Traveler, High School Student, Homeless

The wound on his forehead started to hurt again, and with a sigh, Kamijou Touma pushed open the door and came to the corridor outside.

"Yo, you're awake, I thought you'd sleep until noon today."

An unfriendly voice sounded beside him, the boy turned his head and saw the guard standing in the corner holding a rifle.

"The body has somewhat recovered, and I still have to get up if I can get up."

The teenager smiled and smiled at the guard.

"No matter how hard you recover, is it possible that you can still go out to collect supplies? Do you want to continue to consume our food without doing anything?"

The guard curled his lips, still speaking very bluntly.

Some embarrassed teenagers didn't know what to say next, so they just smiled and walked towards the exit of this corridor.

Some people here don't welcome him very much, and the young man knows this.

He was found from the garbage dump, picked up, and he had consumed a lot of medical supplies to cure him. As a young male and wounded, he also consumed a lot of daily food and living supplies. This point It caused dissatisfaction among many people.The materials in the tower are actually not sufficient, and people often need to go out to collect them at the risk of their lives. In this case, there is an extra person who does food but does nothing, and will inevitably be rejected.

You have to do something yourself.

Touching the wound on his forehead covered under the gauze, the young man took a deep breath, made up his mind secretly, and walked to several rooms on the top floor of the tower.

"You want to go out to collect supplies? Are you crazy, you just walked out of the ward for a few days!"

Not surprisingly, the boy's idea was immediately rejected by Dr. Neville, one of the tower's management.

"At least let me do something, it's just not acceptable to continue to be a wounded person."

Kamijou Touma said helplessly.

"Your head was cut open, and you are still bleeding from it from time to time. You can be a fart. Be honest and obedient and go back to rest. We are not miserable enough to require a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child to desperately. "

Neville walked up to Kamijou Touma and patted him on the shoulder.

"Wang!"

Beside Neville, a big dog with a nice coat barked and wagged its tail at Kamijou Touma.

"You see, Xiao Sa thinks the same, so go to the cafeteria to have a good meal, and then go back to rest. Kelan took two good hands to the nearby supermarket to collect supplies. I heard that they successfully opened the supermarket's cold storage. Maybe We can have a good meal tonight."

Neville said so, and pushed Kamijou Touma out of the room with an unquestionable attitude.

Ah, sure enough it would be like this.

Kamijou Touma scratched his head, not surprised that he would be rejected.

"Oh, Kamijou, you woke up very early today, you should rest a little longer."

A female voice came from not far away. Kamijou Touma turned his head and saw a capable woman with short hair standing in the corner of the corridor.

One of the actual managers of the tower, Jed.

"Ms. Jed, good morning," Kamijou Touma nodded and greeted, "Mainly because I feel that I have been here for a long time, if possible, I still hope that I can do something, always consuming resources like this, How should I put it, I still feel a little bit uncomfortable."

While talking, Kamijou Touma's expression became a little embarrassed.

"Is it those guards who are chewing their tongues?"

Walking a little closer, Jed, who was a head taller than Kamijou Touma, immediately felt a little oppressive.Although she appears to be a woman, Jed is actually a very good athlete. She has participated in many dangerous material search missions and has become one of the actual leaders of the survivors. Very unusual.However, because of becoming a leader, she needs to manage a lot of things, so that she has quite serious dark circles, which slightly damages her otherwise pretty good appearance.

"No, I do think I should do more."

Kamijou Touma still wants to fight for it.

"What do you really want to do, you can sweep the floor in the tower, wash dishes and so on," Jed said very simply, "It is impossible for us to let a wounded person who has just survived a near-death situation go out to collect Materials, please understand this point. We have spent so many resources to save you, if you died outside suddenly, wouldn’t all our resources be thrown into the water? Please take good care of yourself, you have a lot of life People tried their best to save them."

It's really rude to say.

"I see, let me do some chores if I can."

Kamijou Touma, who was forced into a corner by Jed against the wall, replied in a cold sweat.

"That's good, it's still good. I will talk to those guards talking nonsense. This kind of thinking is not good."

Sighing, Jed turned and left, and Kamijou Touma soon heard the voice of the leader reprimanding people from downstairs, and what he said was very simple and direct, that is [you think he is a wounded man who consumes supplies] It doesn't make sense, is it because one day you are injured and you have to commit suicide to avoid consuming supplies, you silly X] such rude and even rude words.

"Ha, I always feel that there is still a feeling of luck and misfortune."

While talking to himself, Kamijou Touma stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and immediately felt a little sticky trace.

Tsk, it's bleeding again.

The following afternoon, Kamijou Touma helped out in the back kitchen of the tower for a while, and then cleaned the corridors of the two floors.

