Untouched by the Outbreak

Chapter 136 - 136: The Morning Routine

Morning light filtered into the room, casting a soft glow on Sachiko as she finished her shower, feeling refreshed in clean clothes. The smell of freshly washed laundry filled the air, but she hesitated to go outside alone to hang it. The world out there, even with zombies that wouldn't attack her due to Ryo's presence, still filled her with a lingering unease.

Sayako, the female zombie, stood as always near where Ryo slept. Her eyes were closed—was she sleeping or merely resting? Sachiko couldn't tell, but the sight was unsettling yet oddly familiar now.

Instead of dwelling on it, she picked up a notebook and pen, deciding to start recording her observations. This was more than just her role as a re

Without a word, Sachiko began drying him off, starting with his chest and shoulders. When she reached his manhood, she hesitated for a moment but carefully dried it too. Ryo stood still, watching her with an unreadable expression, allowing her to continue without objection. In his mind, she was his, and her actions felt natural.

Sachiko, focused and delicate with each motion, couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as she tended to him. This was part of their bond now, something unspoken yet deeply understood between them.

After Sachiko finished drying Ryo's body, he casually headed to the bedroom. He picked out some fresh clothes and pants, dressing himself with ease. Sayako, the ever-loyal female zombie, silently followed his every move. Ryo, accustomed to her presence, didn't pay her much attention. Her loyalty was absolute, and for him, that was enough.

As Ryo dressed, Sachiko was already busy in the kitchen, preparing coffee and a simple breakfast. The familiar smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mixing with the quiet tension that always seemed to linger in the atmosphere of their new life. She placed the cup on the table, setting out a modest meal for the two of them.

Ryo, once dressed, headed toward the table where Sachiko stood waiting. The normalcy of the routine was comforting to both of them, despite the strange world they now lived in.

Ryo wrapped his arm firmly around Sachiko's waist, pulling her close. Sachiko, feeling the warmth of his body, turned her head to look back at him. Without a word, Ryo leaned in, planting a deep, passionate kiss on her lips. Sachiko, without hesitation, returned the kiss, sinking into the moment.

Their connection was undeniable, a blend of survival and desire that tied them together. As their kiss lingered, the world outside their small sanctuary seemed distant, and for that brief moment, it was just the two of them.

Sachiko smiled softly, feeling a deep sense of comfort in Ryo's embrace. She knew how unusual their situation was, especially with Sayako, the female zombie, standing nearby. But Sachiko had grown used to her presence, even though it still felt strange at times. She glanced at Sayako but tried to act casual, focusing on the warmth and security she felt with Ryo.

Despite everything, she couldn't deny how safe she felt with him, even with a zombie always watching over them. Ryo had a way of making everything feel... normal, even in the most unusual circumstances.

Whatever happened, Sachiko had made a silent promise to herself—she would never turn against Ryo. The thought of betraying him never crossed her mind, not after everything they had been through together. Even if the government came for her, trying to bring her back to the stronghold, she would refuse. They had abandoned her, discarded her as if she was nothing.

If it weren't for Ryo, she knew she would have likely ended up dead, just another meal for the hordes of zombies roaming outside.

Ryo had not only given her a reason to survive but also a place where she felt she belonged. No matter what the future held, she would stand by him, loyal and unwavering.

Sachiko looked over at Ryo, who was now sitting at the table, his usual composed demeanor in place. Sayako stood nearby, her pale eyes staring blankly ahead, always vigilant, yet eerily still. The contrast between the two—Ryo's calm presence and Sayako's silent watchfulness—was striking.

Sachiko couldn't help but smile softly. The scene, as strange as it was, had become her new normal. In some way, she had grown used to it, even finding comfort in the oddity of their little family. Ryo, her protector and partner, gave her purpose, while Sayako's presence, though unsettling at first, now felt like an extra layer of security.

Her smile widened as she realized how much had changed in such a short time. From the woman who once feared every step she took outside, to now, standing here, feeling a sense of belonging in this unusual world. The fear that once gripped her had faded, replaced by an unshakable trust in Ryo—and, to some degree, even in Sayako.