Chapter 140: Chapter 140: The Perfect Experiment

Ryo rode his scooter back to base, the engine humming softly beneath him. Sayako sat behind him, silent and alert as always, her movements fluid, almost human. But as he drove, his thoughts drifted, something stirring in his mind about her.He glanced over his shoulder briefly. Her once pale, almost lifeless skin had improved. Sayako's skin was smoother now, no longer carrying the decayed look most zombies wore. Her body had transformed, and Ryo had to admit—it wasn't just her strength that had grown. She had become... prettier.

A little too human, with her pale, almost flawless skin and those deep, dark eyes. There was no foul smell anymore, no sign of the usual decay.

Ryo smirked to himself as he drove. All she needs is a shower, he thought. Clean her up, and who knows... maybe she's ready for more. The idea of bringing her to his bed wasn't just curiosity anymore; it was part of the experiment. The last time he tried something similar, he had discovered that his actions had an effect on these creatures.

"Yeah," Ryo muttered under his breath, half to himself. "After all, she's already loyal, fast, and strong... let's see what happens when we take this experiment a bit further." Sёarch* The NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As they neared the base, Ryo's mind was already playing out the next steps. He wanted to test Sayako's limits—and not just in battle. He knew that pushing this experiment forward might open doors he never expected. It was risky, but Ryo lived for risks.

He parked the scooter, and as Sayako silently dismounted behind him, Ryo's smirk deepened. "Let's get you cleaned up, Sayako," he said, turning back toward the house. "And then... we'll see where this experiment takes us."

Maybe this time, he didn't need to keep this a secret from Sachiko anymore. But as Ryo walked toward the base, a myriad of thoughts swirled in his mind. How could he make this natural? How could he explore this intimate connection with Sayako without appearing to be a pervert in Sachiko's eyes?

Ryo wondered how to approach the situation delicately. After all, Sayako was more than just a zombie now; she had become something almost human in his eyes, displaying loyalty and strength that even some survivors lacked. He could hardly ignore the bond that was forming between them, but how to navigate this new territory?

Maybe I can frame it as research, he thought, considering the many notebooks and journals Sachiko kept. A scientific study of what happens when a human interacts closely with a creature like Sayako. That could make it sound respectable. But he knew that deep down, it wasn't just research—there was an undeniable attraction that flickered in his mind.

Ryo chuckled softly to himself. After everything he had been through, after losing so much, maybe this was his chance to reclaim some of what was lost, to seek comfort in an unconventional way. But he needed to tread carefully. He didn't want Sachiko to feel like an outsider, nor did he want to hurt her.

As he reached the entrance of their base, he turned to Sayako, who stood quietly a few paces behind him, her dark eyes watching him intently. There was something inherently captivating about her, and the thought of having her in bed was not just about desire; it was about connection, understanding, and perhaps, the possibility of acceptance in a world gone mad.

Ryo took a deep breath, deciding he would try to incorporate Sayako into their lives more openly. It wouldn't be easy, but if he could show Sachiko that Sayako was a part of their survival strategy, perhaps she would understand. "Let's get you cleaned up, Sayako," he said, his voice steady. "Then we can see what else we can explore together."

As the soft hum of the scooter's engine echoed through the air, Sachiko's heart quickened. Ryo was back. The familiar sound always brought her a sense of relief, but today it felt more pronounced. She moved swiftly to the front door, her mind racing with thoughts of his safety and the lingering worry that had clung to her since he'd left.

Opening the door wide, she stood there, a mix of anticipation and concern etched across her face. The moment Ryo approached, she felt a surge of emotions welling up inside her. Sayako trailed behind him, her silent presence a constant reminder of the strange new world they were navigating together. But right now, all Sachiko could focus on was Ryo.

As he reached the front door, Sachiko rushed forward, throwing her arms around him in a tight embrace. The warmth of his body against hers was comforting, dispelling the anxieties that had built up during his absence. "I'm so glad you're back safely," she whispered, relief washing over her. "I was worried."

Ryo smiled, his eyes softening as he returned the embrace. "I'm fine, really. Just a little scouting." But before he could say more, Sachiko pulled back slightly, her gaze searching his, as if to assure herself that he was truly unharmed.

