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CHAPTER 36 WORTH IT

    CHAPTER 36 WORTH IT


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Bathroom’s free,” Shizuoka yelled happily. All the girls were in tight towels as they marched out of the bathroom. I caught a nice eyeful of mountains of cleavage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dibs,” I said. Walking to the bathroom I was stopped by Saeko. <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Throw your clothes out, we will add them to our loads for the washer,” she said in a t tone. I nodded. In the bathroom there were somehow still towels left. Disrobing I threw my clothes out of the room and took a shower. It was long and wonderful.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Going Merry was a nice ship, but there was no heater for the water. Every shower was a cold one. Naruto’s world was more advanced, but my house only had a bath. While hot, it didn’t rece a shower. As an American I was taught baths were more wasteful water-wise, and I wasn’t a fan of sitting in my own filth. I wasn’t about to pre-wash then take a bath. They were meant to be in and out, not an hour-long affair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I soaked a little in the hot water and was stuck with some cocoa butter shampoo to use. Making a mental list of things to steal I also added robbing a bank to things I needed to do. I had a shop that took real money. There was no reason we couldn’t have everything on the shopping list.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wrapping a towel around my waist I cringed. The girls had taken the bigger towels. I had to hold the small white cloth on to keep it in ce. It covered myid dick, if just barely. The Chikyugi had transferred to this body as well, which was nice, but I still wasn’tfortable being half naked in front of a bunch of people.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Stepping out, Kohta moved up to have his turn. He looked me up and down. Giving me a thumbs up I nodded. My six-pack abs and chest bulged with every movement. I wasn’t Arnold size, but I was still very muscr. More like male model than anything.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Woah,” Shizu said, stopping to look at me. “How old are you again?” She was wearing a tight tanktop and booty shorts. Her nipples poking out I locked my eyes with them and struggled to pull them away. <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Old enough,” I said walking past her. Pushing through my embarrassment I tried to act like this was normal. But thatsted only a few steps. In view of the small kitchen, Saeko was wearing only a white apron and her ck panties.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">My dick bulged a little, and I sat down quickly to try to hide it. “There a reason everyone is barely clothed?” I asked the cooking Saeko.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nothing fit,” she said. “Why? You don’t like?” She wore a mischievous style, knowing exactly what it was doing to the other guys.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Didn’t say that. Any clothes my size?” I asked. I hadn’t thought to grab any and was in too much of a rush to shower to think of what to wear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I doubt it. The cabs were pretty bare since my friend is out of town,” Shizu said. Her eyes quickly moved down to the very slight tent in my towel then back up to my face. A blush crossing her lips she pped. “Who wants a drink?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Me,” I said. “You got one of the bigger towels, at least?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“All dirty,” Shizu said walking to the fridge. “You’re a little young for alcohol, though.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They literally just dered Martial Law. I think they have more important fish to fry than some underage drinking.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">She nodded and pulled out some beers. They were a Japanese brand I didn’t know. Cracking the can open it was hitting the spot. One Piece wasn’t big on beer. All rum or ale. I let out a long sigh as I tasted it. <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“To survival,” Shizu said nking our cans together. Leaning over the ind counter she gave me a nice view of her cleavage. I was losing the battle to stayid.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here,” a voice said. I looked over to Emi handing me one of the towels. She wore very baggy clothes. The tanktop barely covered her nipples, and she had to hold the shorts up to keep them up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Emi,” I said. Standing up I tied it around my waist and dropped the smaller towel. “I’m d you stuck with me. There any special reason?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh um,” she stammered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She has a crush on you,” Shizu slurred. Downing her beer, her cheeks were already rosy. The poor girl blushed deeply. Apparently they had gotten closer in the bathroom. “She told us you saved all those kids in the faculty room before we came.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I gathered them,” I said. Pulling a chair out from next to me I waved for Emi to sit. “They were pretty hopeless. Probably dead now.” I let out a sigh. It had been worth it though since I got more money from my quest. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Think so?” Saeko asked. “Regret sticking your neck out?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nope,” I said. “The strong should protect the weak. They’re just scared kids. Can’t me them for looking up to that snake of a teacher.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I loved it when you threw that knife at him,” Shizuughed. She was on her second beer as I was half-way through my first. “You should show me how to do that.