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'

Meanwhile, Arisu almost dropped her jaws as she closely watched the duo's display of power. On one hand, Kazuichi's blows had the power comparable to hand grenades, each with pinpoint accuracy.

On the other, the woman defended with grace and ease. It was clear that they were on the same level, and the advantage could tip to one side at any point. Arisu pursed her lips. The fight continued to wear on.

As they circled each other, the tension between them crackled like electricity. Kazuichi feinted left, then darted right, his fist streaking towards the woman's unprotected flank. She twisted, her torso rotating to intercept the blow, but Kazuichi anticipated her move. In a split second, he redirected his strike, his fist colliding with her ribcage with bone-crushing force.

Engaging The Lone Hybrid Woman In Combat