In that moment, the world around them faded, and all that mattered was the connection they shared. Sachiko leaned in, capturing Ryo's lips with hers in a passionate kiss. It was a kiss filled with longing, relief, and a fierce determination to hold onto what they had, no matter how chaotic their lives had become.

Ryo responded eagerly, his hands finding her waist as he deepened the kiss, momentarily forgetting the complexities of their situation. In that fleeting moment, nothing else existed—just the two of them, lost in each other.

After what felt like an eternity, they pulled away, breathless. Sachiko looked up at him, her cheeks flushed. "You didn't get hurt, did you?" she asked, her voice soft but laced with concern.

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"No, I'm okay," Ryo assured her, though his thoughts drifted back to Sayako, still standing silently a few steps away. He sensed the shift in the atmosphere, the delicate balance he needed to maintain, but right now, he just wanted to be with Sachiko.

She smiled, relief brightening her features. "Good. I was really worried. You know how dangerous it is out there."

"I know," he said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "But I'll always come back to you."

As they stood together, the weight of the world outside faded, and for a moment, they were just Ryo and Sachiko—two survivors finding solace in each other amidst the chaos. But the reminder of Sayako's presence lingered in the background, and Ryo couldn't help but wonder how this newfound dynamic would unfold between them all.

"Come on in," Sachiko said, breaking the momentary silence. "I made some food. You must be hungry."

Ryo nodded, stepping inside with her, but his thoughts remained tangled between his affection for Sachiko and the experiment he was eager to pursue with Sayako. The complexity of their lives was only beginning to unravel, and he was determined to find a way to make it work.

As Ryo stepped inside the base, the warmth enveloped him, but his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. The kiss with Sachiko still tingled on his lips, a stark contrast to the complexity brewing within him. While he felt a strong bond with Sachiko, he couldn't shake the curiosity and anticipation regarding his experiment with Sayako. For now, it was a secret he intended to keep.

Ryo glanced back at Sachiko as she moved into the kitchen, her back turned to him as she busied herself with the food. The sight of her brought a wave of guilt crashing over him. He didn't want to deceive her, but the nature of the experiment felt too delicate to share just yet. The last thing he wanted was for her to feel betrayed or alienated by his actions.

Sooner or later, I'll have to tell her about Sayako, he thought, a frown creasing his forehead. But for now, it's better this way. I need to understand what I'm dealing with before involving her.

With a resolute sigh, he pushed those thoughts aside and headed toward the bathroom. Ryo retrieved a towel, the soft fabric feeling comforting against his skin. He needed to cleanse himself, both physically and mentally. The remnants of the outside world clung to him like a second skin—dust, sweat, and the faint scent of fear. He wanted to wash it all away.

Stepping into the shower, he let the warm water cascade over him, steam rising in clouds around his body. As the droplets dripped from his hair and streamed down his back, Ryo closed his eyes, focusing on the soothing sensation. He tried to clear his mind, but thoughts of Sayako danced at the edges of his consciousness, persistent and tantalizing.

What if this is the key? he pondered. What if understanding her more deeply could unlock something extraordinary? He could feel the allure of the experiment pulling at him, the need to explore the boundaries of what was possible in this bizarre new reality.

After a few moments of solitude, Ryo turned off the water, feeling a sense of renewal wash over him. He stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towel around his waist and catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror. A slight smile crept onto his face as he imagined what could be ahead. But that smile faded as the weight of his secret returned, reminding him of the path he had chosen.

Once dressed, Ryo took a deep breath and steeled himself for what lay ahead. He knew he would need to navigate this carefully, balancing his growing connection with Sayako and his existing relationship with Sachiko. As he walked back into the main area of their base, he resolved to keep his intentions close to his chest for the time being.

"Dinner will be ready soon," Sachiko called out, her voice light and cheerful, oblivious to the storm brewing within him.

Ryo forced a smile, his heart heavy with the burden of his secrets. "Great, I'm starving," he replied, stepping into the room. But even as he joined her, the thoughts of his dual life lingered in the back of his mind, a constant reminder that in this world of uncertainty, he was playing a dangerous game.