How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 7. Ice is as good as fire (1)

Fire and Ice / Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire

Some say it must be ice.

I who have tasted desire

I stood on the side of those who chose fire.

But if the world perishes again

I know enough about hate

Ice is no less than fire

I will say enough to destroy the world.

* * * * *

City of Hampton, District 4. Leticia’s apartment.

“Ugh, ugh…” “

Intelligence Officer Leticia woke up from a nightmare. It was a dream of being rubbed naked between two large slugs.

“Ha.”

She seemed to know why she had such a dream. The bed was damp, and the blankets were sticky all over her body.

“Whoa… “

I pushed away the futon like a frog’s paw and sat down on the edge of the bed. Grizzling, clutching her head, she looks down at the floor.

It’s a mess. Combat boots. Military number line. Uniform. Pretty underwear that I bought by saving my salary. Beer cans. Liquor bottle. Pastry bag. Water bottles were strewn about.

Still, the silver necklace was not there. It was the only thing Leticia was wearing right now.

The time is 8 am. Normally, I would have been busy preparing for work, but today is a day off. Tomorrow is the weekend duty.

‘Standing on duty, taking care of overdue work… ‘

When I think about the overdue work, it feels like not only my head but also my lower stomach is pulled. The contents of the 15-page A4 report came to mind again. My skin tingles and I feel a tingling sensation in my back.

“Alcohol. Alcohol… “

Soggy biscuits and some whiskey. This is a great morning. I try to lift the bottle up, but I still want it to be morning, so I open a carton of milk from the refrigerator and inhale.

“Whoop.”

The milk poured out. It wet the corners of her mouth and chin and flowed to her chest, dripping. Pop. Falls to the floor I was annoyed by the fishy smell, so I roughly crushed it with my slippers. Put the milk back in, drink the whiskey, and treat yourself to a biscuit.

Bye bye bad idea. Goodbye to work stress.

“Hey. He.”

A pleasant sense of exhaustion. Squeeze out every last drop.

“Alcohol… There is none.”

I rummage through the refrigerator and pull out a can of beer. It clicked, and gasped, gasped, and inhaled. As if the beer were a lifeline, gulp, drink it moderately.

“Delicious breakfast. Lol. One more drink.”

There is no alcohol in the refrigerator. Canned food only. It’s an item that’s more valuable as black market currency than for its function as food, but with it, beer is relatively easy to buy. However, whiskey must be obtained with food vouchers.

Open-eyed Leticia held the whiskey bottle in front of her eyes and shook it. Kisses long and long She stuck out her tongue and licked the area around the bottle like a caress.

“… Without you, what fun am I going to live for?”

No. It shouldn’t be like this. Want to get drunk More and more, I want to take it. Tasks. Tasks. I need to get that horrible report out of my head ASAP.

I can’t. You’d better sleep. Leticia returned to her bed with an empty whiskey bottle. She did not cover her with a blanket, and lay down as it was.

“Haaa… “

A cool breeze washes every corner of her body. It feels good to be creepy. – He me…

“Ah. A little… please.”

She ends up holding her face in her palms.

Sleeping naked is a fairly old habit. It was the day she was promoted to junior officer and moved out of the women’s quarters and into a private apartment.

The price of loyalty paid by saying ‘Roemer’s pawn b*tch’. With no congratulations from anyone, she gleefully drank her hard liquor, saying that she was a self-given gift.

My home.

That gave me a certain sense of relief and accomplishment. Her drumming emotions kept her drinking. She threw off layer after layer of her clothes, unable to cool off the heat, and finally fell asleep in her naked body.

When she woke up the next day, she muttered something crazy and was embarrassed, but she couldn’t pull out the pleasure that had taken root in her. Her secret consciousness. The feeling of relief when a pot that had been simmering on low heat suddenly boils.

Of course, Leticia is an elite officer, and she is a woman known for her excellent self-discipline. She never looked like this when she was with other people.

She returned home instead, appeasing her doubled appetite. She drank something stronger than she drank at dinner, and she fell asleep with a greater sense of liberation and exhaustion.

