Chapter 133: Chapter 133: The Silent Watcher

Ryo woke up early, the dim light of dawn barely breaking through the curtains. He glanced over at Sachiko, still sound asleep beside him, her body curled up, probably exhausted from the intense night they shared. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he remembered the look of satisfaction on her face just hours ago.But what caught his attention next was something far more curious. Near the door, Sayako stood, her back slightly hunched, her eyes closed as if she was asleep. Ryo raised an eyebrow, finding the sight almost amusing. Zombies need sleep too?

He quietly got out of bed, moving with deliberate care not to wake Sachiko. His curiosity piqued, Ryo approached Sayako cautiously. Her chest didn't rise or fall, nor did she show any signs of consciousness. She just stood there, unmoving, like a statue guarding the entrance to their room.

Ryo stood in front of her, inspecting her closely. What is she doing? He wondered if this was some form of shutdown or reset for her, a brief reprieve in her strange behavior. Whatever it was, it made her seem even more human, in a way that unsettled him.

Leaning in closer, he whispered, "You really are something else, aren't you?"

But there was no response—just the eerie silence of the still house and the faint sound of Sachiko's soft breathing in the background.

Ryo's hand fondle Sayako breast, and in an instant, her eyes fluttered open—those eerie white eyes devoid of any color. She didn't react aggressively, just stood there, motionless, watching him closely.

Ryo took a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. "Figures you'd wake up as soon as I touched you," he muttered under his breath, more amused than alarmed by the strange connection they now shared.

Without further thought, Ryo turned away and headed toward the bathroom, deciding it was time to clean himself up after the night with Sachiko. He could feel Sayako's presence behind him, silently following as if tethered to him, her gaze never leaving his back.

Ryo entered the bathroom and glanced in the mirror. His muscles were tense, and there was still a faint mark where Sayako had nipped at his neck the day before. Shaking his head, he turned on the water, letting it run for a moment to get warm.

He glanced back at Sayako, who stood at the bathroom's entrance, still watching him. Ryo sighed, realizing there was no shaking her off, at least not for now.

"Guess you're sticking around," he said with a smirk before stepping into the shower, the water cascading over him as he began to wash away the lingering tension. All the while, Sayako stood there, silent and unmoving, her eyes never leaving him.

As Sachiko stirred awake, she instinctively reached out for Ryo but found the bed empty. Confused, she sat up, hearing the soft sound of running water from the bathroom. Realizing where he must be, she grabbed her towel, wrapped it around herself, and headed toward the sound, still a bit groggy.

When she approached the bathroom, however, she froze. Sayako stood there, at the open door, unmoving. The female zombie was silently watching Ryo shower—her eerie white eyes fixated on him, seemingly captivated.

Sachiko's heart skipped a beat. The sight of Sayako standing there, calmly watching Ryo's naked body under the water, sent a wave of unease through her. Yet, at the same time, there was something unsettlingly calm about the scene.

"Ryo…" Sachiko whispered, unsure if she should speak up. She tightened her grip on the towel, feeling a strange mixture of jealousy and curiosity bubble up inside her. Sёarch* The ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Ryo, hearing Sachiko's voice, turned his head slightly, glancing at her through the steam. He raised an eyebrow, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. "Morning," he said casually, as if nothing about the situation was out of the ordinary. "You going to join us, or just stand there gawking?"

Sachiko barely had time to react before Sayako disappeared from her spot near the door, only to suddenly reappear behind her. Startled, Sachiko gasped and stumbled, losing her balance as her towel slipped from her body, leaving her exposed on the cold floor. Experience more on M V L

Before she could comprehend what had just happened, Sachiko felt something warm and wet against her skin. Sayako was crouched beside her, licking her shoulder with the same eerie calm that she had shown toward Ryo earlier. Her white eyes were devoid of emotion, but her actions were deliberate, almost... gentle.

Sachiko's heart raced, her body frozen in a mixture of shock and confusion. This wasn't a typical zombie behavior—there was no aggression, no attack. But the sensation of the female zombie's tongue against her skin sent a chill down her spine.