Although because of the hole in his head, Kamijou Touma had to work for a while and stop for a while to avoid sweating and let the sweat enter the hole and cause infection.But all in all, he still did something more or less, and the eyes of those around him who were not pleasing to his eyes softened a little.

"Big brother, I heard from my sister that you have a hole in your head, is it true?"

A small number of children live in the tower. Although these children are trapped in this dead island, the people on the tower still try their best to provide them with a certain degree of education. Fewer toys keep them entertained.

Therefore, several curious children approached Kamijou Touma at this moment, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Yeah, that's right, I do have a hole in my head."

Kamijou Touma smiled, and said gently to these children.

"Can you let me take a look, big brother, it's so cool to have a hole in your head!"

A boy hopped and yelled loudly.

"Ahaha, let's go, it's actually quite scary."

Kamijou Touma shook his head in rejection.

"I'm not afraid. I'm going to be a zombie killer in the future, smashing a zombie's head with a hammer. I'm not afraid at this level."

Another boy made a proud gesture.

"Zombie Buster..."

Is this a unique dream in this environment?The boy didn't know what to say. If possible, he actually hoped that these children's dreams would be to be astronauts, scientists and writers, rather than fighters who smashed other people's heads.

"Show me, big brother."

A six or seven-year-old girl directly reached out and hugged Kamijou Touma's leg.

"Okay, okay, just don't be scared."

Feeling helpless, Kamijou Touma finally took off the gauze covering the wound on his head.

"Oh--"

All the children uttered the same exclamation at this moment.

"Oooh-"

Probably because they felt that exclaiming once was not enough, they exclaimed a second time, and deliberately accentuated the tone of exclamation.

"...Can you not put on a look like seeing a moving gorilla when you go to the zoo for the first time in your life, hey!"

After sticking the gauze and continuing to cover the wound on his head, Kamijou Touma sighed weakly.

"You can actually see the ceiling directly, so handsome!"

"I also want to have such a handsome wound, and then put a gun in it, and when I encounter a zombie, I will shoot it from the head with a bang!"

"Then your head will be blown off first, you idiot Adu!"

"So this kind of wound won't feel cold when blowing wind?"

"If I dig into this hole, will my brain be pulled out?"

At this moment, the children began to mutter in a hurry, and the topic seemed to be gradually turning to horror.

Kamijou Touma, whose head was about to ooze cold sweat from the naive and terrifying words of these children, quickly squeezed out of the encirclement of these children, and then prepared to leave this floor.But before he had gone far, a little girl trotted up a few steps and grabbed the boy's hand.

"Well, big brother, I'm sorry. Sometimes everyone is very excited, and they don't think so much about what they say. It may be a little impolite."

The girl with small freckles apologized softly.

"Ahaha, nothing nothing, I don't care."

Kamijou Touma couldn't help but smile as he didn't expect such a young child to be so sensible.

"Hmm, big brother will come to this floor to play in the future?"

After getting Kamijou Touma's reply, the girl who showed a happy smile soon became looking forward to it again.

"Yes, I'm free every day, but I probably can't do strenuous activities recently."

Kamijou Touma thought about it, then nodded quickly.

"See you next time, big brother. My name is An Lina!"

The bouncing little girl quickly returned to the children.

Although it is a world like hell and death, it doesn't seem to be too bad.

Seeing the smiles on the faces of these children, Kamijou Touma felt a little relaxed and walked upstairs.

Then, he saw the guard who was acting weird to him in the morning, standing shyly at the stairs.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake in the morning. I shouldn't be rude to you because of your injury. Well, are you in good health? Is there any problem if you help out with such a serious injury?"

The expression on the man's face was extremely embarrassing, but it didn't look like he was forced to apologize.

"Uh, it's okay, it's okay, as long as you pay attention, you'll be fine."

Kamijou Touma was a little surprised when he didn't expect the other party to come over to apologize.

"My name is Maruel, um, if you don't mind, how about a drink or two? I know you're underage, so you can just drink fruit juice. A few people on my side are going to have a drink or something to make friends with, by the way As an apology."

Then, he was dragged to a banquet by a group of old men by the other party.

Listening to this group of people singing ugly songs loudly after drinking, and yelling all kinds of names with their arms around their elder brother, younger brother, father and son, Kamijou Touma felt quite uncomfortable.Fortunately, although these few people are a bit rough, even if they are drunk, they will not force the boy to drink.

"It seems that your relationship with everyone has improved a little bit. I heard that Jed taught a lot of people today."

Crane, who had collected the supplies and returned to the tower, looked at Kamijou Touma who had escaped from a bunch of drunks and said with a smile.

"How should I put it, although at the beginning I felt that many people were very vigilant, but after getting along for a long time, they are still pretty good."

Kamijou Touma scratched his head, and wiped away a little blood oozing from the wound.

"Your physical condition is not optimistic, you should pay more attention."