"We don't have any other choice, Hue-sensei. If we all work together, we can achieve it."
"Brat…" She glanced at the hopeless class and sighed, "What do you think?"
"First…
…
…
As Fei-town grew quieter, Sensei Hue called students to gather near the edge of the classroom, away from the other classes.
The brown-haired girl asked, "Sensei… why did you bring us here?"
"Sigh. As some of you heard during our discussion with Yuki—we need food."
The students grew more depressed, their gazes falling to the floor.
"But Sensei…"
"Why don't we wait for the police?"
"How?"
Other than a few students, no one tried to discuss anything. They simply listened with empty souls to whoever spoke.
Sensei Hue gestured for Yuki to speak.
Yuki nodded and walked toward the curtain. "Ahem. As you can see…" He slid the curtain open, deepening the students' despair.
Fei-town… had already collapsed.
Seeing their reactions, Yuki quickly slid the curtain shut.
"Don't be this discouraged. I heard the army established a safe zone. Maybe our families are already there."
'Maybe…'
"What?"
"Really? Where did you hear that?"
"I heard the school president talking about it—but first, we need food. Does anyone have a plan?"
Yuki glanced at the students. No one spoke.
"As I thought… As some of you heard, I want to reach the cafeteria."
"The f***k? We're on the fourth floor, Yuki."
"That's impossible—didn't you see…"
Yuki nodded in understanding. "I'm scared too. But if we wait for hours—or worse, days…
we won't have the energy to do anything, and we'll become snacks for those zombies."
The black-haired boy who had tried to open the door raised his hand.
Yuki nodded. "Yes?"
"What you're saying makes sense. But how can we beat those things?"
Yuki's eyes widened. "Beat them? We have zero chance."
"Eh?"
"Aren't you asking us to fight them?"
Some students' eyes brightened as they began listening more closely.
"Yes, we'll have to fight one or two—but it's impossible to wipe out the whole school."
"First," Yuki said as he reopened the curtain, "we need to lure them out."
This time, the students didn't look as despairing when they saw the collapsed town.
As quiet discussions began, Haru asked without realizing it, "With sound?"
Yuki's eyes shone. "Haha, as expected from you. Yes."
Haru felt uneasy about Yuki's bright reaction, while the black-haired boy muttered, confused, "I don't understand…"
Yuki smiled. "Just follow me. You'll be fine."
The black-haired boy stared at his smile suspiciously, but eventually nodded. "Fine…"
***
While Taka and a few students made a rope from one of the curtain, Sensei Hue argued with Yuki and the others.
"Hell no."
Yuki raised both hands in a casual shrug. "There's only Sensei's phone."
Sensei Hue narrowed her eyes. "Like you brats would hand over your phones. Who else has one?"
The students averted their eyes, unwilling to risk their only remaining bond with their families.
"I handed mine over…"
"Y-yeah… me too."
Sensei Hue's eye twitched, close to losing it.
"Brats—!"
Yuki's eyes widened as he waved his hand in front of her face. "Sensei, we need to be quiet."
She glared at him, angry at the disrespect, but: "Ah… right."
She remembered.
"Still, I'm not giving it."
The students murmured complaints.
Most had already handed over their phones, but the remaining few were no different from Sensei Hue.
No one wanted to risk their phone.
As they argued quietly beneath distant cries that echoed from time to time—
'Hm? Didn't the former me also have a phone?'
A memory surfaced, leaving his expression conflicted.
'Really… he's something, huh.'
Yuki walked to his desk as the arguments continued.
He searched inside his school bag and found it.
"Oh? What an old thing."
A black flip phone.
He understood why others didn't want to risk theirs.
'Family…'
Yuki's expression darkened at the thought of his father.
He didn't know how he was—he simply didn't want to think about it.
"Sigh…"
The room grew quiet as everyone noticed him.
Sensei Hue looked at the phone but said nothing.
They understood his mood.
Even Haru glanced at him with slight sympathy.
Taka broke the silence with a smile. "You're giving up your phone for us?"
Yuki snapped out of it and nodded.
"Is the rope ready?"
"Yes." Taka pointed at a five-member group. "We made it."
They smiled proudly, holding up the questionable rope made from the curtain.
Yuki tied his phone to it.
Outside the window was a mess.
Chaos.
Hours ago, he had been living in a lively slice-of-life anime.
Now, it was an apocalypse—and the once-lively town lay silent.
He stared blankly before taking the rope.
Fumbling with the old flip phone, he searched for the timer as the others watched.
Haru approached, "We should bind it to a long stick."
A group of four muttered disdainfully, "Einstein speaks again."
"He's really annoying."
Yuki's eyes twitched to comments, were they lost their minds?
"What do you think, Haru?"
Haru's gaze turned cold at Yuki's reaction.
"They might try to jump out the windows."
"Oh..."