I am babysitting in the zombie apocalypse! (bl)

"it's bad for your stomach!"



" don't go there it's dangerous!"



"why don't you listen to dad!"



"tell me who am I?"



I don't know what has become of me! I was planning a peaceful funeral for myself but somehow ended up babysitting!



"if you treat the baby like this they will hate you "



" that doesn't concern you he is my son!"



And why is this guy clinging?! besides I have secret and can't afford to be exposed by him .



An adventurous life of mutated zombie human babysitting while avoiding cold general.