Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Midnight Return

Ryo arrived at his base under the cover of midnight, parking his scooter near the entrance. His eyes scanned the area, noting the mass of zombies surrounding his base. Creepers, striders, brutes, and countless others patrolled, their presence a clear reminder of the power he now commanded.He smirked at the thought—his personal zombie army was unmatched, and any attempt by the government to fight him would result in massive losses. He was untouchable, his fortress guarded by the undead themselves.

He pulled out his house key, quietly opening the door. The room was brightly lit, casting a warm glow throughout the space. Ryo glanced around and found Sachiko asleep, her breathing steady and calm. She hadn't noticed his return. Even though he had already cleaned himself earlier, Ryo decided to shower again. He couldn't risk anything—especially with Sachiko, who was his real source of pleasure.

Unlike the cold, emotionless experiment he had conducted earlier, Sachiko was alive, warm, and his.

Heading into the bathroom, Ryo took his time in the shower, scrubbing every inch of his body meticulously. He washed his manhood with extra care, ensuring that every trace of the experiment was gone. The water rushed over him, and he felt the remnants of the night's earlier events wash away.

Stepping out of the shower, he dried himself with a towel, feeling refreshed and ready. Sachiko was his, and no experiment with a zombie could ever compare to what she gave him. For now, his mind turned toward her, the night ahead, and the plans he would soon set into motion.

Ryo placed all the laptops, cameras, and smartphones he had scavenged earlier on the kitchen table, arranging them neatly. He knew Sachiko would appreciate it when she woke up. She could set them up however she liked, diving back into her expertise.

If she needed any programs or software, they could scavenge for it tomorrow, maybe head to one of the abandoned computer shops around town or even venture into the next town.

As he stood there, he remembered her mentioning something about wanting a doctor's coat. A small smile tugged at his lips. He would get that for her too. She deserved it, after everything. A little luxury in this ruined world, a reminder of what she once was—a researcher, a doctor. She was more than just his pleasure, and he'd make sure she had what she needed.

He would find that coat for her soon, a symbol of her place at his side.

Ryo slowly approached the bed, sitting down beside it with a quiet creak. His movements stirred Sachiko, and for a brief moment, she woke in a panic, her body tense, thinking it was a zombie. But when her eyes adjusted and she saw Ryo beside her, her expression softened into a warm smile.

Without a word, Ryo lay down beside her, and Sachiko instinctively moved closer, wrapping her arms around him. She pressed herself against him, feeling his warmth and strength. In his presence, the dangers of the outside world faded, and she could relax. Hugging him tighter, she closed her eyes, comforted by the knowledge that as long as Ryo was near, nothing could hurt her.

Ryo felt a wave of comfort wash over him as Sachiko's warmth enveloped him. The tension of the day's events, the unsettling encounter with Ken, and the bizarre experiment weighed heavily on his mind. His muscles, once tense and alert, now relaxed as fatigue crept over him.

With Sachiko holding him tightly, her steady breathing soothing him, Ryo's eyes grew heavy. He couldn't shake the thoughts of the experiment, wondering what changes, if any, would occur with the female zombie. But at that moment, the comfort of Sachiko's embrace pulled him away from those thoughts.

His eyelids fluttered shut, and slowly, he drifted into a deep sleep, feeling a rare sense of peace in her arms.

The next morning, Sachiko woke up early, the soft light of dawn filtering through the window. Seeing Ryo sleeping peacefully beside her filled her with a sense of warmth and safety. She admired his calm, strong face for a moment, appreciating how much he had done to protect her in this cruel world.

With a gentle smile, she moved closer, hugging him tightly, her arms wrapping around his body. She felt his steady breathing and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, her lips lingering for a brief second. In this moment, she knew that as long as Ryo was with her, she could survive anything.

After hugging Ryo for a while, Sachiko decided it was time to get up. She stretched her body, feeling the satisfying pull of her muscles waking up. Grabbing a towel, she quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Ryo's sleep, and headed to the shower.

Once inside, she let the warm water wash away the remnants of sleep and the lingering tension from the previous day. She scrubbed her body clean and brushed her teeth, enjoying the simple luxury of cleanliness in this chaotic world.

After finishing, Sachiko wrapped a towel around her body and another around her damp hair. Feeling refreshed, she stepped out of the bathroom, ready to start the day.

She headed back to the room and saw that Ryo was still fast asleep. Smiling softly, she closed the door behind her and quietly removed her towel. Standing in front of the closet, Sachiko looked over the many options Ryo had provided her—a variety of dresses, pants, tops, and underwear.

She stood there for a moment, thinking hard. It felt good to have so many choices again, a small reminder of the life she once had before the outbreak. After some thought, she finally settled on a light, comfortable dress and matching underwear, something simple yet flattering. She dressed quickly, glancing at Ryo one more time before quietly stepping out of the room to give him some more rest. Explore more at мѵʟ

Sachiko noticed Ryo's MP5 and gun placed carefully in different areas of the room. She remembered his firm instruction not to touch or move them, and though she was curious why he kept them so deliberately positioned, she respected his wishes. After all, Ryo had survived this outbreak alone for so long, and she trusted that he knew best.

As she walked into the kitchen, she found a surprising sight—boxes of unopened laptops, smartphones, video cameras, and other gadgets neatly stacked on the table. Ryo had mentioned gathering supplies, but seeing them all in one place made her realize just how resourceful and determined he was. She smiled, already thinking about how she could set up the devices for him.

Her mind wandered briefly to the doctor coat Ryo promised to find for her, another small comfort in this apocalyptic world.

Sachiko couldn't wait to get her hands on that doctor coat—she missed the feel of it, the sense of purpose it gave her. But for now, she focused on starting her morning. She put water on the stove to boil for coffee and thought about making some instant ramen. As the water heated up, her eyes wandered to the shelves and storage room, which were now brimming with supplies.

The sight of the food stockpile reassured her. Bags of rice, dried foods, canned goods, flour, and more filled the space. They wouldn't have to worry about food for a long time, possibly even years. She sighed in relief, grateful for Ryo's scavenging efforts.

It felt almost surreal to have such security in a world that had fallen apart.

Sachiko decided to keep things simple. She prepared a jug of coffee, its rich aroma filling the kitchen, but held off on making the instant noodles for now. She knew if she made them too early, the noodles would become soggy, and Ryo wouldn't enjoy them that way. Instead, she set the ingredients aside, ready to cook them once Ryo woke up.

She poured herself a cup of coffee, savoring the warmth as she sat at the table, glancing occasionally at the laptops, phones, and other gadgets Ryo had scavenged. Today, she would organize everything, but for now, it was just her, the quiet morning, and the comfort of knowing Ryo was still sleeping peacefully in the next room. Sёarᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After eating her breakfast, the instant noodles, Sachiko sat in the living room, sipping her coffee and picking up a book to read. The morning was quiet, and for a brief moment, she let herself relax. But then, a strange sound reached her ears.

The growls of the zombies outside caught her attention. They were agitated, their usual stillness disrupted.

"What's going on?" Sachiko muttered to herself, setting her book aside. Curiosity getting the better of her, she stood up and cautiously approached the window, peering outside.

Her eyes widened in shock.

A mysterious female zombie stood amidst the others, her presence unlike anything Sachiko had seen before. The other zombies seemed wary, backing away slightly, and the Striders—usually quick to tear into anything—were poised, ready to engage if necessary.

"What the hell just happened?" she whispered, her heart racing. The female zombie was different, and even though Sachiko couldn't place why, the tension in the air was palpable. Something was off.