Due to the alarming speed at which the 'Deadly Disease' has spread, many governments are collapsing. Shortly before we lost contact with the Pope of the Roman Catholic Church in the Vatican City, he made a statement denying that this is a divine punishment.
However, many still claim that it is exactly that. The leaders of Islamic countries are maintaining a strong defense. Researchers from the Ministry of Public Development investigating the deadly disease made a statement saying they are abandoning government facilities in Tokyo.
More than 2 million people have contracted the disease throughout the country. The rapid spread of the disease infecting 10 million people worldwide has paralyzed society. Due to the enormous number of victims of the deadly disease, we will be unable to continue broadcasting from this studio. It has been decided that we will resume broadcasting when we are safe in the middle of the ocean. We will not be airing programming during this time slot. Goodbye everyone and... good luck.
( Meanwhile, on the Bridge )
The situation on the streets was chaotic. An extremist group was fervently protesting, accusing the government and police of the infected crisis. The leader of the activists was passionately giving a speech, trying to keep the population angry and united against the authorities. Posters and banners were raised, chants echoed through the streets, and the atmosphere of tension only increased.
Meanwhile, a news channel journalist was narrating the events in front of the cameras, broadcasting live to the entire country. "We are here on the bridge near City Hall, where an extremist group is vehemently protesting against the government and police. They claim that the authorities are not taking adequate measures to contain the crisis of the infected, and they are demanding immediate action. The atmosphere here is one of great tension and indignation from the protesters."
As the journalist spoke, the camera captured images of the protesters waving signs and shouting slogans. The leader of the group was in the center of attention, his eyes shining with fervor as he incited the crowd.
At the same time, in a nearby police vehicle, the officers listened to the orders over the radio with growing indignation. They knew they were facing a difficult situation, and the words of the activist leader only fueled the fire of revolt.
"We won't have reinforcements against this group?" One of the officers asked, his voice filled with concern.
The radio responded with a momentary static before an official voice said, "Sorry, we have all units overwhelmed at the moment. You are on your own."
The officers exchanged irritated looks. They were alone against an enraged crowd and a determined leader.
Meanwhile, tension continued to escalate among the activist group. One of the officers, seeing the imminent danger, decided to intervene.
"Please, stop this!" He said, approaching the leader of the group. "We are all in danger here. We don't need more violence."
The leader of the activists turned to him, his eyes shining with disdain. "The police, the government... they are all trying to deceive us. They want to keep us in the dark, cover up their conspiracies!"
The officer tried to argue, but the leader was unwavering in his conviction. That's when he made a drastic decision.
"If you won't cooperate, if you're putting lives in danger, I have no choice." The officer said, his voice firm and determined.
In a quick movement, he drew his weapon and aimed it at the head of the activist leader.
A moment of tense silence followed, all eyes on the scene before them. "No! Don't do it!" Someone shouted from the crowd, but it was too late.
The officer pulled the trigger and a gunshot echoed through the streets. The leader of the activists fell to the ground, his body motionless, a pool of blood forming around him.
Panic spread through the crowd. Cries of horror and shock filled the air as people ran in all directions, trying to get away from the gruesome scene.
The journalist, still live on screens across the country, could barely contain her own surprise and horror.
"A shooting has just occurred here! The leader of the activists has been shot by the police amid the protests. The situation is completely out of control!"
As the journalist narrated the events with a mixture of horror and urgency, the situation on the bridge was rapidly deteriorating.
The police officer who had shot the activist leader looked around, seeing the chaos unfolding. People were screaming and running in desperation, while zombies, attracted by the noise and commotion, began to approach the area.
A man next to the officer, inside an excavator, shouted to him, asking if he should advance. The officer looked around, seeing the zombies getting closer and closer, and knew they needed to act fast.
"Yes, do it!" He shouted back to the man in the excavator. "Push! Push everything in front of you!"
The man accelerated the excavator, advancing without hesitation. The heavy vehicle began to push zombies, people, and any obstacles in its path. The impact was brutal, creating a trail of destruction and chaos as it moved along the bridge.
The population, shocked by the scene before them, backed away in horror. Some screamed, others cried, as the man in the excavator continued his relentless march.
