Hello? You’re Not Dead!

Zoom! Let the view zoom itself, passing through obstacles so until only his pitiful face could be seen!

But never mind that, as this... This should do it!

What the! Would someone look at him now! There is no trace of hope at all! In this gloomy aura surrounding him, a mountain of animal corpses that are stuck inside a net is held up by a spotlight.

A masterpiece view! Marvelous! Marvelous indeed!

'Well, at least I'm not dead.'

Who cares about what he is thinking? Is this not wonderful? Nay, it is!

And aye! The kid thought exactly the same too!

"How pretty! Master should be delighted when she sees this, won't she? If we're talking about Sister Zombie Painter as well, she would also say that this is a masterpiece of a painting too! Like as if amongst the mountain of defeated beings, there's a very person… missing down below? Wait, where's Mr. Zombie King anyway?"

Long dialogue, but take what was said ago back as there is a sudden phrase twist! It surely is because the boy is missing! No one could locate him at all! Only his hopeless atmosphere could be puzzled out!

After the girl announced that "bizarre" comparison, she realized that it is not related to a champion reigning up above every other champion because the person she was talking about was at the bottom... of all bottoms instead!

In fact, this person could not even be seen at all. Quite the opposite, is it not? Supreme failure is what he could be described.

And why would he be seen anyway? He was lying on a flat surface, facing the ceiling while being unable to move his fingers at the least, let alone stand up above the said corpses of some animals.

'Now that I think of it, how did she manage to carry all of those? There's… wait. I'm just imagining things, right? Right?! There's no way in hell that what I'm having is real!'

He decided, laughing it all out in his mind… nay! He is not having things unrealistically, because they are truly real! Not hallucinations at the slightest bit!

"Mhhppf! Mfhpp!"

That up above was instead the non-existent one. Aye! No one could hear him scream at all! Not even the kid! Scream? That was not even a scream, but instead, a mere blurt! Blurt, blurt, blurt!

Alert, this is not an act anymore. Narattor is annoyed! Weak! So weak! What can he do now? NOTHING!

Well, it is but expected. He is confined to no space, despite being able to gaze at his surroundings freely.

Freely? Nay! That was from earlier as from now on he could only see nothing once more… and smell rotten shit a thousandfold than earlier!

'Argh! So… ugh! Hell! This is hell!'

About what he had said a time ago; that a thing or two changed on him… aye! Truly, there is a change. And it is that he is being held up by a "devil kid" and that he… is alive? Wait, why is he still alive again?

'Throughout all of these, why am I not dead yet? I can still breathe normally too.'

He is under some dead animal bodies that he does not fully recognize yet. Earlier, when the net of death was coming his way from up above the air, the last thing he had seen was a chicken being squeezed inside of it that was… large?

'No, not just large, but so large, wasn't it? I mean maybe it's because it was approaching me while I was not thinking straight? And also, that's what made me think that they are some dead animal bodies; the chicken.'

Hmmm, no such useless details but that! That is not important in any case, as he could not even do a thing about it! He cannot at least scold that fucking kid because he cannot even move his mouth!

'Exactly! What's the point? It is usele-it's that I can't even do a thing except to think!'

A sudden shift of thoughts. Mere anger could not solve problems… nay! As if Narrator is the one to talk!

Ehem, time to go back… where?! Narrator is also stuck because of this weak potato protag!

'So is this comparable to having the real "Already Dead" thing? Although I'm still alive, so maybe this i-'

*Creak*

A sound interrupted him. Movement followed.

The next one he found out is that the "thing" above him is getting further and further away from his view, getting little… by little!

He is finally-nay! He is not free at all!

Why would he be when he is still being tied up? It truly is getting tiresome going back again and again to the same old situation!

"Mfhh! Mphmm-"

*Boom*

And another one. He became contented that the explosion-like resonating sound he had just heard was the impact of the net filled with dead bodies colliding with the ground.

"I'm sowy abowt that! Pwease down't say this to Master, Mr. Zombie King!"

When the girl scratched her head while apologizing to him, he was… aye! He was staring at her, showing signs of being so frustrated! Of course, he would be! He does not even know where he is, let alone understand why the next thing he was given is a bunch of corpses flattening him as if he was just but an… ant!

Of course, he is... literally not! However, why is he then even going too far that he began thinking he is not just an ant to the eyes of the kid, but a mere atom?! An atom, he thought!

'But this girl, even if I'm something comparable to that, if she would be sorry, then she should at least let me reply by removing this thing in my mouth for a proper exchange!'

When he appointed that in his mind, simultaneously, as if the kid had heard his thoughts, she immediately took off the ball of rug in his mouth attached to a white rubber that was surrounding his cheeks.

"Pweh! A rug? So that's the reason why the smell and taste were so bad!"

After hearing his weird complaints, the kid went leaning her head to one side, baffled.

"Gweh! Bad? Wasn't it because of the corpses above you, Mr. Zombie King?"

Witnessing her ignorance through her question to him, he rolled his eyes, irritated.

"That's not it, kid. I was talking about earlier when my head was covered in that black plastic you had taken off before giving me those corpses of yours."

A detailed explanation from him! However, according to her, that was not the case anymore… because she just stopped listening! The kid was not listening at all!

She is instead turning away from his direction, walking further far from his fixed position… while sweating the fuck out!

"Hey! That's rude of you, kid! I'm an adult! An adult, I say!"

He complained. Receiving that behavior from a kid, he, of course, became annoyed. However, as if the kid's form of reply from what he proclaimed about, she went rapidly facing him again, but now with a slight difference… nay! Not slight at all, since she is having the details "wide eyes and popping veins!" She is mad furious! She is-shwat the! The details instantly vanished all of a sudden! The kid is instead looking merrily now!

A shift of emotions! The tension was gone! Even Narrator is shocked! Shocked because that was… terrifyingly cute! She is looking cute, indeed!

"Tehee~ I'm sorry that I'm still a kid, Mr. Zombie King. My sisters said that if my age is converted into Earth years, then it seems I'm just 53 years old-"

Hearing that, he died.

Even Narrator wants to die too.

Metaphor; Just a metaphor. He rapidly fainted right after he heard the last word of what the kid had just said… which was simply straight-up unbelievable.

"Hello? Mr. Zombie King! What's wrong? Nwo~ I kwilled hwim~"

No, girl. He is just dozing off… while his eyes are widely showing themselves despite having no consciousness.

And because they are not closed, the kid, that again, is not a kid at all, waved her hands as if trying to give him some of his senses back… which was adorably useless.

Realizing that fact, she laid her body on the floor, feeling empty right after.

"I showed Mr. Zombie King unicorns... I'll say this to Master..."

Finished deciding on her next move she started closing her eyes, spreading her arms and legs on the smooth ground next, and finally relaxing her mind and body as the last step.

Ignorantly cute indeed, is she not? The reason why she is acting fearful of her highly-respected "Master" is uncertain yet… nay! Useless details! The boy would not be able to even think about this! For now, at the least. But however that is, it would still not change the fact that things are getting quite peculiar, are they not?

After all, he is not called human anymore, is he?

Regardless of that, as if being affected by the offer-looking piece of dead meat lying on a long concrete table not that far away from her side, the kid, which again, is not a kid at all, followed alongside him by beginning to sleep so soundly as well.