But even that soon became boring. There was nothing new. I wondered if I was living like a squirrel on a treadmill.

Even so, her big breasts were getting fatter, and little by little, it was getting on her sides and stomach as well. Not to mention her thickened thighs.

By the way, that interrogation a few days ago. The empty-eyed woman returned what Leticia had been trying to fill with her liquor.

Cassandra Wilson. Senior researcher at the Korea Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. Her testimony was consistent. The coherence of her testimony should be seen even if it is well contextual, but also the degree of delineation.

A statement is, after all, telling others about one’s actions. People naturally get defensive. If a person who becomes defensive writes down a part in detail, it must be seen that there is some intention in it.

However, Cassandra’s statement was consistent even in its description. Each of them was detailed, delicate, and sensual.

Even at a glance, she knew that she was a crazy woman, so she skipped calling V, whom she had met for the first time, as ‘guy’, but she had desire in her statement.

The desire for faith. Desperation to be understood.

‘Römer, you bastard. You evil b*tch who preys on your own people. You devil who sells people to live.’

A sound that rings in your ears.

“… What did I do?”

Leticia covered her face.

Diririring.

“Yes. Hello.”

From noble mtl dot com

– Victory. It’s an intelligence officer. How are you?

“… Thanks to you, it has improved a lot.”

Why is this baby calling on a holiday? Leticia wanted to spit out her curse.

“Why. What’s going on?”

– Sorry for taking a break. That’s not different… I have contacted you because there is something you need to know.

“Okay. What?”

Pressing my forehead tightly, I try to answer without being blunt. The intelligence officer gave various explanations. It was a story that was easy to understand but difficult to understand.

“So, in the medical company, people who were held as slaves were hospitalized, and people from the Korea Centers for Disease Control and Prevention are in charge of treatment. Severed tendon reattached? Please explain that part again. Huh. Huh. What do people at the Centers for Disease Control say?

– He says like a parrot that a tendon that has been severed for a long time cannot be attached by itself. The cut marks are clearly visible to our eyes. But it’s definitely slow, but it’s slowly sticking.

“What did the captain say?”

– You said you would speak directly to the director of the Center for Disease Control. It is probably classified as confidential. The leader himself is listening to the related testimony.

I was grateful for the consideration of the intelligence officer. If you were on duty without knowing this information, you would be quite confused. But calling me while I’m in pain.

– Also, it was V who gave us the location of these slaves.

“What?”

– Don’t you have the number we used when we contacted V? The number you left when purchasing the bag. I got a call from that number.

… It’s something worth contacting.

“… It’s acting like the moderates of the Elsa Intelligence Agency. They operate in the shadows, defeating gangs and rescuing slaves.”

– I want to see your face.

“Sure. Okay. Are you all right?”

– None. Take care of yourself.

“Yes.”

As soon as I put the phone down, it rang again.

“Haa… “

Leticia picked up the phone again.

– Huh, Leticia? I’m taking a break today

“Brother?”

Her real brother, Hamelin. He now works as a government secretary in Römer. If I had cursed at least once, I would have been in real trouble.

– What’s wrong with your voice? Are you sick?

“Eh? Uh… live.”

– Health comes first.

“I know. Know… What about your sister and the kids?”

– Everyone is doing well. I heard that Elsa is very confused. Are you okay?

Leticia looks at the shabby apartment. Pile of clothes. s*xy and pretty underwear with no one watching. A shiny military band. Military boots waiting in an immobilized position.

“It’s okay. Brother. Everything is fine.”

Leticia touched her forehead and answered. The amplitude of her headache increased.

-She said she called last time she had something to ask. I was busy so I didn’t get it. What would you like to find out?

“Oh, um. It’s not important, just… It’s private Maybe exchange this… Are you getting along?”

Elza All calls made outside the country are subject to censorship. Of course, this does not apply to those who have a ‘security level’.

– Of course not. What?

“Uh. No, this time… Because her boss is new. It’s Virginia Helford… “

At Leticia’s words, her brother looked quite surprised.

– Virginia Helford? The White Serpent of House Helford? That woman is your boss?