"We don't care about you anymore!" Someone shouted from the crowd, their face twisted with despair and fear.
The officer was on the radio, trying to contact his superiors. "They've reached the middle of the bridge, the situation is out of control! We need authorization to open fire!" He shouted desperately.
As he spoke these words, one of his men, in a moment of despair and hopelessness, drew his weapon and pointed it at his own head. A single shot rang out, and the man fell to the ground, dead.
The officer turned to see what had happened, his face pale with horror at the sight. One of his own men had committed suicide. It was too much for him to bear.
"What is happening here?!" He shouted in despair, his voice lost in the confusion and noise of the bridge.
The zombies continued to approach, drawn by the chaos and noise. The situation was completely out of control, and the officer knew he needed to do something before it was too late.
He looked around, seeing the zombies closing in from all sides, and made a final decision.
"Open fire! OPEN FIRE!" He shouted to his men, his voice echoing through the chaos.
The officers began to fire, their guns echoing through the surroundings. Zombies fell, but there were still many more. The sound of gunfire mixed with cries of pain and despair, creating a deafening cacophony.
This was one of the events that marked the complete domination of the dead over this city.
( With Azazel )
Meanwhile, in a certain house on the other side of town.
"How about just the two of us? We don't need the others!" She spoke with such conviction that it was almost scary.
I was surprised by the girl's thought, was she so foolish as to suggest that? Did she have the slightest idea of the situation outside? Walking alone is suicide, and he needed the others to reach their main destination.
She lowered her head to my height, and I could even feel the warmth of her breath and her cheeks slightly flushed. "Azazel-sensei, we make a good team, and if we remain just a team of two, I will do whatever you want..."
I had only one thought at that moment, " Hell!" I couldn't help but think of somewhat inappropriate thoughts, heavens, this girl didn't even try to be sexy.
Azazel was taken aback by his student's sudden and unexpected proposal. He tried to maintain composure in the situation, but inside, his brain seemed to short-circuit.
"I am strong, so I can easily protect us both," she added.
"Me and my head..." I thought. "Um... I appreciate the offer, but I think it's better for us to stay with the group. Safety in numbers, you know?" He replied, trying to keep his voice firm and professional.
However, his student's determined expression and piercing gaze made him uncomfortable. He could feel the weight of the situation and conflicting thoughts in his mind.
"Besides, I don't think we should make hasty decisions. We need to think strategically..." Azazel argued.
"NO! NOT WHILE THAT MAN IS OUT THERE!" Rei shouted over my fears.
The girl was explosive when she wanted to be, and apparently Shido was a trigger, and he needed her right now with a clear head.
Azazel realized he needed to act cautiously to calm his student and convince her that staying with the group was the best option. He took a deep breath, seeking to remain calm and think of an effective approach to handle the situation.
"Miyamoto-san, I understand you are concerned about that man's presence, but we need to think rationally. If we separate from the group, we will be even more vulnerable to zombie attacks. Together, we have a greater chance of survival," he said, using a calm and reassuring tone.
He looked into Rei's eyes, trying to establish an empathetic connection and convey confidence. "Besides, remember we are a team. We need each other to protect ourselves and overcome the challenges we face."
Azazel continued, using persuasive communication techniques. "If we stick together, we can support each other and face any obstacle that comes our way. Together, we are stronger." He spoke the most cliché line possible in a low-budget movie.
Rei didn't seem convinced by the heroic speech at all... So I decided to change my approach to a riskier one.
I stood up and stood face to face with the younger girl. "Miyamoto-san... Have you ever stopped to think about what your boyfriend, that man you loved so much, would say right now?" Azazel asked softly, seeing a spark of emotion in her eyes.
Rei recoiled slightly, her face showing a mix of pain and anger. "He... he would say that man is responsible for all of this. For his death, for this whole situation," she whispered, her voice choked with painful memories, which Azazel believed not to be entirely true about Shido's guilt. He didn't know the details, but from what it seemed, Shido only joined them after the bus incident.
