"Ehm... Let me think about it?"
Aslan fell silent when questioned by Saeko. He was pondering—what kind of identity should he create for himself in this world?
And what should be the purpose of his actions?
"A savior? Maybe to save this world?"
Aslan touched his chin and set his goal. After all, how many achievements could he really gain just by observing the world and obtaining a 'Living Dead Virus' Authority?
Better to save the world and become its savior.
Shiroyasha had once said that the fastest way to earn achievements and observe a world was by triggering a Historical Transition Period.
Triggering a Historical Transition Period often granted massive achievements—enough to easily elevate an ordinary Seven-Digit being to Five-Digit, or even Four-Digit.
This world, plagued by a zombie crisis, was perfect for earning achievements as a savior.
"Chūnibyō?"
Saeko lowered her wooden sword and said with mild boredom.
She assumed this man was a suspicious stalker who had sneaked into the school.
If so, she might get to vent her frustration again.
"In that case, leave quickly. Don't get caught by the teachers or security guards."
Still, before leaving, Saeko didn't forget to warn Aslan. After all, Fujimi Academy was a decent private institution.
Private schools weren't like public schools with loose rules.
The security guards would definitely take action.
Though she didn't know how Aslan had snuck in, if he was just an ordinary chūnibyō, she felt slightly bad imagining him being captured by security and handed over to the police.
"Don't worry. They won't care about us."
Aslan smiled and looked into the distance. In a few minutes, the virus would likely begin spreading.
At that point, countless people would instantly turn into the undead.
Except for a few individuals with immunity to the living dead virus who could survive the first wave of infection,
Most others were, for all intents and purposes, already dead.
So why should he care about the opinions of a group of people who were already corpses?
Besides, rather than worrying about them, he should pay more attention to the girl standing before him.
At the very least, this girl had once been one of his "wives."
Saeko—a girl whose soul was filled with violent impulses. Her heart craved battle, even to a pathological degree.
Once, she realized she was being followed, but pretended not to notice.
She lured the person closer, then personally beat them into permanent disability.
But a girl like her simply couldn't survive in a normal world. Saeko had always lived under immense pressure.
"And you, someone with the potential to be a killer, must have been living under pressure all this time, right?"
Aslan smiled as he watched Saeko, who had turned her back to him, wooden sword in hand, preparing to leave. He spoke casually.
Hearing Aslan's words, Saeko froze mid-step.
She turned around, her eyes blazing with barely contained madness, staring directly at Aslan.
It seemed that if Aslan didn't explain himself, she would truly act?
No—not just preparing to act, but already acting!!!
The word "killer" instantly triggered Saeko's true nature. The murderous instincts she had suppressed for years finally erupted.
The wooden sword in her hand—containing a steel core—slashed toward Aslan's head with deadly force.
Yet, a speed that seemed blindingly fast to others was merely a slow, sluggish movement to Aslan.
He gently extended a single finger and effortlessly stopped Saeko's strike.
"Just let it out. Are you calm now?"
Once Saeko realized she couldn't harm Aslan at all, she calmed down.
After all, that slash had already released the violent urges she'd bottled up for years.
When Aslan had just said she was a girl with killer potential, she truly had felt the urge to kill.
It was the fear of her true nature being exposed—making her realize once again that she was a monster incapable of blending into normal life.
"So, Savior-sama, have you come to kill me—the killer?"
Saeko said, a hint of relief in her voice. For a monster, the best fate was to be killed by another monster.
This was the killer's destiny. In the end, a killer would be killed by someone else.
"No, just a casual observation."
Aslan smiled and shook his head. Did he really have no intentions at all?
Well, not exactly?
He observed the tall, voluptuous girl standing before him. Even though she wore only a plain green-and-white school uniform,
The outfit couldn't hide her allure at all.
Especially since she had once been one of his "wives", Aslan still held a favorable impression of Saeko.
He felt the urge to collect her as a card.
Yes, exactly—collect her as a card. Turn Saeko into a creature card, and she would follow him forever.
"Besides, you haven't killed anyone yet, right? I'm not a cop—why would I kill you?"
"Just because you have the potential to be a killer?"
"There's no such illogical thing in this world."
Aslan couldn't help but curl his lips. He didn't quite understand Saeko's thinking. Hadn't he just said she'd been holding back intensely?
Did it have to go this far?
Hearing Aslan's words, Saeko couldn't help but smile. Finally, she didn't have to suppress her true self?
Had she found a friend?
In Japan's high-pressure society, everyone was expected to conform. Those who didn't fit in were often ostracized.
There was no room in this society for a monster like her.
"And this world will soon change."
Saeko listened quietly. Though she still thought Aslan might be a chūnibyō,
In front of a friend who could accept her other side, she could still understand.
After all, they were both monsters who couldn't blend into this world.
He was just possibly a delusional chūnibyō.
"Aaaa... Help me, please!!!"
"Ssshhhh... Haooo...!!!"
*BOOM!* *CLANG!*
"..."
The moment Aslan finished speaking, screams, growls, and crashing sounds erupted all at once.
"Oh? Seems I arrived at just the right time. Yes, my timing for entering this world was perfect."
"As you can see, the apocalypse has arrived!!!"
"And I... shall become the savior of this world!!!"