs.

Man, this brings back memories… So anyway, your options are runner, fighter, or crafter

Runner and fighter say what they are on the tin, and both are good for a starting class, but what is the crafter class about?

Let's just say you are embracing your inner MacGyver. You can build weapons, within reason so don't expect to grab a couple of jewels and a flashlight and you can make a lightsaber.

I was expecting something more like building a house or boat but it could be worse. If anything, the class itself sounds pretty good and most likely needed to get more important and powerful support classes. But it isn't good as a starting class. It needs material, tools, and who knows what else to make full use of the class, something I don't have the luxury of time to spend on. While Fighter is tempting, I doubt I can run away from every threat, a Runner would be better early game. Why fight when you can run after all?

Class selected

Runner - Rank 1

Skills gained

[Way forward] - You can always see a pathway through crowds to reach your destination faster.

[Legs of Prey] - You can go very fast when being chased by someone or something, but your chasing speed has much needed to be desired.

[Run and Roll] - You're able to roll from a shortfall and immediately break into a run

Rank Up Requirments

Run for ten miles in total [0/10]

Outrun ten hoards of infected [0/10]

Outrun one ? [0/1]

Ranks? How many are there?

For your starting classes? Five, but higher-level classes will have more ranks.

Another thing I have to deal with but at least these requirements for the next rank are not too bad. I am worried about that question mark one but I will have to deal with whatever it is sooner or later. How much time do I have left?

Time until outbreak

0 Hour, 39 minutes, and 48 seconds

Less time than I would like, not even an hour left. That tour ate a ton of it, plus my mapping out the hotel, and learning more about my system ate what was left, it was already dark outside and the idea of leaving the hotel into the night on a foreign island doesn't sit well with me. But I should return to my room, I could lock myself up until the first wave of panic dies down. In some disasters, people's panic caused more deaths than the disaster itself. And I plan to stay out of that storm's way.

Opening the door to my hotel roo-

"Didn't hear of knocking asshole?!" Kaito yells at me while being completely naked and above a woman. Who was also naked.

"And you haven't heard about putting a sock on the door?" I ask. I know it is weird to ask my roommate questions while he was in the middle of sex. Looking at some random pills on the ground, near a pair of hot pants, brings some doubt to that notion. I, however, can't see Kaito drugging up a girl and date rape her. He is a piece of shit but not that big.

"And have a teacher catch me?! Go and do our homework and leave me alone!" Kaito yells, and I just shrug. There goes plan A but I can hold myself somewhere else. I'm certain that I can just use a bathroom or storage closet. Thank god I decided to store my luggage in my inventory instead of unpacking it. It doesn't have anything that could help me but some extra pairs of clothes might come in handy.

Maybe I should head up? Once everything goes to hell, people will come run down so being higher might be safer in hindsight. The only problem with that plan is I have to sneak around teachers, they said that they are making sure no student gets the bright idea of sneaking into the opposite gender's room. But I doubt most of our teachers will keep their word, as some of them were talking about enjoying themselves on the beach as well. And it would seem that I'm right considering how late it was and I haven't seen a teacher in sight, either they are enjoying a drink or something.

Though another that sucks about that plan is how low my room is to the higher floors, as it is on the fifth floor. I don't know why everyone's rooms are on random floors, probably because people reserved rooms before the school made theirs and the resort can't give the school floors close to each other, leading to my current situation.

Sighing to myself, I made my way to the stairs. While I could use the elevator, it will soon be a death trap. People will fight to get on and if one of those people turns out to be infected, I'm screwed. Think of it like this Yuji, you're just getting some early exercise before you need it. As I made my way through the thirteenth floor, I bump into someone, and it is someone I know. And not for the best of reasons.

Miku Yuuki, the girl with… not the best reputation. She is well-known in the school for being more open to sexual activities, there were even rumors of her sleeping with some teachers for better grades. There was another rumor of her being the leader of a blackmail ring where she and some friends would act interested in a teacher or someone's dad and take a photo of them when they were in a precarious situation, using the photos to threaten the men for better grades or money.

"Watch where are going!" Yuuki yells at me. Then she lends closer to me, making it hard not to look at her outfit, a red bikini that shows off her impressive figure for her age. "Wait… Have we met somewhere before?"

"I'm Yuji." I answered, only for her to give me a confused look. "I'm your classmate, you know that. Why else would you be speaking Japanese?"