"Ryo!" Sachiko's voice trembled, calling out to him, desperate for an explanation.

Ryo stepped out of the shower, water still dripping from his body, an amused expression playing on his face. "Looks like she likes you, Sachiko," he said, his tone teasing, as if the situation were nothing more than a playful encounter.

Sachiko's breath hitched, torn between fear and the bizarre tension that hung in the air. "Ryo, do something..." she whispered, unsure of what this all meant.

Ryo smirked, walking toward her slowly. "Relax. She won't hurt you. You saw how she listened to me before, didn't you?" He crouched down, reaching out to stroke Sayako's hair, his eyes gleaming with a twisted amusement. "Sayako just wants to play... you're not afraid of her, are you?"

Sachiko's eyes widened in shock as Sayako's licks became more deliberate, moving across her body with eerie precision. She felt a shiver run through her, especially when Sayako's attention shifted to the most intimate area, where Ryo had claimed her the night before. It was as if the female zombie was drawn to that very spot.

Sachiko's mind raced, trying to comprehend what was happening. "What... is this?" she thought, a mix of disbelief and strange anticipation coursing through her.

Sachiko was shocked to see Sayako, licking her pussy with such focus and intensity. Her eyes widened as she realized that Sayako was drawn to the very spot where Ryo had marked her, where his sperm still lingered.

The sensation of Sayako's tongue on her most intimate parts sent a jolt of pleasure and fear through her body. Sachiko's breath hitched, her mind struggling to process this bizarre turn of events.

Sachiko, her voice trembling and tears streaming down her face, pleaded, "Ryo, please, help me... I don't want this... make her stop!" She sobbed, her body still shaking from the shock of Sayako's unexpected actions.

Ryo, hearing her desperate plea, swiftly moved. He grabbed Sayako by the arm and dragged her a few steps away from Sachiko. His voice was firm, commanding, "Don't tease Sachiko too much, Sayako." He leaned closer to the female zombie, ensuring she understood.

Sachiko sat on the floor, her tears slowly subsiding as she tried to calm herself. The lingering discomfort of what had just happened made her shudder, and she wiped her eyes. After a few moments, she glanced at Ryo, who had already turned back to the shower, casually continuing as if nothing had happened.

Ryo looked over his shoulder, the sound of water splashing around him. "Come here," he called out to her, his tone commanding yet oddly soothing. "Join me."

Sachiko hesitated for a moment, still feeling the lingering unease. But she knew how Ryo was—there was no arguing with him. Slowly, she picked herself up, took a deep breath, and walked towards the open shower.

As Sachiko gently lathered Ryo's hair with shampoo, her gaze kept drifting toward Sayako, the female zombie standing just outside the shower, her white eyes fixed on them. The intensity of Sayako's silent stare made Sachiko feel even more uneasy. Every now and then, she glanced at Ryo, hoping he'd say something to send the zombie away, but Ryo didn't seem bothered in the slightest.

Ryo sat there calmly, enjoying the sensation of Sachiko's fingers working through his hair, as if Sayako's presence didn't matter at all. "You're still tense," he said, his voice breaking through the quiet, almost amused.

Sachiko swallowed hard and forced a small smile, though the discomfort of being watched while showering was hard to ignore. "It's... strange," she admitted softly. "She's always watching us."

Ryo chuckled slightly. "Get used to it. She won't hurt you." He leaned back into Sachiko's hands. "She only follows my orders, remember?"

Sachiko nodded quietly and continued to soap Ryo's body, her hands moving with gentle care. Ryo leaned into her touch, enjoying the feeling of control and satisfaction. It was like Sachiko had fully accepted her role by his side, and in a strange way, it amused him how she catered to his needs so obediently—like a devoted wife.

In Ryo's mind, this wasn't a bad setup at all. He had Sachiko, who provided him the pleasures and companionship of a human, and then there was Sayako, the unpredictable and strange connection he had with the female zombie, who offered him something else entirely.

Ryo smirked to himself, thinking how he had both—one from the world before, and one from the world now. Everything was falling into place, just how he liked it.