These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy-Chapter 52 - V3C27:Her Body Was As Soft As Her Nickname (2)

Chapter 52: V3C27:Her Body Was As Soft As Her Nickname (2)

Moe Bing happily shook her hand in mine, then suddenly thought of something and asked me.

“However, Moe Bing sounds like an ingredient for ice cream… Well, please just call me Moemoe, would you?”

“Sure. Then Moemoe.”

“Well! Then I will call you Junjun, won’t I?”

“Ahem!”

Jun, Junjun…

This nickname reminded me of that female lunatic again. In the dream, Principal Nana always called me with this bantering name.

Now I still felt something weird if Moe Bing called me this.

Moreover, calling each other in the form of overlapping words like Moemoe and Junjun made us sound like a fool couple.

“Well, Junjun surely sounds…”

“… No? …”

Moe Bing blinked her sparkling big eyes, and her trembling long eyelashes seemed to be have been soaked in water. She pressed her lips together as if greatly aggrieved.

Poof!

It was too cunning… How could I be so hardhearted as to refuse you when you looked at me with that look…

Ah! Fine!

“Okay, okay! Absolutely okay! As you like!”

“Hehe, you are my favorite~ Junjun~”

Ah……

Although she acted like a spoiled kid sometimes, my girlfriend was surely awesome!

“Ahem, so Moe, Moemoe, why did you appear behind me?”

Noticing her expectations in her eyes, I called her Moemoe, a nickname that quite embarrassed me.

Wow, if I got to be with Moe Bing all the time, I would probably care about nothing else but love. Although I might become a fool, I would definitely be very happy.

“I got off at that stop over there.”

Moe Bing pointed backwards. I thought she probably got off the subway at the same place as me; otherwise, she wouldn’t have appeared behind me.

“Why did you get off? Didn’t Li Nai warn us never to get off?”

“This was because I found that the subway had stopped and I wanted to check whether we were there at the terminal. Just at that time, besides me suddenly appeared a…”

“A skull in a captain’s apparel, right?”

Was it also that bastard skull who cast Moe Bing out of the subway?!

“ A skull? No, no. It was a beautiful white-skinned lady. She said to me, ‘I am sorry, little girl. Could you please get off at this stop? Don’t worry. As for you, you would never encounter any danger in this place!’”

“Uh? A lady?”

Moreover, what she had said was like a request and compromise … what was the matter?

“Well, I saw that she seemed to be in a dilemma, so I got off. She then kindly showed me the way? She said that as long as I walked along the rail, I could meet the person I wanted to meet… and then I met you, Junjun. Hehe, that lady was really nice~”

“I see…”

F**k. this was surely unfair.

I was pushed out, while Moe Bing was invited out respectfully?

I was not complaining, but I felt a little strange. Who was that woman? Why did she ask Lian Bing to get off early?

The strangest thing was what she said… “As for you, you would never encounter any danger in this place.” That was so intriguing and connotative.

According to Li Nai, this place should be very dangerous, but the woman said something different. That was to say, when it came to Moe Bing, she wouldn’t run into any danger, but I might?

What was the so-called danger? Attacked by zombies or what?

Speaking of it, this place was called the City of Living Corpses, but so far, not a single corpse had been seen, except Captain Skull on the subway.

“Hmm……”

“What’s wrong, Moemoe?”

She had been looking left and right with a worrying look since just now.

Was the gloomy atmosphere here disturbing her? Or was she feeling cold because of the wind?

“Ah, nothing. It was only that since just now… I don’t know why, but I couldn’t calm down, feeling a little cold… It doesn’t matter. Not a big deal.”

“Okay then……”

In spite of what she said, I still took off my school uniform jacket and put it on her.

“Thank you, Junjun.”

She shrunk and leaned towards me, holding my arm. And I felt bashful and scratched my nose a little bit.

Sure enough, I was still not used to this nickname yet.

But then again, how long should we keep going… It was already over twenty past seven, but the surrounding scenery didn’t seem to have changed at all.

And no one else was seen.

Since both Moe Bing and I had got off the subway beforehand, others might have got off as well. Moe Bing and I got off at the same stop, but there was a time difference. Maybe other people were in similar situations.

But it was strange that no one was met while we walked forward, and no one caught up with us from behind.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh…

Eh?

Oh oh oh oh oh oh…

……What was it?

The sound was the same as what I had heard on the subway, but it was much louder and was getting even louder and closer…

Something was approaching.

Could it be…

I began to look around. From the distant horizon, black dots started to appear and then expanded quickly and soon covered the dark green grass.

What I had been worried about really happened…

Appearing from the other end of the horizon were undead creatures…

Why were they called undead creatures? Because they were clearly dead beings but still existed in this world… making them wrong beings.

Unable to enter the cycle of life and death or completely detach themselves from it, they could only remain in the world, muddling along. As a result, they became unclassifiable beings.

As long as they were not completely destroyed, they could exist forever in theory. However, they were neither alive nor dead, so they were described as “undead”… Maybe “undying” was more appropriate.

This kind of beings often appeared in novels, games and other works, and they usually had one common feature—they were in large quantity.

So large as to make people’s hair stand on end!

Taking a broad view, the boundary could barely be discerned. Humans tended to feel uncomfortable if they were too close, so they would keep some distance. But these walking dead, zombies and skeletons left no room between. They competed with each other for the place up front. And even if they got stacked on top of each other, they wouldn’t be conscious of it.

It seemed like… tides.

Finally, I came to realize what “corpse tide” that often appeared in horror fiction looked like.

The quantity was inestimable and daunting.

The number of the monsters far exceeded my imagination, and they were approaching us at full speed, but not even the idea of running away occurred to me. I just stood there in shock.

Compared with that corpse tide, we are really too tiny…

Like small pieces of wood floating up and down with the waves of the sea…

We could do nothing but to wait to be completely swallowed.