That seems to work as a look of realization dawns on her face.

"Oh yeah, that one guy Saya was making a fuss about! The look on her face when she learned that all her effort was for nothing was great. What I wouldn't do for a picture of it." Yuuki said.

"Good to know that I'm known only for that…" I sigh. "But still, why are speaking in Japanese when the main language is English here? And why are you wearing that?"

"Oh, this?" Yuuki gestures to her swimsuit. I have to give her this, she is hot, knows it, and is not afraid to show it. "I was planning to hit that party with that concert, and I figured this little thing would help me score a few drinks~," She said, giving me a little pose.

"You realize they check for age right?" I pointed out, getting a small laugh from the girl.

"That's what they want you to think, at a party like the one at the beach, they don't have the time or workers to do that. If girls like me who are only wearing a swimsuit come in, where do they expect me to pull an ID card from? Plus, their business needs cute girls to keep people coming and spending more on drinks." Yuuki said. "This is also why I'm speaking in Japanese, just in case I get caught. The old ignorant foreigner card."

That… was surprisingly reasonable. And well thought out.

"But enough about that. Are you planning to go and tell on me to a teacher?" Yuuki asks, giving a stink eye.

"Nah, I don't care if you are sneaking out for a party. Besides, I'm certain the teachers themselves are relaxing as I haven't seen a hair of one yet." I answered, drawing a smile from the girl.

"Good. I was almost certain that you were the type to tell me I shouldn't go and drink. How about you come along? It is a trip to the beach and you should enjoy it!" Yuuki said. I would if I could but I have…

…How much time do I have left?

Time until outbreak

0 hours, 1 minute, and 17 seconds

…

Crap.

{Miku's P.O.V.}

I was rather surprised by how Yuji responded. I'm used to people either trying to talk me out of whatever I'm doing. They are either guys that look down on a girl for being loose while calling their friend 'the man' when they just nail three girls in one day or the ones that try acting as if they know me, explaining my actions as a 'cry for help' because of course a girl having sex that isn't with that special boyfriend they see marrying means something is wrong with their life. Why can't a girl simply like sex? It is fun and feels good.

Of course, some guys tried paying her for sex, usually some helpless loser who can't even talk to a girl normally half of the time. That or some guy who thinks he is all that when he has nothing to write home about. I did get some juicy pictures from those types though. You would be surprised how much they are willing to pay for that photo of their rather small dicks or videos of them not even lasting through a few second handjobs not to get out. I certainly made bank after that rich boy tried something~

And don't me started on the women, most of them act like I bring shame to their gender. Bitch, I live my own life however I want. Maybe that is why I take more enjoyment from seeing Saya wasting her time yesterday. She always acts like she is better because she is a genius and I'm an idiot based on how I act. I'm actually decently smart, you have to be if you want to be the ringleader of a blackmail ring after all. And that girl treats me like some dumb girl that only thinks about sex?

I mean, I do think about sex quite a bit but I just know how to use what I have been given to its fullest. Why spend years of my life studying and working for a high-level profession when I can just bat my eyes and makes kissy faces at some rich old man who will kick the bucket in a few years? I simply just know what I want and know how to get it. So fuck that girl and her self-righteous attitude.

So a reaction like Yuji's was rather refreshing. Someone that doesn't judge what I want to do.

His dragging me into the bathroom does knock him down a couple of points. Maybe he wants something for his silence, I can take a guess what it is since he is taking off his belt. It would be a lie that the idea of fucking where someone can walk in isn't exciting~ And now that I get a better look at him, he isn't too bad looking. He is rather cute, in a plain boy sort of way. I certainly do it with worse.

Walking behind him as he loops his belt around that triangle door hinges and tightens it. Well, that might have ruined the chances of someone walking in on us but there is still a charm to fucking in a public space. I lean forward, pressing my breasts into his back, and feel his stomach. He isn't fit but he's not out of shape either.

"My, my~ Someone is a naughty boy~ Were you hoping for something like this to happen?~ Where someone tries sneaking out and… have to buy you silence?~" I said in a sultry tone. Rubbing his stomach and chest all the while.

Yuji doesn't say anything. Did he get cold feet? Or maybe he just doesn't want to say something that will embarrass him? This is why I enjoy virgins every now and again, they have some of the cutest reactions~

As I move around him, about to do my magic, I stop in my tracks as I saw Yuji's face.