"Yes, exactly," Azazel agreed to maintain his line, keeping his gaze fixed on hers. "His death cannot be in vain. He wouldn't want to see you acting impulsively, putting your life in danger. He would want to see you safe, protected... by my side."
Azazel's words seemed to hit a sensitive point in Rei. She looked at him, her eyes welling up with tears. "But... what about Shido? He's out there, with the others... after everything he's done."
Azazel seized the opportunity. He gently put a hand on her face, leaning closer. "Rei, listen to me. Together, we can overcome this. You and I... we can be stronger. You trust me, don't you?"
Rei swallowed hard, feeling her heart race. Azazel's words stirred a desire within her. She wanted to feel safe, she wanted revenge for everything Shido had caused to her and her family, she wanted Hisashi to be here, she... wanted to believe someone was by her side.
"Yes... I trust you." she murmured, almost as a confession.
Azazel smiled slightly, knowing he was getting what he wanted. "Then let's do this together. Let's stay together, face the challenges that come. And when the time is right, we'll do whatever it takes to end Shido."
Rei nodded, a renewed determination shining in her eyes. She placed her hand over Azazel's, feeling a connection between them. "Yes, let's do this together."
Azazel felt a mix of triumph and uncertainty. He knew he was risking a lot by emotionally involving himself with his student, but he also knew that, for now, this was what they needed to survive.
"Great. Now let's regroup with the others and move forward. Together, as a team." he said.
"Okay..." Rei nodded with a comforting warmth now. Azazel still had his hand on her face, which made her blush... But at that moment, despite everything that had been said, something formulated in the girl's mind that would cause some problems the next day.
With that, the first night of the Apocalypse came to a close. Rei cried herself to sleep, this was the moment she had to mourn. Meanwhile, Azazel slept only with thoughts of how half a day could have turned everything so chaotic.
( Scene cut)
Azazel was in the garage, sharpening the cleaver he found in the kitchen. With the dawn of a new day, he knew he needed to be prepared for anything. He couldn't rely solely on his firearms, especially with the limited number of bullets he had, currently at 7.
As he sharpened the cleaver, his thoughts drifted to the plan of finding the policeman's keys. It was a safer alternative than relying on the luck of finding a good Samaritan and getting some gasoline for his bike. He even thought about siphoning gasoline with a hose, but he wasn't skilled enough with locks to open the tank.
Nevertheless, it was still a risky and uncertain plan. Azazel wasn't naturally optimistic, and the uncertainty of the situation weighed heavily on him, especially considering things could be worse than yesterday.
His thoughts were interrupted when Rei entered the garage.
"Azazel-sensei!" The girl called out.
Azazel raised his eyes to meet her, and for a moment, he was surprised to notice the change in her appearance. She was no longer in her school uniform; now she wore jeans and a sports bra, partially covered by an unzipped hoodie that did little to hide her alluring figure. There was a different aura about her, something more confident and decisive.
" Damn!" Azazel couldn't help but have intrusive and malicious thoughts that arose in his mind at the sight of the girl. She was young, but he couldn't deny the attraction he felt. He shook his head to clear these thoughts, focusing on the situation at hand.
"M-Miyamoto-san, did you find any food?" He asked, trying to keep his voice steady and professional.
She nodded, holding a can of tuna and some crackers. However, her expression wasn't very cheerful. Azazel felt a pang in his chest seeing her like this, disheartened by the look of the food.
"I found this in the kitchen. It's not much, but it's what we have." she replied, her voice somewhat low.
Azazel pondered for a moment and then had an idea. "There's a convenience store not too far from here, I saw it on the way here. It's a place where we could find more supplies, maybe even something more substantial to eat. How about we head to that convenience store on a motorcycle trip?" He suggested, looking at Rei. "We can find more food there and take a look around the area for the keys. What do you think?"
Rei looked at him, her eyes shining with a bit more enthusiasm than before. She nodded, a small smile appearing on her lips. "That's a good idea, Azazel-sensei. Let's go." She replied, and Azazel felt a small relief seeing that his student was a bit more spirited.
With their plan set, Azazel remained vigilant, watching every move Rei made. There was something different about her, something that intrigued him and made him stay on high alert. After all, he knew that even amidst the chaos of zombies outside, dangers could be closer than they thought.
