Chapter 032

Bored by the silence, the man looked at the sky, even after 36 hours of infection, it was difficult for him to believe that all this was really happening.

"So... how do you think they got here? I mean, this place is on an island... and the only way to get here is by boat, many are restricted from entering... unless the regulations change, without us realizing it."

The soldier shook her head, "Blame the people above. The only people allowed are important officials, engineers, and other people needed to keep this place running... plus your family. One of them must have been infected." "Luckily for us, it's not that bad, they're easy to eliminate, I hope it stays that way," he said with disinterest, watching as the cleaning buses came to pick up the corpses that were left with a hole the size of a fist in their heads.

"Yes..." with a sigh the man took out his phone, the lines were still saturated, communication was impossible until the traffic on the network drops, it could take several more hours, "Who knows what could have happened if they hadn't called us ...they would have been screwed. It's not like we have unlimited ammo, I mean we'll eventually run out if this keeps up" he complained looking towards the plane heading towards the designated safe zone.

"So what are you going to do? Run away?" Rika mocked, making her partner smile.

"No... not yet anyway."

"Well, I'll leave as soon as they let us, I have to go to the city eventually," she said to herself, making her partner look at her.

"Why? Do you have a boyfriend or something?"

"Ha!" Shaking her head, she took out the small necklace, which she opened to show the small photograph of two girls playing in a sandbox, "I have a friend there."

"Childhood friend, that's so cliché."

"Shut your mouth and help me move the equipment, we have to move"

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" It is a pleasure to welcome all of you about the equality plan that Japan has implemented for homeless boys and girls. You should feel lucky to enter an academy as select as ours. I hope you do your best."

Kyoko participated in different charities, as a single woman in her twenties, without children or even pets, she spent her free time helping the less fortunate, and this day she had one at the school she now worked at.

" Madam!"

" It's miss!"

That was the first time he met the hyperactive and cheerful boy named Uzumaki Naruto who was one of the orphans who seemed capable enough to live on their own in apartment condos alongside other boys like him.

With fairly low monetary aid that was barely enough to cover their expenses.

" Do you have a pen left? And if you also have some paper, and a backpack wouldn't go amiss"

" Didn't they give you one?" The teacher asked in surprise, looking at her assistant who shrugged her shoulders. It was obvious that a charity like them would not have all the items for all the students in the program.

" I gave it to her," he said as if nothing had happened, pointing to a quiet and shy girl, "She couldn't afford any supplies so I gave them mine."

" And what will you do?!"

" Well, I don't know, I can live by writing on a roll of toilet paper and this pencil that I found on the floor. I'm a genius, right?" Naruto said happily, taking out of a bag some toilet paper that he took from the bathroom and a pencil that, as he said, he found somewhere.

" Are you kidding me young man?" To Kyoko, several goods stood out on his forehead because of what that boy was saying.

" Isn't the intention to learn regardless of what means I have what counts, ma'am?"

His comment made most of the boys present laugh.

" Uzumaki!" Angry at the student's audacity and impudence, she had to take a deep breath to calm down, "I will buy you the most basic items so you can study, I hope you don't make me think that I am making a lost investment with you."

" Thank you ma'am! I don't know if you'll regret it!"

" Miss!"

The red-haired teacher opened her eyes, waking up from her dream, or rather a memory of the first time she met the peculiar student, who was sitting next to her.

Or rather sleeping

"..." she stared at how the boy was sleeping peacefully on her lap, apparently he fell from his seat onto her lap, which she found comfortable apparently because of how happy he seemed sleeping.

"He looks like a little angel, doesn't he?"

"…!" The teacher was excited by the sudden voice of the student behind her.

Yuuki climbed over the Uzumaki's seat and raised an eyebrow as he watched him sleep on the teacher's lap, who seemed to want to keep a calm expression.

They couldn't blame her, even though she was a teacher she had no physical interaction with younger children, after all she didn't have anything like nephews, friends with children or anything that would have had an experience like this before.

"I'm surprised I can sleep with so much noise," the orange-haired girl said with envy, which stung the Uzumaki's stomach, who only grunted slightly and continued sleeping.

"He's a heavy sleeper" Kyoko didn't know how many times the boy fell asleep in her class and how hard it was to get him to wake up, a good hit on his head with a book would be enough.

Although for now I would let him rest as much as he can, he deserved it.

Looking from the rearview mirror, Shizuka puffed out her cheeks, making a pout of jealousy, seeing how the teacher was stroking the Uzumaki's hair, who seemed to enjoy the gesture because of the way he smiled in his sleep.

Trying to distract himself, he looked at all the congestion in front, it was good to see human faces that were not bloody, although they did seem upset.

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