The kiss felt soft and sweet. After this brief kiss, Tsubasa licked his lower lip, still feeling unsatisfied.
Utaha's face was instantly covered by a blush of shame and indignation. Her chest rose and fell continuously with her rapid breathing. Her faint body fragrance assaulted Tsubasa's senses, and reflexively, his hand naturally wrapped around the young woman's slender waist and the other groped one of her soft boobs.
Utaha raised her head, her eyes looking at him in disbelief. She hadn't expected him to be so bold.
The young woman, close enough to exhale a pleasant scent, weakly leaned her hands against Tsubasa's chest and whispered, "Y-you... let go of me quickly!"
The amazing softness of her body was very satisfying to Tsubasa, and he couldn't help but fondle her breasts further, with no intention of letting go.
"No, I won't. I'll take some interest first."
"You...!"
Hearing the young man's extremely rude words caused Utaha, who had been trying to maintain her composure, to lose her bearings instantly, and even her subsequent wording became clumsy.
Tsubasa smirked and repeated the action from before. While fondling her breasts, he kissed her lips again. This time, his tongue licked her lips, trying to enter. But she pressed her lips tightly together, not giving him a chance to go any further.
But he didn't mind. For now, he was content with this shallow kiss.
As he was kissing her, sometimes he sucked on her soft, warm lips.
Moments later, Utaha collapsed weakly into his arms.
Even though he had taken full advantage of the situation, Tsubasa felt that something was still off.
"From now on, I will call you Utaha-senpai."
Sure enough, changing the form of address made all the difference... The lewd Kasumigaoka Utaha felt right only when called "Senpai."
"Hentai, pervert, beast... I'm in the same grade as you are..."
Leaning languidly in the young man's embrace, Utaha was both indignant and embarrassed. Her hands struggled constantly, trying to push him away, but she found his embrace incredibly strong and steady, making it impossible to dislodge him.
How could this person be so shameless... daring to call her 'Senpai' so brazenly! Did he have a fetish for older women?
"Well then, Utaha-senpai, I'll see you later at the hotel," Tsubasa said with a cocky smile, feeling the silky texture of the high-quality tights. He withdrew his hands from her amazing legs. "Don't forget, come to my room tonight."
Hearing this, Utaha's eyes widened once again. Her face was once again burning with shame and indignation.
"You jerk..."
Watching the young man's retreating figure, she finally felt intense regret in her heart.
Why did she provoke this lawless man and allow him to gain leverage over her?
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The Roosevelt Hotel was a five-star hotel in the city center, totaling 27 stories. The entire 27th floor, the top floor, spanned over 900 square meters and was the definition of ultimate luxury.
These luxury suites not only contained basic living facilities. They were also equipped with various extravagant amenities such as gyms, game rooms, karaoke rooms, and modern hot springs.
After leaving Berkeley High School, Tsubasa and his group drove all the way to the Roosevelt Hotel. Including the time spent scavenging for clothing at the apparel store, they spent nearly three hours in total.
Even though they encountered many instances of zombies chasing and intercepting them during this time, they managed to shake them off without a major incident.
"Oh my god, this hotel actually still has power!"
After clearing the zombies in the hotel lobby, everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that the hotel's elevator was still operational.
Tsubasa scanned the area, then said to everyone: "The zombies on the three floors below have been cleared, and relatively sturdy obstacles have been set up at the stairwells... Therefore, as long as we don't actively provoke the zombies on other floors, the danger we face will not be significant."
"What about food? Are the reserves sufficient?" Yukino asked. Her brows slightly furrowed as she voiced the concern of everyone present.
Hayato nodded, pointing to the hotel map on the wall, and said: "Our luck is really good this time. The third floor of this hotel is the banquet hall, the second floor is the buffet restaurant, and the kitchen is on the basement level. Just now, I took Sawanaga and a few baseball club members to check it out... Perhaps because the epidemic just broke out, most of the food inside is still edible. We have collected non-perishable food and some canned goods... The small amount of food that spoils easily has been stored in the freezer. If we ration it, it should be enough to last everyone for about ten days."
"What about the electricity?" Tsubasa asked, rubbing his chin.
"We checked. The hotel has a huge diesel generator inside, and I found a small amount of reserve diesel on a storage cabinet nearby. Judging by the meter readings... the hotel will completely lose power in about five days."
Hayato had clearly considered this problem beforehand and spoke without hesitation: "Of course, this is the most conservative estimate... If everyone frequently uses electricity, or if we use the electrical system for heating, we might run out of power completely in three days... no, less than two and a half days."
As soon as he said this, the crowd felt as if cold water had been poured over them. Their excited expressions visibly and rapidly deflated. They had thought they could relax and enjoy the amenities of a five-star luxury hotel, but who could have predicted that this happiness would be so fleeting...
"Next, we must conserve power for warmth. Aside from routine switches, do not consume electricity frequently," Tsubasa said, looking at everyone and laying down the rule. "Furthermore, no one is allowed to drink any alcohol in the hotel. Save it all for making Molotov cocktails."
Faced with his command, no one dared to disobey. Without Tsubasa, they wouldn't be standing here. Plus, the consequence of defying him was expulsion from the group. Just thinking about facing the ferocious zombies outside alone, everyone obediently nodded, terrified of displeasing this fierce guy.
"Alright, dismissed. Go rest."
The meeting ended when Tsubasa waved his hand and went alone to the most luxurious suite on the entire 27th floor.
This suite not only boasted the best view, but its various entertainment facilities were also unmatched by the other rooms.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK—!!
At this moment, a crisp knock suddenly sounded on the door.
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