“Yes. That’s right. Maybe she is him… About the reputation, can you tell me? Even if it’s about gossip… There is no information at all, so you need to know something to serve properly… “

– A lot. There are more than five that I can think of right now. The Helfords have been the senators of the Roemer Council for generations. There are so many rumors, it’s going to be harder to cover what’s real, hey. There should be one or two words behind it. Okay. I’ll find out.

“Thank you, brother.”

– Hey, but that’s great news! You went through a lot of hardships under the old grandparents. If the Helfords went there, they probably went there to fill up their careers because they didn’t have enough military promotion points. Since there are no soldiers who want to go to Elza Colony from Römer, they give you bonus points for promotion.

Colony. That’s not wrong. Leticia held back her wry smile.

“I thought so.”

– Hold that girl tight. If I can’t grab her hair, I’ll bite down on her stockings. Do you know Since you’re good at your job and you’re smart, I’ll take you as my exclusive adjutant. There are many people who came from Elsa to Römer that way. You can’t stay there forever. A kid like you.

“Okay.”

– My step-sister misses you a lot too. So are my nephews. If you meet someone…

“Brother. Thank you.”

– Leticia. Do you know what I love? Now only my brother and sister are left.

“Yes.”

The call was disconnected. Leticia put her phone down after a while. Hearing the voices of her family reminded her more of the woman’s eyes. Her suffocatingly empty green eyes. A statement uttered by a voice devoid of emotion, like a blunt machine sound.

WE WING!

I heard a siren. Annoyance crept in. Weeing! Weeing! Weeing!

Zombies Outbreak! Zombies occur in Area 7! Lock down the whole area. I repeat! All areas are immediately sealed off!＞

“Okay.”

WE WING! We Wing! We Wing!

“I got it!”

Leticia sat down on the floor. She crawled back to bed, crawling on all fours with a terrible headache. Her damp, cool blanket swallowed her as if to come quickly.

– Evacuate until you beat the Römer henchman to death!

It’s hallucinations. This is an obvious hallucination. Leticia’s eyes went round and round. She is belatedly drunk. Her lower abdomen pulls heavily. She always laughs. Saliva drips from her mouth.

Just. She just wanted to live well. She wanted to live like everyone else. Like her brother who built her family, she wanted to too.

Meet a nice guy, give birth to a beautiful child, show off your dirty underwear, and get into a fight with your husband and wife.

I just wanted a common life like that.

A life of trust and reliance on each other. That empty woman, that empty woman, that woman who called herself Cassandra threw out the words at random, Leticia also wanted.

I wanted to.

Zombies are added in Area 8! Zombies are added to Area 8! Close the shutters tightly and do not open the windows! Close the shutters tightly!＞

Now I’m full of annoyance that I won’t be able to go to the black market today.

“Black… mandible… Whoops… !”

The spirit of alcohol that she drank on an empty stomach blooms. The body heats up again. A desire that had been dormant for too long arose. A need that will never be satisfied.

In the end, I go to sleep comforting myself with a bottle of alcohol again today.

I hope the stars will rise when I open my eyes and wake up. I wish I could go to the black market with ration tickets and cans. Hope you can find another drink.

The goddess of hunger engraved on the silver necklace glistened in the morning sun.

But that’s only for a moment. Dark clouds are coming. It looks like it’s going to rain all at once.

* * * * *

“What kind of rain is this all of a sudden?”

Camilla complained. I turned off the truck’s radio.

Rumble! It was raining, and thick, thick drops of water fell on the truck.

Suddenly, Camilla opened her bag and flipped it over. She pulls out a plastic bag containing toiletries.

“What are you doing?”

“To wash.”

“Suddenly? Now?”

“I feel so embarrassed. Aren’t you washing?”

No. Is this in the middle of the road?

“Hey, hey! Are you sure you want to get naked on the road?”

Looks at me blankly and sticks out his tongue. She wraps her towel around her neck and poofs her head out the window.

“Byeon, Tae.”

I got hit. I was told that I would just wash my hair and wash my face.

I also opened the window and stuck my head out.