Fear. A layer of fear so thick, that it pulled Yuji into his own world. His grip on the belt tightens more, his knuckles turning white, I was even worried that he would cut his hand with his nails with how hard he is gripping.

"H-Hey! Is something wrong?" I ask. But I got no answer.

I hear a buzzing sound coming from Yuji's pocket, must be his cell phone. Seems that Yuji doesn't notice as he remains still, gripping the belt for dear life even when someone is banging on the door. Someone trying to get in I bet. But this isn't the time for that.

This is probably the first time I reach into someone's pants and it is not sexual. Digging through his pockets to put out the smartphone. It was a few generations old but that doesn't matter, what does is what the screen says.

Attention students! There is an emergency! Please find a member of the faculty and report to the bus in a quiet and calm manner!

W-What is going on? What kind of emergency is it?! I checked the weather and I know there isn't a storm happening!

And now I'm hearing noises from the other side of the door. I'm not sure what they are saying but I can guess they are wondering what is going on. But those noises change from confusion and fear to screams. The yelling and screaming is so loud that I can't even hear my thoughts. But for some reason, those heavy thudding sounds are way too clear and I can guess what was making those noises.

What is going on?! A terrorist attack?! Some crazy person attacking the hotel?! Where is the security or the police?!

There are so many questions filling my mind and no answer in sight. However, I do know two things.

That whatever insanity is going on out there is only being blocked by a single door. And Yuji seems to know what was about to happen somehow.

Eventually, the screams and yelling die down, leaving us alone in complete silence. After who knows how long, Yuji lets go of his belt, falling to the ground, as he steps out of the bathroom. I almost wanted to stop him from leaving, from leaving me alone.

Sure we just met but I would rather be with someone that I somewhat know than alone in times like these. Plus a bathroom isn't the best place to be when something bad is going on.

With a hesitant step, I fellow Yuji back into the hallway.

{Yuji's P.O.V.}

I look around me to see doors wide open, dents in the walls, and some small spots of blood. Though there are no bodies, I guess no one was trampled to death, but panic has clearly started. I was hoping to be higher up but I wasted too much time with pointless talking with Yuuki. Now I have to go up while people are trying to go down, with the possibility of one of those people being infected. No, one of them will most definitely be infected knowing how this all plays out.

My luck is truly shit right now.

Come on. It isn't that bad. Plus, look at it this way, you got yourself a babe as the first member of your group.

I don't have a group. I'm going to hand Yuuki off to the next group I see. It would be way better and more accessible for me to look after only myself.

Don't tell me that you felt nothing when she pushed herself against you or reached into your pants.

She did what to me? I don't know if you didn't notice but I'm not exactly in a good enough position to be thinking of making a long-term group. And I'm not stupid enough to let myself get carried away by thinking with my dick.

I mean, who would let that happen?

… How about this, if you make a group with Miku then I will reward you. Think of it as a bonus for taking a challenge.

That… is acceptable. I don't like the idea of doing something I clearly don't want to, but I need as many advantages as possible. The only real reason I don't want to form a group with Yuuki is… I can't see how she can be useful in surviving the zombie plague.

Fine… I will do it.

Great! Here you go!

[Lucky findings] - You seem to have a knack for finding useful things in the most bizarre of places.

[Speedy craftsman] - You are able to make certain crafts in a matter of seconds. Crafts that are of higher complexity can be made with this skill but will be lower in quality.

Not ideal but it will certainly help. I feel something enter my mind, explaining how to make a quick first-aid kit with what common items I can find.

But now I need to find myself a weapon. Doubt that I will find something that is an actual weapon so I have to be creative. Or as creative as a club can be.

Walking into one of the open hotel rooms and knocking over a table, angling it to make it easier to snap off one of the table legs. Giving my newly acquired Cypress Stick a few test swings.

Fear me, armies of the dead! For I hold the mightiest of weapons! A stick!

Though I do love the simple Unga Bunga beatdown in games like Yu-gi-oh, I don't like it here. After all, a table leg isn't a proper weapon and I doubt it will last long in combat but beggars can't be choosers.

"What are you doing?! Don't you hear what is going on?! We need to get out of here!" Yuuki yells. "Why isn't the emergency line picking up?! It's the same one the Americans use, right?!"