Azazel grabbed a travel bag from the garage, putting his sharpened cleaver inside. He had a determined look on his face as he prepared for the journey to the convenience store. Both of them left the house carefully, trying to make as little noise as possible as they made their way to where the motorcycle was parked.
Arriving at the spot, Azazel took a deep breath, feeling more confident with his cleaver in hand. He looked at Rei and noticed the girl was a bit more excited at the prospect of food and supplies. He knew it was time to act quickly and efficiently.
"I'm feeling better now. I'll ride the bike there. Come on, hop on." he said, indicating the pillion seat of the motorcycle.
Rei quickly agreed, and Azazel was a bit surprised at her readiness. She climbed onto the bike behind him, and when her hands touched his waist, he felt a shiver run down his spine. Rei pressed her body against his firmly, and Azazel had to hold himself back from losing control.
"B-Be careful, Miyamoto-san." he said, his voice slightly huskier than usual.
Azazel started the bike and began to move, guiding them down the empty street toward the convenience store. He tried to keep his focus on the road, but with the girl so close behind him, it was hard not to be distracted.
Rei didn't seem to be doing it on purpose, but the sensation of her body pressed against his was almost too much to bear. Azazel felt a tingling in his legs, his body reacting to the close contact with the girl.
" I have to keep a clear head." he thought to himself, trying to push away the unwanted thoughts that crept into his mind.
( Scene cut )
As they headed towards the determined convenience store, the wind blew strongly in their faces as the motorcycle advanced down the empty street. Suddenly, in the sky ahead of them, a national force helicopter flew low. Rei tried to wave to get their attention, but received no response. Her face fell, disappointed by the lack of recognition.
At that moment, they heard gunshots echoing through the air. Someone was shooting at them. Azazel accelerated the bike, and Rei looked shocked in the direction where the shots were coming from. Three survivors were running towards them, armed and ready to attack.
"Why are they shooting at us?" Rei asked, her voice full of confusion and fear.
"Sometimes people easily lose hope in situations like this." Azazel replied, his voice serious. "They revert to their most primitive instincts, like animals trying to survive. You'll have to get used to it, Miyamoto-san."
They left the group of men behind, speeding down the street as the shots echoed behind them.
But then, a deafening noise made them stop abruptly.
BOOM !
A helicopter had just crashed in the middle of the city.
Azazel caught a quick glimpse of smoke rising on the horizon, indicating the crash site.
Rei looked at him with wide-eyed surprise. "There might be survivors there." she said, her voice filled with anticipation.
Azazel nodded, asking her to hold on tight as he made his way to the crash site.
The motorcycle quickly made its way down the street, and when they got close to the crash site, they saw the helicopter lying near the river, above the bridge they crossed earlier. The bridge was empty, so they could get a clear view of the destroyed helicopter.
But they weren't alone. A group of five people was already there, looking at the helicopter with unfriendly expressions. They were armed and seemed to be discussing what to do next.
The men at the site didn't seem friendly at all. Two of them were clearly arguing about something heatedly. Rei looked at Azazel, her eyes filled with concern and uncertainty.
"Should we go help?" She asked, her voice a worried whisper.
Azazel shook his head, keeping his gaze fixed on the group. "No. It might be dangerous. Let's just observe for now."
They continued watching, and soon they noticed there was still a soldier on the ground, desperately trying to crawl. As his colleagues argued, a young man with white hair, likely Rei's age, approached the soldier. He crouched beside him and seemed to exchange some words.
Then, unexpectedly, the young man plunged a knife into the soldier's head. Rei and
Azazel were shocked by the scene, but it was Rei who seemed more affected. She felt nauseous and disgusted at the brutality of the act.
Meanwhile, the young man's companions didn't seem too pleased with what he had done, but he maintained a defiant stance, as if he were ready for any consequences.
Azazel, sensing the imminent danger, firmly pulled Rei by the arm. "We need to get out of here, now."
Rei hesitated for a moment, looking at the group with concern. "What if there are other survivors?"
