Chapter 11 (R-18)

She sprinted toward him, shouting for rescue.

Lin Feng frowned, feeling like he'd seen her before.

As she got closer, he got a good look. Orange short hair, headband, studded earrings—she had a delinquent vibe.

But her features were stunning, especially her eyes, which had a foxy, seductive charm.

Then it clicked—she was Miku, dubbed the sexiest girl at Fujimi Academy.

In the original plot, she was supposed to escape with Koichi Shido.

And now here she was, running into him. Should he save her?

A classic hero-saves-the-damsel move might not even earn her gratitude.

Miku, fully aware her life hung on this guy's whim, wasn't shy. She yanked down her red lace bra, flashing a deep cleavage through her uniform. Her pale, smooth skin jiggled as she ran.

"Hot guy, save me, and I'll do anything!" she pleaded.

Worth a shot. If she turned out ungrateful and didn't boost his favorability, he'd just toss her to the zombies.

Decision made, Lin Feng swung his bat, smashing the zombies around her.

Miku shrieked as a head exploded, her legs trembling, lips white—she nearly peed herself from fear.

Lin Feng casually dispatched the four zombies and dragged her back to the staff room. She wasn't even a side character—just one of Shido's followers. He had no intention of playing nice.

"Alright, time to keep your promise," he said flatly.

To survive, Miku fumbled with her uniform, peeling it off to reveal her pale, curvy body. Her chest was impressively full, her figure tempting.

"I… I can use my breasts, and my mouth—it feels good too…" she stammered.

Lin Feng nodded, plopping into a chair with a grin. "Cool. Start with a boobjob."

Miku had seen enough "study material" to know what he meant. She crawled over on her knees, shaky hands freeing his gear.

Her eyes widened. Even at rest, it was as big as most guys at full tilt.

"Hot guy, this thing's insane!"

She gripped her bouncy breasts, sandwiching his "red dragon" and rubbing up and down. Her eyes glazed over, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip.

Her chest wasn't as massive as Shizuka's, but it was silky-smooth and elastic, squeezing him tight. Most guys wouldn't last a few strokes.

Lin Feng savored the massage from the academy's sexiest girl.

In the original story, Miku was even more terrified of death than Rei—a classic damsel who clung to strong men to survive.

Right now, she was a wreck after the zombie ordeal. In the anime, she'd latched onto Shido and joined his cult when she needed a protector.

Now, she'd run into the powerhouse that was Lin Feng.

People's hearts race under threat, and when a guy's around, that adrenaline can get mistaken for a crush.

But with Lin Feng's "gear" in front of her, "crush" didn't cut it.

Even with her F-cup breasts wrapped around it, half still poked out the top.

Staring at the intimidating "red dragon," Miku licked her lips, opened her mouth, and took it in with a muffled mmph, sucking eagerly.

"Hss—" Lin Feng felt like his soul was leaving his body. No wonder she was Fujimi's sexiest—her mouth was unreal.

This guy wasn't just hot and a zombie-killer—his downstairs skills were off the charts too!

Ding!

[Miku's favorability +20]

Her mouth stuffed full, saliva dripping everywhere.

Slurp, slurp—

With Miku working hard, Lin Feng's veins bulged, and he soon hit his limit.

Miku's eyes rolled back with a sultry, love-struck glaze as she felt the rush in her mouth.

Panting, one hand slipped into her black lace panties, she purred, "I can't… Miku's down there… it wants to be filled so bad…"

Even as she begged, Lin Feng replied coolly, "Not the time to screw you. Be mine, and I'll make sure this thing wrecks you later."

"Yes, I'll be yours! Your big… I want it so bad…" Miku slurred, eyes hazy with lust.

Beyond her deliberate seduction, her desire was genuinely ignited.

At first, she'd just planned to string Lin Feng along for protection. But up close, her head got fuzzy—his scent overwhelmed her, convincing her no other guy could compare.

Ding!

[Miku's favorability +20]

Miku had always known her body was her edge. She'd stayed a virgin not out of purity, but because no guy had ever offered enough to make her strip.

Now, in this apocalypse, girls like her—naturally weaker—had to latch onto strong men. Survival trumped morals, which were just flimsy illusions now.

Only tying herself to a beast like Lin Feng could satisfy Miku's need for safety.

At his request, the sultry Miku acted like nothing happened. She tidied her uniform and trailed behind him, her curves swaying naturally. Even without trying, her jiggling chest under the school outfit was a sight to behold.

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When Lin Feng returned, Saeko, Rei, and Saya greeted him. Takashi stood off to the side, his face blank, showing zero joy at Lin Feng's safe return.

Saya and Saeko could tell there was bad blood between him and Lin Feng.

Lin Feng had nabbed the keys and saved a girl—all in just twenty minutes.

"What a terrifying guy!"

Even Saeko, a kendo master, couldn't help but praise his skill.

"Nice work, Lin Feng," Saya added, her usual sharp tongue softened. She glanced at Takashi's sour face, then at Lin Feng surrounded by girls, and sighed. "If it's about picking a reliable partner in the apocalypse, every girl's going with Lin Feng."

After this, the group unconsciously started treating Lin Feng as their leader.

In fights, he took point, with Saeko and Rei backing him up to handle stragglers. Saya and Miku? They'd just cheer from the sidelines.

The six of them crept down the teaching building's stairs, heading for the school bus parking spot.

Near the first floor, they ran into more survivors.

Four of them—three girls and a guy. The leader, a man with a white towel around his neck, held a weird iron contraption—maybe a coat hanger, a lab tool, or an IV stand from the infirmary.

It was awkward to wield and prone to making noise, drawing more zombies.

Lin Feng knew exactly what was about to happen with that clunky thing.

But he didn't care about these randos' fates. After a quick chat, he let them join the crew.

As the guy with the iron rack reached the stairwell corner, the crescent-shaped tip clanged against the railing.

Clang!

The sharp sound lit up the zombies on the first floor like they'd been juiced with adrenaline, sending them sprinting toward the stairs.

Lin Feng pulled out his bat, glancing at Takashi, eager to see his next move.

Sure enough, after the clang, Takashi—either too nervous or just brainless—yelled, "Hurry up!"

Classic hot-blooded manga hero—his voice was loud enough to alert every zombie in the school.

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