Chapter 20. Patriot (29)
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“f*ck.”
At the age of nine, Catherine said, ‘When a person dies of starvation, she must defend to the Goddess every thought, word and deed she has ever done. She was taught, ‘So she should always be careful.’
Even now, at the age of twenty-three, she has worked hard to keep her teachings. But Catherine thought to herself, ‘Even the goddess would start cursing when she saw that little girl.’
What she thought was the ‘last line of defense’ was cruelly breached. The zombies flocked in and quickly took over from the first floor to the rooftop. The problem was that even though the building was already full of zombies, all they wanted to do was go up and up.
The guys who were pushed to the rooftop railing fell. Those that hit the ground were shattered. As the wind quickly spread the smell of blood and flesh, the zombies flocked in, shouting “Woo-woo”. Regardless of how burned your body is.
“Who the hell are you?”
Catherine, coming to her senses, asked ‘her man’. She was sitting in her chair with her hands on her knees. The man’s weapon was placed quite far away, and the bag was being checked by Elian’s men.
“Me? “A wanderer whose life is being threatened in return for saving you.”
‘You have a nice-looking face, but your mouth is quite twisted.’ Catherine shrugged her shoulders as if there was nothing else to do. Elian, who had completed all the investigation, came closer. The two women turned their backs on the man and whispered.
“There is no danger. Water, food, bullets, rope, bandages, disinfectant, and a flashlight. One rifle, one pistol, and one hunting knife each. “It’s absurd.”
Catherine also agreed with Elian. The man was ordinary. She was just plain ordinary. And this abandoned central city is a place where such ‘normal’ people can never survive. This time, Elian turned her body as if she wanted to do it herself. She trudged over and just sat down on the bare floor in front of her man.
“Sorry. Because we have become a bit sensitive. We are truly grateful that you saved our lives. But the world doesn’t let you repay gratitude with gratitude, right? Neither you nor we are wrong. The world is wrong. So, blame the world.”
Elian stretched out her arm and grabbed her man’s pistol. Her locks clicked open.
“Are you going to kill me and take all my things?”
The man glared at Elian. Elian looked gravely into her man’s eyes.
“It’s up to you. “Either you get shot in the balls and run through the streets crying, or you get thrown alive off this rooftop, and if that’s not the case, you either just hand over the guns to us and go your separate ways.”
“What should I do?”
Elian laughed lightly at her man’s question.
“Take off your clothes.”
Of course, she didn’t say that out of interest.
Elian was convinced that her man was definitely a gang member. To those who harm the organization, the gang punishes them by telling them to ‘go to the central district and bring back items that will please the boss.’
Of course, even if you bring 30 kg of gold bars, if you don’t like it, you will be thrown as zombie food, so in effect, you are told to go out and die.
And all gang members get tattoos on their bodies to symbolize ‘completely breaking away from their previous lives.’ In other words, it is a stigma that says, ‘Don’t think you can survive outside of us.’ So strip her man and you’ll know she’s definitely a gangster.
“I don’t like it.”
“Shall I take it off?”
Elian aimed her pistol at the man’s head. She said the man didn’t even move. Two of Elian’s male subordinates approached. Just as she was about to reach for his body, her man suddenly kicked her.
One kicked him below the knee, and while the man on the other side was confused, he lifted his chin with his fist. Her man simply broke and twisted her subordinate’s arm, and she held it out before her like a shield.
“What, what!”
The subordinates aimed their guns all at once. The subordinate, who had become a meat shield with his arm bent, groaned. But Elian tilted his head.
“If you have something to say, say it. “Don’t pull out my subordinate’s arm.”
“I don’t want a man taking my clothes off.”
“Are you not planning on taking it off yourself?”
“Would you like me to take it off? She asked. “My answer is ‘yes.'”
Am I the Elian? He blinked as if saying. She said the man grinned. Elian put down her gun and walked in front of her man. The subordinate who lost his arm walked away, shedding tears. The subordinate who kicked her knee rolled out of the way.
“Big.”
Elian hesitated. There was something strange about her. Her heart pounded and pounded anxiously. Not only her face but even her earlobes seemed to turn red. No matter how you look at it, it was a symptom after drinking one drink.
“It’s late.”
Her man’s words brought her to her senses. “Oh sorry.” Elian walked in front of her as if stumbling. As she got closer to the man, her breathing became increasingly difficult. “Cough.” She was now coughing, and even her temples were pounding slightly. Her man chuckled.
“Are you saying you’re going to wait until you become a grandfather?”
“Oh, no.”
Elian himself was embarrassed. She knew that one day her body would stop working as it should when she got older, but she wasn’t even in her late twenties and she had no idea it would be like this. Her arms and hands were shaking and now her legs were shaking too. It was similar to when she caught a bad cold.
“Hitch!”
“Why does it take so long to take off just one piece of clothing…” .”