"Yeah, but I doubt the police or anyone is going to answer," I said. Taking a glance outside the window, the city has some places already up in flames if the glow was any indicator. "And going down is stupid. Everyone is pushing each other out of their way to safety. I'm certain that the lower we go, the harder it is to get out."

Maybe I should tear some of the blankets to make a binding to improve my grip on my club? Or I can wrap it around my hands as boxers do with tape, though I don't know how to do that so that is out of the question. Should look around the rooms? I think there was a basic first-aid kit in my room so it would make sense that the other rooms will have one.

It isn't much, just some bandages, ointments for infections, light burns, and maybe some headache medicine too. I could also check the abandoned luggage. There might be some medicine in them, I know my mom tends to packet stomach medicine when we go on trips. There is also the fact my school uniform isn't going to cut it, and that goes double for Yuuki, so maybe look for clothes and shoes too.

Speaking about her, you realized that she has already left, right?

What?

Spinning to see that Shin was right, Yuuki was nowhere in sight. God damn that girl! Doesn't she realize how dangerous going blind is?!

She is most likely heading down, to meet up with the teachers and other students. It is sad but I think I would have been one of those headless chickens looking for a teacher to tell me what to do and to protect me. I hate how my life is being treated as some toy but these powers are the only reason why I know there was going to be a zombie infestation so I can't complain too much.

But I need to find Yuuki and fast. I made a bee-line towards the stairs, hopefully, she isn't too far. I don't care if she is wanted to stay with me under normal circumstances but if she dies I bet Shin will not only take back the skills he give me but also make my life harder. Going down a couple of floors, yelling out Yuuki's name, until I reach back to the sixth floor, where she stands still.

Blood. A lot more blood than on the thirteenth floor. Either panic got way worse here or this is where the undead start coming.

"Hey! There someone over there!" Yuuki yells, pointing to a bikini woman sitting with her back toward us. "Hey! Can you tell us what is going on?! Do you need help?!"

I wanted to tell her to shut up but my words are caught in my throat. Slowly the woman stands up and turns to us. Her face is caked with blood and is holding a man's head in her hands, with chucks of it missing but you don't need to be a detective to know what happened.

We caught a zombie in mid-meal.

I don't know how Yuuki reacted to the sight of the woman holding a severed head but I don't care. I run toward the undead and swing my club at its head. Thankfully for me, it was one of those slow-moving zombies so I was able to get a clean hit, knocking it to the ground. But I wasn't sure if that blow was enough to kill it, or whatever passes for killing a zombie, so I followed the age-old ideals of the double tap.

And triple and four-times tap for good measure.

I just keep whacking the zombie until its face caved in, ensuring that it was dead.

But now I have to find a new weapon since my makeshift club splintered. It was to be expected but I was hoping for it last a bit longer. At least it broke when there was only one and not a horde, otherwise, things would have gone way worse.

I look at Yuuki, who looks like she is torn between throwing up or about to run away. She also flinches when our eyes met. Not sure if it's because I'm covered in blood or that she saw me beat someone to death.

"W-What was that?" Yuuki asks, trying not to look at the body.

"A zombie," I answered, looking around to see if there are other zombies nearby. There is none but I did find the body that the man's head goes to. And he is, or was, a cop judging by the uniform.

"A zombie?! Like the ones from Night of the Living Dead? Those kinds of zombies?!" Yuuki asks. "And what are you doing?!"

"Looting. And Yes, that kind but I'm surprised that you have seen that movie." I said. "And my table leg gave out so I need something to replace it and hopefully this officer has something we can use." I wonder why a cop was here but maybe he was called to help the hotel with keeping guests from being too wild at parties.

Rolling over the body, which was easier said than done, I start with my first of many lootings. I unclipped the belt and try removing it from the body but doing that while moving the body makes it difficult.

"Yuuki, give me a hand."

"W-What?! I'm not going anywhere near that!"

"But I need a weapon and a baton is way better than me breaking another table. He also has a gun." I said.

"D-Do you know how to fire a gun?" Yuuki asks, sounding a tad scared when she said that.

"No, but having one is anyways good in times like these. Plus, I can just point it at someone who is trying to attack us." People have a great fear of a gun being pointed at them, and that alone makes it worth carrying.

And Yuuki seems to understand my point, moving close to me and the body.

