With the rifle in hand, I leave my room and enter the room next door.
Originally, this was my room. The window connects to my childhood friend's, and we're close enough to jump between rooms.
It was fun back then.
Woof.
["Yeah, I'm going to cross through her window."]
Woof.
["I know it's locked."]
Woof.
["Relax, I have the key."]
SMASH!
I grab a nearby bat and slam it against the window.
["It's open."]
WOOF!
["YEAH, when the old lady gets back, we have to tell her some moron broke her window."]
As if I'm going to let some bastard act like the big man in my territory.
As I grumble, I clear away the remaining glass shards and enter the room. It's been over a year since I last set foot in this place.
["As always, everything's pink… Ohhh, she still has the stuffed animals I gave her. Isn't she shameless?"]
Woof.
["I know… Watch the house, I'll be back soon."]
I go downstairs and open the front door.
["Hey, vixen."]
[[Huh?]]
The two girls are still frozen in the same position as before.
What's with this level of uselessness?
["Move or die."]
I declare, aiming my air rifle towards the garden gate.
["Wait, what do you think you're— KYAAA!"]
Maybe she got distracted by me, but the woman was pushed aside by the force of the rat charging at the gate.
GRRRRR
The giant rat bursts through the garden gate, its huge red eyes looking at me like I'm a snack, its mouth secreting a disgusting saliva.
["Bitch, whose territory do you think you're in?"]
PLACK.
GRIAAAAAAAA.
I fire and pierce its left eye. Don't underestimate the hours I've spent on shooting simulators.
GRIAAAAAAAA.
The beast writhes in pain… But why isn't it dying? I put a hole in its damn eye. Just die obediently, damn it!
PLACKPLACKPLACKPLACKPLACKPLACK
GRIAAAAAAAA.
I fire several more rounds into the stubborn giant rat's head. It seems to hurt like hell, but it won't go down for some reason…
Grrrrr
The rat seems to have recovered from the pain of losing its eye.
It glares at me with hatred.
As if it wants to tear the skin from my bones with its teeth.
["Don't give me that ugly look."]
PLACK.
GRIAAAAAAAAA.
I pierce its other eye.
["Good. I'll forgive you for this. Now, get lost."]
I declare and close the door.
CRACKCRACKCRACKCRACK
GRUAAAAAAA.
On the other side, it slams against the door with everything it has, but this door is more solid than the garden gate. It won't be able to break it down.
["I'm tired, so I'll let you live for today."]
Yeah, it's not that I'm scared of it because the rifle won't kill it or anything. It's just that I've had enough movement for one day.
When I turn around to return to my sanctuary…
["…I don't know who you are, but get lost, or I'm calling the police."]
There were two girls behind me. Where did they come from?
Are there even cops in the apocalypse?
["YOU DIDN'T COME OUT TO SAVE US!?"]
The one who looks like a sexy office lady in her 20s, wearing a sexy office suit with a miniskirt, complains for some reason.
… What was the rat kid doing again?…
["Ohhh, right. You were the two idiots in the garden… Well, get lost, and take your friend with you."]
GRYAAAAAAA.
CRACK CRACK CRACK.
The rat is still crashing around outside. Noisy, annoying.
["IT'S NOT OUR FRIEND! AND WE'RE NOT GOING OUT THERE WITH THAT THING!"]
["Complaints, complaints with you. With that attitude, do you even have a boyfriend?"]
["You liiiiittle—"]
["Sister, stop it…"]
The one calming the annoying woman is a girl in a middle school uniform.
["Ohh, you're the crybaby girl."]
I know because her eyes are red.
["Anyone would cry in that situation, you know."]
["I don't give a truckload of loli dicks. Get lost."]
[[AT LEAST HEAR US OUT!]]
TSK…