The hardest choice requires the hardest will.
To wake up, see his room upon opening his eyes, and feel relieved because he was back in his reality.
Or to wake up, see Shizuka taking care of his morning wood with a blowjob, and feel pleasured because he was still within what he could only assume was a dream.
It wasn't like Nach had a choice anyway.
Besides, if he woke up in his reality and remembered his dream about his intimacy with Shizuka last night, he would probably go back to sleep, hoping to continue the dream.
"You could have woken me up before you started eating breakfast," Nach said, getting Shizuka's attention and prompting her to take the head of his rod out of her mouth and release its shaft between her large, soft breasts.
He didn't know when she had started, but considering that he was already nearing his climax, Nach held back as much as he could so he could indulge himself even more in the sexual pleasure and stimulation Shizuka was giving him without him even asking.
"Thanks for the meal… Nach…" Shizuka murmured, looking at him in a daze, her eyes half-closed as if she were still half asleep—which she was.
"Good morning, Shizuka," Nach replied as he sat up on the bed, leaning back with his left hand supporting him behind while the other patted her head.
While Shizuka resumed the blowjob, Nach shifted his gaze toward the window and saw that it was still dark outside.
I guess we still have some time before we start moving out, he thought as he indulged in the softness of her breasts and lips, and the caressing of her tongue inside her warm mouth.
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While Shizuka was taking care of Nach's morning wood:
"Takagi-san… Wake up… We're in big trouble…"
Hearing someone calling her name and feeling nudging in her sleep, Saya slowly opened her eyes—Slap!—then slapped Kohta in the face after getting spooked by his terrified expression.
"W-what do you want, pervert!" Saya shouted, stammering as she distanced herself from Kohta—Thud!—only to fall to the floor when her hands slipped off the edge of the bed.
Saya's slap hurt both his cheek and his feelings, but the pain didn't even change Kohta's terrified expression.
"We're in big trouble," he said again, pointing at the balcony to tell Saya to look outside for herself.
Seeing Saeko standing calmly on the balcony, Saya thought Kohta might just be acting cowardly.
"You have those guns and you're still scared," she said as she stood up, walked toward the balcony, and stood beside Saeko.
"EKK~!"
A terrified shriek escaped Saya's lips the instant she looked down at the street in front of the apartment building. Her legs gave out as she stumbled backward and fell sitting on the floor, the back of her head hitting Kohta—who had followed behind her—right in the groin, sending him kneeling and squirming on the floor.
"For now, we should call Nach-sensei and everyone," Saeko said calmly, though her expression told Saya that even she was scared.
Saya crawled across the floor with trembling hands until she reached the bedroom, then mustered her strength with shaking legs to stand and run into the hallway, bashing on the door of the other bedroom while calling for Nach.
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The tightness of her throat as Shizuka took his entire length sent Nach to his climax, pouring his release deep down her throat and straight into her stomach.
The stimulation—both pain and pleasure—from taking Nach's entire length with her mouth and throat, along with the sensation of the intense pressure of his thick, warm, vicious release, sent Shizuka to her second orgasm of the morning.
Once Nach had poured out all of his accumulated load and his still-erect rod stopped trembling inside her, Shizuka finally pulled back, taking his rod out of her throat and mouth, only to kiss the tip again and suck what was left of his release from the shaft.
"I think we still have time for another round," Nach said as he pulled Shizuka closer, making her straddle his lap.
"Can't we do it more than twice?" Shizuka replied as she raised her hips, positioning her still-trembling, soaking-wet entrance right on top of his rod before giving Nach a kiss.
But before Shizuka could take Nach's massive rod inside her—BAM!
"Wake up already, Pervert-sensei!"
The loud bashing on the door and Saya's panicked voice prompted Nach and Shizuka to halt their intimacy.
Shizuka got down from the bed, followed by Nach, who grabbed the white bedsheet stained with his release and her love juice, folded it in half, wrapped it around his waist, then tied both ends over his left shoulder like some ancient Norse god of thunder.
Shizuka did the same with the second bedsheet, though a bit sloppier, needing to hold it so her large breasts wouldn't be exposed.
Right then, Nach opened the door.
He expected Saya to lash out at him, considering the sounds of his intimacy with Shizuka had been heard by everyone last night. But to his surprise, Saya grabbed his hand and hurriedly dragged him toward the balcony of the front bedroom.
The instant Nach stepped out onto the balcony, the first light of dawn shone from the horizon, illuminating the horde of undead that had swarmed the streets around the apartment building as far as his eyes could see.
"We're certainly screwed… aren't we?" Nach muttered, witnessing what could only be described as the literal dawn of the undead.
They were completely surrounded. Even the yard of the house with other survivors—the house where Alice's father was supposed to stab himself in the original plot—was now swarming with undead, its front door and ground-floor windows broken, indicating there were no more survivors inside.