"I will hold him up and you get the belt. Okay?" I ask, getting a nod from her. "Okay, on three. One. Two. Three!" I left the body up with all the strength I have, struggling all the while as Yuuki manage to remove the belt. I'm not ashamed to admit as soon she got the belt that I let go, letting the body hit the ground with a thud. Note to self, make the time to work out. God, I'm already winded from that.

I wanted to take the vest for armor but the guy is way bigger than me so it won't fit and it probably weighs a ton. And I like to keep my speed.

"Here." Yuuki hands me the belt, which I gladly take.

I toss the radio to the side as I'm not going to use it. Not that I know how to use it in the first place. I pull out the baton, finally, a weapon with a grip. Using that table leg actually hurt my hand when I was bashing that zombie so I realize that a proper grip is a necessity.

"Let's go," I said with Yuuki nodding. I turn around to where we came from, ready to head up.

"Where are you going? Are we not leaving?" Yuuki asks.

"No. I plan to go up and make this place a base." I said.

"Why would you want to stick when there are zombies in the building?!"

"Because this place provides clean water and electricity. Probably has a ton of food too. And if block the stairway, then the zombies can't get up. It's too narrow for too many people to gather there so it's doubtful that the zombies can break through the door if we lock it." I said.

Yuuki looks like she was about to argue with me but pauses. "That's… not a bad idea honestly. If we can gather enough resources then we can just wait for help to come. But what if there are zombies on the top floor?"

"I'm doubtful if there is anyone on the top floor after what happened. And remember, there was a ton of people fighting to get out so the lower we go, the more zombies we'll run into." I said.

Yuuki shudders at the thought of more zombies. "Okay, we're going up. But how do we do that exactly?"

I was planning to slip in when those rich guys ran for the hills but I ended up talking with you. But you don't need to know that. However, I am in a bit of a bind. How do I get us up there now?

How about I give you a hand with that?

I thought that you said you were not going to do anything.

Physically? Yes, I'm not but if you are willing to go out of your way. Then I can help you get to those VIP floors that you so dearly want.

Let me guess. You want me to go lower and team up with someone, right?

Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner!

Sighing to myself. Of course, you want me to do that. But how do I know who you want me to team up with?

Follow this path and you will find them.

Just as Shin said, a path appeared in front of me in the shape of glowing footprints. I don't bother asking Yuuki if she can see them as I know she can't.

And here is a little bit of free advice. That kind of zombie is blind.

Blind huh? Well, at least I have a plan now. If needing to follow some asshole's commands increase my chances to see tomorrow, then I all for it.

{Before the outbreak}

{Shido's P.O.V.}

Students were not the only ones to be looking forward to the trip. Several of us faculty members have been looking forward to it too. A teacher's paycheck isn't enough to have an overseas vacation.

I remember how Shizuka was looking forward to working on her tan and Kyoko wanted to try some of the local food.

I, on the other hand, have a different idea of relaxing. It was easy to bribe Teshima to keep quiet. As I said, a teacher's pay is laughable small for how much work we put in. So Teshima was all for the bribe, letting me have a full night to myself in a land far from Japan.

Of course, I can't exactly just walk around without the possibility of running into a student or fellow teacher but I came prepared. A simple change in hairstyle, contacts, and how I walk does wonders in making people think you're someone else entirely.

But it doesn't mean that I can be careless, so I left the hotel as soon as possible and go to the party that was happening on the beach. I don't like rap, it is too noisy and full of pointless swearing, but I didn't come for the music.

I came because when there is a party full of irresponsible children, alcohol and drugs are bound to be there. And where there is drug and alcohol, there are women with… poor mental judgment.

After buying some pills that someone was selling near the corner of the concert and two drinks, dumping said tablets into one of the drinks and letting them dissolve, I found a target. A college girl who clearly had one too many drinks.

I almost didn't need the spiked drink with how tipsy she is, but I always rather be safe than sorry. Overall, it was easy to get her too intoxicated to make reasonable decisions.

Making it easy for what I plan to do next.

Of course, there were people asking questions but the simple response of me being her boyfriend and I'm just taking her back to our hotel room got them to shut up. Which wasn't a full lie, I was taking her back to her room, but I'm going to have a reward for my troubles.

