In fact, Rosen had known someone was outside for a long time.
There was a qualitative difference in aura between the ordinary people of the Highschool of the Dead world and those group members.
Even Gabriel's footsteps were very light, unlike the heavy, unsteady ones now.
"Lord Rosen..."
Juchuan Shizuka's tone was clearly different from her usual one.
It revealed a hint of a tone completely unlike her natural self.
However, Rosen smelled a hint of alcohol in the air.
"Juchuan Shizuka, you drank before coming here, didn't you?"
"Yes, after showering, I drank a can of iced beer. The people in this base really know how to enjoy themselves. The refrigerator has more things than my house, and... besides beer, I also drank a little plum wine."
Fruit wine plus beer, perfect.
If you're not drunk, who is?
"So why are you coming to find me so late?"
Rosen looked up at the swaying Juchuan Shizuka.
"Can't I come to find Lord Rosen even if there's nothing wrong?"
Juchuan Shizuka's tone carried a hint of reproach, then she swayed unsteadily and fell into Rosen's arms.
"..."
"Mmm... Lord Rosen smells so good."
After falling, Juchuan Shizuka showed no intention of getting up.
She buried her head in Rosen's arms, sniffing, like a little puppy.
Seeing the beautiful blonde woman with slightly moist eyes in front of him, it was impossible for Rosen to have no reaction.
He was just a lucky person who accidentally got a golden finger.
His thoughts and will were still his past self.
At most, he would use his extraordinary abilities to gain benefits for himself, striving to live a life with clear thoughts.
Therefore, with such a beauty in his arms, Rosen's right hand had unconsciously rested on Juchuan Shizuka's amazingly curved hill.
Hmm.
Having been single for more than ten years, it was his first time feeling something so soft.
It was just like cotton candy.
"Hehe... Does Lord Rosen want it?"
Juchuan Shizuka, who was sprawled in his arms, showed a mischievous smile.
It was very clear that the alcohol did have an effect, but it didn't make Juchuan Shizuka completely lose her mind.
Noticing the slightly awakening dragon, the woman's face revealed a charming expression.
"Since that's the case, then let me help Lord Rosen relieve the troubles that have accumulated over such a long time."
With a strange tone, Juchuan Shizuka began to bury her head and work.
So that's how some gal game plots come about.
Well-reasoned and convincing, it was as rigorous as a novel written by an author named Gugu Chong in Feilu.
.....
As the saying goes.
Older women have three good things.
Beer, bathing, and eating tender grass.
With the beer and bathing done, Juchuan Shizuka naturally came to eat the only tender grass in this base.
After working for several tens of minutes, Juchuan Shizuka completely finished the can of beer she had brought, then lay weakly on the bed.
And because of her previous movements, her bath towel had slipped off her body.
On the silk sheets, a slender and voluptuous body came into view, and her not-yet-completely-dry golden hair lay like a carpet beneath her.
Her fair and rosy skin reflected a faint blush under the light.
At this moment, the half-drunk, half-awake Juchuan Shizuka's face showed a hint of shyness, exuding a moving charm.
Realizing her current situation, like a Maitreya Buddha, the blush on her face deepened, and she instinctively used her hands to cover her one center and two basic points.
"Lord Rosen... you're so perverted."
Rosen couldn't help but smile wryly at her words.
At this point, even after eating the cream, she still called him perverted.
Hajime, you rascal.
To quash Juchuan Shizuka's arrogant attitude of taking advantage and still playing innocent, the punishment Rosen gave was...
"Lord Rosen, you..."
Juchuan Shizuka's words were cut off before she could finish them.
"This time, it's my turn."
The mountain rain is coming, and the wind fills the tower; flowers fall and water flows on its own.
...
The next morning.
The dawn sunlight shone in from outside the bulletproof glass.
Outside the window was a sparkling sea.
A gentle breeze blew, stirring up golden waves.
Occasionally, a few seagulls could be seen resting on the sea surface or the deck railing.
The sea's self-purification ability is very strong. Although there is a biochemical virus in this world, what humans create still cannot overcome all of nature.
For the girls deep in the apocalypse, this was undoubtedly a pleasant, yet somewhat troubling morning.
It was pleasant because they were still alive, and living very well.
The trouble was that last night, Rei Miyamoto, when "accidentally" passing by Rosen's room, heard the frantic sounds from inside.