Their apartment building had only been spared thanks to the wall fence holding out and the van barricading the gate, preventing the undead from breaching it.
"Just how the heck did this happen?"
"I'm sorry, Sensei," Saeko said, answering Nach's question.
"I should have been more cautious."
It started half an hour before dawn while Saeko was on lookout duty and Kohta was asleep. At first, what she noticed were unusual movements among the undead passing through the street in front of the apartment building, as if they were heading somewhere despite there being no sound attracting them.
It was already too late when Saeko realized that more and more undead were gathering until the entire street was swarmed.
"None of it was your fault," Nach said, patting Saeko's head.
It was mostly mine... probably, he thought, remembering that in the original plot, the main cast didn't spend the night at Rika's apartment.
Just like what happened when they stayed overnight at school, every time Nach diverted from the original plot, something dangerous and unexpected occurred.
Or perhaps every time he got intimate with the female characters? That was a possibility Nach wasn't willing to consider.
First the appearance of aggressive undead, then the strong undead high school girl, then the desperate undead targeting Alice's family.
On second thought:
"Aren't she kind of familiar?" Nach said, noticing a strikingly attractive undead woman wearing a bloodstained office suit, her eyes bloodshot and mouth stained red, yet with no visible bite marks on her body.
"It's the horny undead woman!"
"How can you still be a pervert in this situation!" Saya retorted, lashing out not only in annoyance but also from fear—both of the undead and of dying and becoming one herself.
While Nach explained to Saya about the horny undead woman he had seen in Imamura's neighborhood when they rescued Alice's family, the rest of the group arrived at the balcony to witness the terrifying scene and realize how hopeless their situation was.
Shizuka clung to Nach, leaning against his back.
Karen stepped back into the bedroom to stop Zeke from barking at the undead.
Rei embraced Hisashi, trembling at the thought that they might not be able to escape anymore.
Imamura, on the other hand, calmly confirmed that the undead were from his neighborhood after recognizing some of them despite their gruesome appearances.
And when Alice's family stepped out onto the balcony, before Nach could warn them to stay hidden—ROOOAAARR!!!—a loud, desperate roar erupted from the horde.
Everyone trembled in fear. Even Nach couldn't help but feel scared. But what terrified them even more was the next series of sounds echoing from the undead.
—…Ma… re… sa… to…—
The heck! Are they speaking now?! Nach screamed internally, grinding his teeth and clenching his fists to restrain the tension in his body.
If he hadn't just climaxed deep down Shizuka's throat, he might have accidentally pissed the bedsheet he was using as cover—that was how scared he was.
Or maybe he was exaggerating.
Looking around, Nach was thankful no one had pissed themselves—not even Alice, who was clinging to her mother.
However, seeing the terrified expression on Mr. Maresato's face, he might as well have.
But it wasn't like he could blame him. After all, the horny undead woman was most likely after him.
"But how did they… follow us…" Nach murmured, realizing the possible answer before he could finish his sentence.
"It's the scent of his blood, isn't it?" Saya said, piecing things together from what little she had heard from Nach, Imamura, and even the undead themselves.
If the undead could speak and kept calling Mr. Maresato's name, it was reasonable to assume they could also follow the scent of his blood from the wounds on both hands.
That explained how they ended up in such a terrible and hopeless situation. What remained was figuring out how to escape and survive.
Shooting the horny undead woman might stop the horde, but it could also make them more desperate and aggressive—enough to form another avalanche and trample the fence.
While they racked their brains for a solution, Mr. Maresato embraced his wife, then Alice.
"Please look after my wife and daughter," he said, glancing at everyone before heading back inside and rushing down to the ground floor.
"Dear… no…"
"Daddy… where are you going?… Don't leave… Daddy!"
Even without knowing what Mr. Maresato planned to do, everyone knew—like Alice—that he wasn't coming back.
Mrs. Maresato held Alice tightly, preventing her from following her father, until they all saw Mr. Maresato walk into the yard and climb over the wall fence, surrendering himself to the undead.
The undead didn't lunge at him; instead, they parted, opening a path toward the horny undead woman.
"Please just let everyone go, Fukada-san," he said as he stood in front of the undead.
The undead woman embraced Mr. Maresato and kissed him with its bloodstained lips.
Less than a minute later, Mr. Maresato began convulsing—and soon after, he turned undead himself.
Despite Alice and Mrs. Maresato's cries, everyone else—including Nach—couldn't help but feel relieved as the horde slowly dispersed, as if honoring Mr. Maresato's request.
Among them were the horny undead woman and Mr. Maresato's undead form.
"Who exactly is that horny undead woman, Imamura?" Nach whispered after Alice and her mother were guided back inside by Saya and Saeko.
"She was Mr. Maresato's mistress."