Azazel shook his head, his expression serious. "They just killed a man there. Seven bullets, a bat, and courage won't help us now. Let's go."
Reluctantly, Rei agreed. She turned and climbed onto the motorcycle, but noticed that her body wasn't pressed against his as before. She sat, gripping the seat tightly as Azazel accelerated, leaving the scene behind.
The silence between them was tense as they moved away from the crash site. Rei was still shaken by what she had witnessed, her hands trembling slightly. Azazel kept his eyes on the road ahead, his mind working quickly to find a new safe route.
( Scene change )
Azazel noticed that the infected didn't seem as scattered as before, having to dodge some of them on the way to the convenience store. Finally, they reached their destination. Rei was clearly more subdued than before, but they really didn't have time for a heated conversation at that moment.
He took his cleaver out of the bag and prepared it, determined to take as much as they could from that place. Azazel looked around, assessing the situation. The convenience store was closed, but the glass door didn't seem to be bulletproof. He turned to Rei and told her to break the glass.
Rei looked at him, clearly reluctant. "I don't think it's a good idea. It'll attract noise..."
Azazel interrupted, his voice firm. "There's nothing nearby. We won't take long. We need to make the most of it while we can." With a sigh, Rei agreed, and with her bat, she broke the glass of the door, allowing them to enter the convenience store.
Once inside, they began to search the place for supplies. There wasn't much left; someone had already looted most of the things, but they still managed to find some canned goods, cereal bars, and even some Cupnoodles.
While they were busy searching, they heard a noise from outside. The sound of a motorcycle driving away.
Azazel ran outside and saw a man in a blue hoodie driving away with their motorcycle. In a moment of anger and frustration at realizing they had been robbed, he let out an indignant shout, "What the hell! HOW DID THAT LITTLE SHIT STEAL OUR BIKE!"
Rei, coming up behind him, called out, "Azazel-sensei!" She called.
"SHIT!" He shouted again.
Realizing Azazel's fury and in an act of desperation, Rei slapped the older man's face. "Calm down! They're coming!" She shouted, pointing in the direction of where the sounds of the infected were coming from.
Azazel, refocusing his attention, saw the horde of zombies approaching. There were many, more than he had imagined, maybe even 40. "Back door!" He ordered, rushing out the back door and shouting for Rei to follow.
However, before they could close the door, a zombie jumped on Azazel, catching him off guard. He entered into an intense struggle with the creature, while Rei quickly approached and struck the zombie with her bat, making it fall to the ground.
"Thank you!" Azazel thanked Rei in the heat of the moment, but soon realized the situation was far from resolved. A zombie larger than the others, almost Azazel's size, was approaching. The beast seemed to be almost 2 meters tall, and its movements were unpredictable.
Without hesitation, Azazel drew his weapon, no longer caring about the noise it might cause. He fired at the giant zombie, hitting first the neck... then the shoulder, and... Finally in the chest. The creature kept advancing, ignoring the wounds.
Rei took the lead with her bat ready to fight. "W-Wait!" She didn't even hear the man's voice as she rushed into the attack.
As the zombie was about to attack her, an arrow flew through the air and hit the creature's head squarely, killing it instantly. Azazel and Rei were shocked by what had just happened.
"You need to aim for the head! Don't you know that?" They heard the voice of their savior who wasn't far away.
She had thin, wavy light blue hair, probably dyed, short, but with tufts of hair tied on both sides of her forehead, and indigo-colored eyes. Her outfit consisted of a desert-colored military jacket, bulletproof 'armor' of the same color, combat boots, and a white scarf around her neck. The girl didn't seem to be much older than Rei and was quite pretty.
Her attire conveyed the vibe of being ready for war... Of course, if this were a Japanese game where most skins are hot women.
The girl had a serious expression as she held her weapon, a crossbow.
"Thank you!" Rei was the first to express gratitude.
"That jerk stole your bike, right?" The girl asked rudely.
"Do you know him?" Azazel was the one who spoke now.
"Tch!" She didn't seem to like the question and turned her expression back to Rei. "The dead are coming, my shelter isn't far from here, come, we can exchange information for the right price, of course." She spoke.
