DaisukiDayoSenpai

Bronze WINNER of WPC#322: Male Lead: Zombie Invasion

Takemi Kazuichi might very well be the luckiest and unluckiest person in the world. He was an orphan, and he was severely bullied in school. Because of that, he became a hikikomori, a shut-in. When he turned sixteen, he was adopted by a rich couple who loved him as if he was their own son. Unfortunately, they died in a plane crash, and Kazuichi never overcame his bad habits of being a shut-in, largely because of his preying relatives.

Fast forward to four years later, Takemi Kazuichi still stayed in the house left by his late parents. He never bothered going to work or going out to socialize with people. For the lack of a better term, he was a rich hikikomori. He never even bothered to check the news or log in on any social media. All he did was live his life in solitude, devoid of any human interaction.

One day, as he came out of the shower, he heard a strange thumping sound by the doorway. "That's weird, I didn't order any delivery today." He told himself before absent-mindedly opening the door.

And what stared back didn't resemble a human at all. It was a zombie— or so that's what the first thing that came into Kazuichi's mind. Unbeknownst to him, the world had drastically changed, and he was the last one to know.

Shut-In Of The 'Dead'

"I see," Kazuichi just had to confirm if the rain also affected her sense of smell since he too felt like someone had put a towel on his nose. His sense of smell was dampened, but it wasn't as affected compared to Tris.


After all, Arisu's olfactory modality was more sensitive than Kazuichi's so she was more affected by the rain. That's why Kazuichi had to be more aware of their surroundings since currently, Arisu was crippled.


The steady crackle of fire soon played a chorus with the pattering of the rain. It was almost nighttime, and the gray clouds shifted into a darker shade. The night was about to descend on the city, and it was clear that they'd have to spend the night in the makeshift shelter.


A portion of the floor was wet since the roof didn't even cover the entire shelter. Then again, there was nothing they could do but stay around the fire. Hopefully, the rain was enough to cover their scent and the sight of their fire.


Leg Cramps