The air outside the science lab was thick with blood, fear, and something else… something primal. Kenji adjusted his grip on the crowbar, knuckles white as bone. Tetsuo stood beside him, wiping the edge of his makeshift machete—a sharpened piece of locker metal—with a sleeve already soaked in crimson.
"Yo," Tetsuo muttered. "That last one? Looked like the PE teacher."
Kenji gave a dry laugh. "Yeah. Guess she finally found a way to get everyone to do laps."
"Focus," Rei snapped. She was crouched by the window, her long lab coat sticking to her sweat-slicked skin. Her blouse was unbuttoned more than usual—accidental or intentional, no one dared ask—but it clung tightly to her large chest. Every movement caused her curves to bounce with hypnotic rhythm.
Kenji's eyes lingered. Sin's voice purred inside his head.
"Yum. If that top gets any tighter, her tits are gonna ask for their own escape route."
Kenji cleared his throat. "Where's the cafeteria again?"
"Bottom floor. Other wing," Rei replied. "But it's crawling with infected. I spotted at least five through the windows."
Akane peeked past the barricade, biting her lip. Her tight gym shorts rode high on her thighs, and sweat beaded down her toned legs. Kenji's eyes dipped down for just a second too long.
"I'm starving," she said. "If I don't get food, I might eat someone."
Sin chuckled. "Someone or something? Because I think your dick just twitched."
Kenji rolled his eyes. "Can you stop being horny for one minute?"
"No."
The group moved like shadows through the hallway, ducking between shattered lockers and smoldering classroom doors. They reached the corner leading to the cafeteria wing. The stench of decay and something sour filled their noses.
Kenji crouched behind a vending machine. "Sin. Options."
[Ding!]
Skill Unlocked: Erotic Echo Lv.1
- Projects intense sexual moans to distract enemies
- Range: 30 meters | Duration: 12 seconds | Cooldown: 5 minutes
Kenji smirked. "Let's make it sexy."
He targeted a far corner of the hallway. Sin activated the skill.
Moans erupted from the shadowed corridor—raw, breathy, and filthy.
"F-Fuck yes! Harder! Fill me up! I'm so close—!"
Even Kenji blushed a little. The infected responded like animals, twitching and sprinting toward the sound, snarling as they chased the phantom cries.
Akane blinked. "W-What was that?!"
Kenji shrugged. "Old intercom glitch? Weird timing."
Rei gave him a suspicious glance but motioned them forward. "Move."
They bolted, passing the distracted zombies and reaching the cafeteria doors. Rei shoved them open, and they slipped inside. The room was a warzone—tables flipped, trays broken, and blood streaks dragged toward the kitchen.
Two infected roamed. One was naked from the waist down, its cock flopping grotesquely as it sniffed the air. The other—female—had exposed breasts, her tattered blouse offering zero modesty.
"Fucking hell," Tetsuo whispered.
Kenji didn't hesitate. He vaulted forward and smashed his crowbar into the female's skull.
[CRACK!]
[Ding!]
+15 EXP | Lust Meter: 14%
The male turned with a groan—but Rei was already there, thrusting a kitchen knife upward through its jaw. The body spasmed, then dropped.
Akane grunted. "That's the last of them, right?"
Kenji looked around. "For now."
The cafeteria storage room was surprisingly intact. Water bottles. Ration bars. Energy drinks. Canned peaches. Akane licked her lips. "I could kiss whoever stocked this."
Sin whispered, "You could do more than that. Offer up that ass in gratitude."
Kenji ignored the comment. For now.
They set up camp. Tables were moved to form makeshift walls. One area became a sleeping zone. Another, a food prep station. The tension slowly shifted—from survival to something else.
Something hungry.
Akane changed shirts, pulling her soaked gym tee over her head, revealing a red lace bra that barely covered her heavy chest.
Kenji nearly dropped his crowbar.
Rei arched a brow. "Staring?"
"I wasn't—!"
Sin purred. "She knew exactly what she was doing. That bra's not for support—it's an invitation."
Akane turned to Kenji, her voice soft. "Hey. I saw how you fought back there. You… saved me. Twice."
Kenji scratched his head. "It's nothing."
She stepped closer, close enough for her breasts to brush his arm. "It's not nothing."
Kenji felt the warmth of her body. Her scent was intoxicating—sweat, blood, and woman.
Rei coughed loudly. "If we're done flirting, let's check the storage."
Akane giggled and walked off, swaying her hips deliberately.
Kenji exhaled hard. "I'm gonna lose my mind."
[Ding!]
Base Camp Established: Cafeteria
- Survivors: 5
- Safe Zone Duration: Unknown
- Sexual Tension Level: 42%
Sin whispered, "You've got a biology teacher and a sex-starved athlete sharing your bunkhouse. Get ready. The apocalypse just got horny."
Kenji sat against a wall, his cock hard in his pants as he tried not to stare at Rei's jiggling cleavage while she bent to arrange food supplies. Sin hummed a tune in his head.
"The world may have ended, but your harem's just getting started."
To be continued...