With not much choice, they followed her without a second thought, although Azazel was skeptical.
( Scene change )
Azazel, Rei, and the girl were now safe in the makeshift shelter, a small cosplay store boarded up with wooden planks. The place was hidden and reasonably protected, offering temporary refuge amidst the chaos outside.
Rei, still grateful for the girl's help, approached the young woman with blue hair and thanked her again. The girl, still with her crossbow in hand, only nodded in response, seeming uninterested in conversation.
Rei noticed the lack of words and decided to introduce herself. "My name is Miyamoto Rei, and this is Azazel-sensei," she said, indicating the man beside her. Immediately after, Rei asked for the name of the girl with blue hair.
"Sinon." was the girl's short and dry response.
Curious, Rei asked if "Sinon" was a nickname or something like that. Sinon simply replied straightforwardly, "It's what I prefer to be called."
Azazel, even after the tense situation, was still impatient. He turned to Sinon and asked, "You seemed to know the man who robbed us."
The question created a tense atmosphere in the room.
Sinon, clearly displeased with Azazel, told her story without many details...
She and the man were acquaintances, helping each other until, the night before, he decided to steal something important from her and run away. Since then, she had been hunting him until she encountered Azazel and Rei. Azazel's lack of respect with his poor aim left her even more displeased.
This final comment deeply irritated the girl.
Understanding the story gradually, Rei then asked, "Is this store your family's?"
Sinon seemed slightly uncomfortable with the question but nodded.
"Your parents... Sorry," Rei was about to ask about the girl's parents but quickly regretted it.
"M-My mother, and she's fine." She spoke with few words, but definitely. "Anyway, what are your plans now?" She asked.
"Ah, Azazel-sensei and I are working together to get a car, find our families, and go to a safe place," Rei spoke warmly.
Azazel noticed this specific phrase from Rei, her plans were to find the others... He felt like sighing at the thought that the girl had other plans in mind.
"I know, Sinon-san, why don't you come with us?" Rei invited the younger girl.
"I-I... I have to..." She seemed to want to find an excuse to refuse, but couldn't find anything logical.
"It's sensible for you to come with us, we're heading back to a group that should be at the city's police station right now waiting for us, not to mention we've seen some shady people around, it's not safe for such a young girl to be alone." Azazel spoke to the girl.
"Tch!" She really didn't seem to like the idea of talking to him.
"Sinon-san, we want to thank you for your help, please!" Rei asked again with a gentle tone.
Azazel didn't expect anything positive, but Sinon soon nodded in agreement. "You said you were trying to get a car, right?" Sinon asked, Rei nodded in response. "Most of them were taken by the owners, and the ones on the street have mostly been damaged by the dead... Not to mention we'd have to be lucky to have the keys." Sinon muttered to herself.
As if a lightbulb went off, Rei immediately commented, "That's our problem, we don't have the key to the car we found!" She exclaimed.
Sinon thought for a second and then replied, "Is that all?"
( Scene Change)
Apparently, Sinon knew enough about cars to the point of being able to start one like 0.0.7 and using wires... He wasn't complaining; it was a good way out of his key dilemma. However, then another problem arose: how would they get to the house?
But for the great Sinon, it was no problem at all! After all, she had three brand-new bicycles in her possession... We pedaled to the location... And it was already close to two in the afternoon, I think I've never exercised so much in a day.
My legs were killing me, but we made it to the house without too many problems and once again climbed through the back and entered the place.
I took a brief moment to rest; Shino and Rei didn't have this problem. Apparently, their youth was a greater blessing than their attractive bodies.
He even heard the car window being broken to let Shino in the car, but honestly, he was too exhausted to think right now. This day had been crap in many ways, and I just lay down on the bed on the second floor and... I dozed off. I didn't expect judgment, but a man my age didn't have as much energy for adventures like an apocalypse.
And so time passed... until I woke up... And what the hell!
The room was completely dark, I looked at my watch, and it was already 7 in the evening? What the hell were those two thinking... Did they? Did they rob me and run away?
It made sense; Rei wasn't happy about meeting the old group, and Sinon didn't seem to like him either, and them getting along didn't help the situation.