She couldn’t stand it anymore and stopped as Catherine approached her. “Sniff. Sniff.” She seemed to smell something strange. Her face also blushed. What made her different from Elian was that Catherine had a rumbling stomach.
Gulp, she suddenly developed an appetite. Appetite and hunger were always present in the unprotected area, but this hunger was now beyond what I was accustomed to. It was a feeling of desperation, as if my food had been taken away right before my eyes.
But as someone who came from the military, something had to be different. Catherine got over her urge and shook her hand.
“Hey, I think Elian is not feeling well with her. “I wish Joanna and Vera could help me.”
“Oh, no! “I can do it.”
Elian hurriedly waved her hand away, but Joanna and Vera were already approaching.
It wasn’t because she was ‘worried’ about Elian. Catherine’s implication was that Elian might ‘acutely become a zombie, so be prepared.’ As the two women approached, the other agents carefully strapped their firearms to their bodies. If anything happened, I had to shoot.
And they all stopped walking at the same time. The agents who were watching held the gun handles in their hands. Are you really a zombie?
“Okay. “I knew.”
Her man sighed deeply. He roughly unbuttoned her shirt, took off her shirt, and held her underwear in one hand. Joanna and Vera both coughed slightly. Joanna’s hands grabbed hold of her man’s clothes. Her eyes were sparkling as if she were drunk and her lips were dry.
“Big. “You should also see what’s on your clothes!”
Elian, Catherine, and Vera looked at Joanna in bewilderment. Joanna herself blushed with embarrassment, but did not remove her hand. If only she didn’t have eyes to see, she would want to stick her face in her clothes and sniff her.
It smelled so good.
She knew something was strange and wrong, but she wanted to do it, and she felt disillusioned and skeptical about herself, but she also wondered what the point was.
“That’s right.”
Bera took Joanna’s side. Joanna instinctively grabbed a piece of her clothing and pulled it, and Vera grabbed the edge opposite hers. In the meantime, her clothes were wide open. There was no popping sound, but the scent spread sufficiently.
“Ouch, what is this?!”
The men stepped away, holding their noses, but the women did not. Each of them coughed softly, shook their hair wildly, and looked at the man with different eyes than before. Joanna and Vera were so close together with their clothes between them that it was almost like they were hugging.
‘Something is strange.’
Catherine did not cough like others. But her stomach was so hungry, and her lower abdomen was so pounding, that she couldn’t concentrate at all. It was strange. My thoughts seemed paralyzed. ‘What should I do? ‘What should I do?’ I couldn’t make up my mind.
So Catherine just had to watch as her Elian pressed her nose against her man’s body.
“Wow. My body is warm. But here, I can’t confirm if there is a tattoo. “It’s too dark.”
“Why the tattoo?”
Her man said. Catherine seemed to be losing her mind. There was a completely different sound than before. Is it because of the smell that disturbs her nose, or is it because of hunger? Her legs were shaking and she wanted to sit down or eat something. She couldn’t do this or that and just watched Elian smirking at her.
“Oh, gangsters have tattoos on their bodies. And if gangs come into the central district, there’s only one reason. By being punished. I thought you must be a gang member. But it’s a bit dark. “I don’t even feel like I’m touching the tattoo.”
“I told you. I’m just passing by….”
“Are you telling me to believe that?”
Catherine was furious. Elian was molesting her man. She said the man was strange. All of these reactions were not normal.
“Stop!”
As expected of a goddess with excellent judgment and cool-headedness, Catherine gave her shout. She was shocked, as if everyone had been doused with cold water. Catherine pointed with difficulty at her man.
“You’re sounding strange.”
“Me? What?”
Her man’s reaction was a sight to behold, but Elian’s attitude was even stranger. Because she stood in front of the man herself.
“There was nothing strange, what do you mean?”
Catherine was stunned. She thought Elian was a bit stupid, but she didn’t know that she wouldn’t be able to ask such a basic question.
“Elian, think about it! If you don’t have a tattoo on your upper body, you probably have one on your lower body! So, you should take off your pants too! “Even panties if necessary!”
“Ah.”
Elian staggered back as if he had been hit. Right. Now she was so excited. She also felt that she had done well to bring Catherine.
“We don’t have to do such difficult things…” .”
The female crew members approached forward. The male crew members grabbed the arms of the female crew members and explained to them, ‘What nonsense are you talking about?’, But they didn’t listen at all. I wasn’t even asking for a date, but all I got back was extreme irritation and disillusionment.
“No, the executives are enough for this! “You shouldn’t strip people like that!”
Elian waved her arms. But she was not Catherine.
“I’m the supervisor, so you can just watch over me! Right, anyone whose name you don’t know? Rather than shamefully taking off everything in front of everyone else, you can just show your body to one person, right? Sorry. Because it’s our procedure….”
“Hoot.”
“Yes?”
“It’s Hoot, my name.”
The man answered naturally.