Watching the fighting footage in the video where Saeko Busujima was easily defeated by her opponent without much effort, it seemed like there was a huge gap in their abilities.
However, that wasn't the truth.
Ejie could tell that Saeko Busujima couldn't let loose - she was still bound by ethics and morality, unable to directly and decisively cut down living people, or even harbor thoughts of killing them.
Of course, even if she truly let loose, there would still be some difference in their abilities.
Her opponent had truly experienced real combat, while although Saeko Busujima was a kendo genius and national kendo championship winner, such competitions were largely performative in nature, lacking actual combat experience.
But even so, an unrestrained Saeko Busujima wouldn't have been defeated so quickly.
So Ejie also closed this segment recorded from the vehicle's camera, glancing at the silent dark purple-haired girl beside him.
On the other side, sitting between Saeko Busujima and the naturally airheaded Teacher Shizuka, was also Rei Miyamoto, who looked emotionally down, similarly seeming struck by the defeat.
Right, the driver's cabin seated four people including the driver. But it wasn't crowded - this driver's cabin gave the feeling of operating heavy machinery, with spacious interior.
"Everyone hold on tight, okay?"
Shizuka Marikawa gave a warning, because ahead there were quite a few special obstacles on the road leading to the hospital.
Now they were no longer following the river downstream, but heading straight for a hospital not far from the waterway to collect more medical supplies.
Because his wounds needed treatment again - the wounds had burst open.
Additionally, classmates Saeko Busujima and Rei Miyamoto were also slightly injured, with several cuts from the opponent's hand armor. Though not causing major blood loss, in this environment it was necessary to treat them properly and isolate the wounds from the outside world.
Because the virus might accidentally enter through the wounds and cause infection.
Taking a deep breath, they had reached the obstacles. Don't hesitate - these aren't living people, they're moving corpses, monsters, so just ram through them.
After stopping at the hospital entrance—
"Turn off the engine, all of you stay in the vehicle."
"Okay."
Immediately turning off the engine, they watched this mysterious young man who looked considerably younger than her get out of the car and begin cleanup work.
After ten minutes, almost all the moving living dead visible in their field of vision were gone, though through night vision they could see some body parts in the distance.
But at such a distance, as long as they didn't make too much noise, they wouldn't be attracted over.
Then he entered the hospital, and classmate Saeko was also called to go in.
"Splurt!"
The sound of a living dead's flesh being pierced by a blade. But it wasn't done by Ejie, but by the girl beside him.
"When fighting the masked woman, what were you hesitating about, Busujima-san?"
This made Saeko Busujima's face change slightly as she withdrew her sword, then continued dealing with approaching living dead.
"Were you worried about exposing your sadistic personality?"
"Sadistic - what's that?"
Though she might understand what he was saying, since he knew about works depicting her world's story, which might have revealed more information about her.
But this descriptor still made Saeko Busujima feel very subtle.
"It refers to people with sadistic tendencies and violent inclinations. So are you one?"
This made Saeko Busujima fall silent.
"Yes, you know about that incident too, don't you?"
"You mean when you were in middle school, being stalked by a pervert, deliberately letting him approach, then using self-defense as an excuse to severely injure him with a wooden sword - that case of excessive defense?"
"There's a problem with that. I didn't use a wooden sword - I used a real sword. I had discovered his stalking long ago. That wasn't the first day he followed me - he was looking for the right opportunity. So that day I led him to an area where I had placed a real sword, then truly cut him down. Do you know? After cutting him, seeing his agonized expression and bleeding, I felt my blood boiling. I wanted to see more of his suffering, wanted to see more blood."
Saying this, Saeko Busujima's face became slightly twisted, her body also trembling slightly. She was both afraid and excited.
She was struggling internally.
Especially in the current environment, as the world began collapsing, the violent factors within her were becoming increasingly restless.
"So you really are a sadist, a pervert after all."
This statement truly caught Saeko Busujima off guard - it wasn't comfort. But rather than being hurt, she was somewhat stunned.
"However, I really like perverts like you, Busujima-san. Because only such perverts can live better and won't become burdens. And I'll also tell you one of my secrets."
"A secret?"
"Yes, but before revealing this secret, I want you to do something for me, Busujima-san."
"What thing?"
"Look at me with very cold eyes, with disgusted and contemptuous eyes, then lift your skirt with great revulsion and show me your panties."
This statement left Saeko Busujima somewhat confused, nearly missing her strike on another approaching living dead.
What kind of request was this?
It completely changed her perception of the man before her.
Someone who seemed like a battle-hardened warrior, fearless of various malicious dangers, who also seemed like a very serious type of person, making it difficult to joke with him.
Yet now he had suddenly become like this - a complete character collapse.
"If you can do it, I'll tell you my secret."
"I-I'll try."
Blushing, Saeko Busujima closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then exhaled.
When she opened her eyes, she tried her best to look at him with disgust.
"No good, I can't feel the disgust in your gaze. Right, imagine I'm that pervert who stalked you that day. Mm, yes, that's the right look."
So after he confirmed her gaze was correct, Saeko Busujima lifted her skirt hem with a very reluctant expression, until it crossed the danger line.
The next instant, she saw his emotions change very obviously, looking at her with intoxication.
He looked completely blissful all over, like being doused with a bucket of cool water on a hot summer day - so refreshing.
What was this?
"Alright, that's enough."
After saying this, as Saeko Busujima instantly returned to normal, he also showed some regret.
This—
"Alright, let's continue cleaning up."
"Wait, didn't you say you'd tell me your secret?"
"Didn't you see it?"
"Huh?"
Saeko Busujima blinked - what secret had she seen?
After a pause, she realized, looking at him with a subtle gaze.
"That's right, I really enjoy being looked at with disgusted eyes by beautiful women while simultaneously being given rewards. But don't misunderstand - I purely enjoy this, I'm not a masochist. I don't like physical harm, but rather enjoy mental harm."
Someone had straightforwardly self-destructed their subtle fetish.
But this really wasn't masochism.
Hearing this, Saeko Busujima was somewhat speechless, then suddenly giggled, immediately feeling most of the chaos in her heart disappear.
Suddenly, his face changed, making Saeko Busujima also become alert. Had he sensed some danger in this hospital?
The result was—
"Is your livestream on?"
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