Without thinking twice, I rushed downstairs in the dark house and came face to face with an unusual scene.
The kitchen, now illuminated by a lantern, held two figures, Sinon and Rei... One on top of the other. I had to pinch myself to believe what I was seeing.
Rei was leaning over the table, while Shino used her tongue to lick her pink pussy. Rei trembled with pleasure as she moaned incessantly.
To be honest, we were in a very problematic situation. I missed my deadline with Takashi twice already; I had a lot of things to do to find a safe place and my daughter... But at that moment, I needed to address the problem in my pants and couldn't think of anything else.
( CONTINUE!?)
(Extra: Rei Point of View)
We've done a lot today... After the conversation with Azazel last night, everything became very clear to me. He clearly wanted to keep me by his side for his own purposes, given the effort he put into everything.
I'll be frank, Azazel-sensei was never considered a very respectable figure at school. He had only been the principal for just two years, but rumors about him had always surrounded him since he was a teacher.
Most people saw him as having a very normal and understanding personality, but in reality, he was a kind of wolf in sheep's clothing who feigned innocence to the majority... There have even been rumors and real accusations of him having affairs with students in his office, but it was never proven, just like the rumors about him and the nurse and other teachers.
Some would think it was just a way to defame the school director's name, but it always ended there.
But she knew one thing for sure about Azazel-sensei, he underestimated her. He let his guard down around her and barely noticed her innuendos, like wearing this comfortable yet very sexy outfit she found to keep his focus elsewhere, or when she rubbed against him on the motorcycle...
Why was she doing this? Well, she intended to seduce him. One thing her mother taught her about men is that they are easily influenced by a pretty face, every man is like that, well she would exclude Shido from that picture of course.
She needed to have a certain control over his decisions so she could stay safe until she found her family, it's not that she was using him, just thinking about what was best for her safety, she didn't want to be alone and Azazel-sensei at the very least treated her with decency, the only flaw so far would be him wanting to go back to that hell, but she was working on it, oh and of course...
Well, he was super hot too, he probably was around the same age as Shizuka-sensei, somewhere in his early twenties and in the prime of his physique, she definitely had a physical attraction to him, sure there was the age difference of probably at least 7 years, but it didn't matter to her here, not in the midst of this chaos, she needed his help and would be willing to do what she needed to get it.
Anyway, when they returned home now with Shino, her savior, she was absurdly adorable, Rei felt like she had just gained a new younger sister.
She was helping the girl with the car, it took longer than expected, but they managed to get it running by around 3 pm, so they could leave... But she checked and Azazel was out cold in bed, and she had no intention of waking him up, he'd be annoyed, but he was the one with the watch and the person who slept instead of helping... She had no intention of going back near Shido.
Luckily Sinon didn't know anything, but she started asking too many questions, don't get me wrong, I liked her, she reminded me of my little sister... But I preferred to clean up the mess of guilt on my part.
Then I remembered something in the kitchen I found earlier, wine... Well, it was a bit of work to convince a victory toast over the car with Sinon, but she agreed to a glass, and then another, and another... So we kept drinking.
We talked about nothing in particular mostly, until we got to talking about boys, when we started talking for some reason my eyes started to follow Sinon's curves, she was beautiful, not as developed as me, but many would kill for a body like hers.
And she was shy from what little they talked and even inebriated by the drink she continued that aspect... That honestly annoyed me enough, but it reached its peak when she said she had never even had her first kiss...
Later on, I wouldn't be very proud of this, but gradually I got closer to Sinon and finally stole her first kiss, things got heated from there.
And one thing I knew after that day, she would be saving a part of her sexuality for women and the other for men... That tongue was amazing.
I bet our big admirer enjoyed the show too.
( The End? )
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Sinon and the character Andrew from the previous chapter are naturally from SWORD ART ONLINE, I probably added characters from other works just for fun.
Response to the feedback:
AstolfoBrHue: I'm glad you liked it, and characters from DXD will soon be more frequent, especially when I adapt all the scarce content from our zombie work.
IsekaiFanBoi: Was that a compliment? Lol
wellingtonlucas282: I'm glad you enjoyed it.