Thankfully, her room is on the first floor based on the number on the room keycard, making the journey as easy as possible. Once I'm safely behind the closed and locked door of the hotel room, I unceremoniously toss the woman onto the bed, already pulling down my swim shorts.

I reach for her bikini top, easily pulling off the small piece of clothing. It is a shame that she isn't one of those big-tittied foreigners when one thinks of but she has a decent C-cup. I straddle her chest, wrapping the soft flesh of her breasts around my shift and thrust. It some effort to get her to open her mouth but soon I'm enjoying a titjob from a rather hot foreigner.

Though my mind did wonder, replacing the woman's face with the faces of people I know. First was Kyoko and Shizuka, for obvious reasons. Kyoko, while older, is certainly a fine woman, and the idea of the desperate woman doing anything for a chance to leave the single life is arousing. As for Shizuka, she is an airhead but she certainly makes up for that trait with her amazing figure. I can only bet how many students and male faculty members had their dreams plagued with images of her.

I know I certainly had those dreams of her.

However, those images were replaced with the ones of my students. Such as the school's slut Miku, to the calm and cool Saeko from the third class who volunteered to help look after the students. I certainly enjoyed the idea of face-fucking Saya. How she was a pest in my class, acting as if she knows better than me, the teacher. Oh~ How I want to grab her by her stupid twin tails, using them to force myself deeper into her arrogant mouth. But there was one person I would take over anyone in the school.

Rei Miyamoto.

It wasn't hard to replace the face of the woman that I'm using as a fleshlight with hers. Both of them have long brown hair, just this woman's hair is a shade darker than Rei's. But just the image of Rei taking this woman's place, glaring at me all the while as I raped her throat makes me even harder.

Though the idea of her face being caked in a mixture of her tears and my semen is a close second.

Has Rei herself done anything wrong to me? No, but her bastard of a father did. My father's arrest caused my future of becoming a politician to be destroyed! And it was all that man's fault! So I took revenge the only way I could in my position, by holding his daughter back a year.

It might not sound much on the surface but Japan's colleges never take people with something as repeating a grade into their campus. And without a college-level education, her finding a decent-paying job is almost impossible.

The only issue with my current plan is the fact she is dating Hisashi. Hisashi isn't anything special, but he is a decent enough student that he can get into a decent college and job, meaning if the two get married then his plans would have been for not. It would have been easier if she was dating that Komuro punk but I can just hold her back a couple more years.

Long distance is a common factor that ends a lot of relationships~

Plus I still want to make her father regret ever thinking of arresting my father.

Maybe I should think of a way to get the real Rei into this position. I do have a whole to plan something out, maybe more~

I finally unleash my first of many loads deep into the woman's throat, feeling a great feeling of satisfaction. But as I pull out so I have moved on to the main event, my heart sinks into my stomach.

She wasn't moving… or breathing for that matter.

Shit. Shit shit shit! FUCK!

What to do?! What should I do now?! Did she overdose or was it because I was too rough? If someone comes in they are going to arrest me!

No! Calm down Shido! A chaotic mind is a stupid one. Deep breathes…

Okay, just focus on cleaning up the evidence. It could be ruled as a death by overdose and even if they do investigate it, you be back in Japan before they make any real progress.

As I was biting my nail, a nasty habit that shows up whenever I'm stressed, I noticed something. The woman was moving again, rolling off the bed and crawling towards me.

I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. At least I don't need to worry about murder charges now.

"You going have to work hard for me to forgive you for that scare," I said, smirking as the woman pulls herself to be faced with my re-hardening cock. "Now… kiss it," I ordered, closing my eyes and ready to enjoy round two.

Pain

A red-hot pain flaired up as a sticky wet feeling covers my thighs and legs. Looking down to see the woman's face caked in blood. I also see what isn't there anymore.

Did she… bite it off?

She bit off my dick?

SHE FUCKING BIT OFF MY DICK!

I-I need a doctor! A hospital!

Between the feelings of confusion, pain, horror, shock, and blood loss, I almost didn't notice that I was falling to the ground, with the bitch climbing on top of me. I try pushing her off but she is too strong, or rather I was too weak from the blood lost to fight back.

I yelled and screamed for help, but no one came. And no one to stop the woman from biting into my shoulder and tearing another chuck of my flesh.

My vision is starting to fade… The pain is becoming numb as a sickening thought enters my mind.

I'm going to die…

Why… is something like this… happening to me?

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