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you want,” I said. “Not terribly hard. Just a lot of practice.” It helped that I didn’t have to learn it. The Naruto version of me had. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What a weird skill to work for,” Saeko said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And kendo isn’t?” I asked. She blushed but turned back to the soup she was making. “Where are the others?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Takashi and Rei have been arguing for a while out back,” Shizu said, blowing a raspberry. Sauntering over to me she pushed my shoulder making me scoot back. Sitting on myp I couldn’t help but stare down at her chest. “Tell me young Weston, who are you really? I seem to remember a stammering little kid a few weeks ago in my office when he fell down.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, no one special,” I said. My hand moved to her back, bing more bold. “Tell me, nurse Shizu, were you always such a touchy drinker?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep,” she said. “My one weakness.” I considered using a little Lust Chakra on her, but thought better of it. It was fine with the maids, but these were normal people. I wanted to, but for now I had the strength to resist. “You nning on sticking with us?”<span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“For now,” I said. “Saeko still needs to teach me the sword.” Kohta walked out of the bathroom. Choosing to don his old clothes I was regretting not doing the same. He took a chair at the dining table. The gunsid out on top he began to look them over. Checking out the sights and magazines. Loading bullets up he waspletely focused on the guns in a room of half naked women.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Your form was not good,” Saeko said. Turning off the burners of the stovetop she began spooning out some soup.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, once I get my clothes back I’d-”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“There’s people getting attacked,” Takashi saiding from the back. Shizu groaned, getting up from myp. I walked over to join him. Kohta hefted up the sniper rifle as we looked from the balcony to the street below. There were zombies filling the streets between walled in homes. Down the street some people were being attacked by zombies. Yelling loudly as they called for help.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We need to turn off the lights,” Saeko said, drawing our eyes.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why?” Takashi asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We can’t house many others, and who knows what kind of people we could draw to us,” She said. “We don’t have the power to protect everyone.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine, but-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dad!” A little girl yelled. “No! Dad!” Our gazes drawn to a little girl she was a good 5 houses away, down near the bulk of zombies.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s happening?” I asked Kohta. He was looking through the scope of his sniper rifle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know. Some older guy looks like he’s dying. His daughter is crying over him outside of a house,” he said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">I grumbled. “Alright,” I said. Jumping up to the railing I looked down to find a target. “Kill the zombies that get close to her,” I told Kohta. He looked at me, then nodded before focusing back on the scope.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell are you doing?” Saeko asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We at least have the power to save those around us,” I told her. Dropping my towel I jumped down to the cement wall around the apartment building. Landing easily I found my target as I pulled the Jitte out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Coating it in water chakra I hit the zombie in the arms. Breaking them at the shoulders I did the same to its legs. It dropped to the ground. Quickly disrobing it as it bit at me and tried to move it’s arms I put on the sweats he had been wearing. I bashed it’s head in. Brains spraying on the naked zombie. Then I was on my way to the screaming girl as Kohta began to fire.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was in the thick of zombies in a few strides. Knocking those in my way down. My water flowed more smoothly as blood and brains sprayed around me. Still without shoes on the sweats smelled, but it was better than being nude.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kohta firing the gun was drawing more zombie eyes and I was met with dozens of them. Too bad for them I had a pretty nice break. Reinvigorated, I swung the Jitte. Making sure I ced my thumbs in the correct ce as I swung my weapon I did feel a difference. Having reflected on what Saeko told me, I felt like I understood what she was trying to convey more easily.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t simply your arm strength when handling a de. It was your whole body. Your leg muscles, back muscles, abs, toes, everything was used. When twisting this way or that with a sh you had to put all of your focus into your body moving. In the hopes of hitting more swiftly it was a goal that I needed to strive to reach.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before I knew it I was next to the house the girl was still crying at. 3 quick hits dropped the zombies moving toward her. A pile of 6 zombies in front of her, Kohta had done well with protecting her. The girl cried over her father, oblivious or uncaring of the danger. A small ck and white dog barked at me as it moved to put itself in between us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You alright?” I asked the small pink haired girl as she looked up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He’s dead,” she sobbed. I frowned, nodding.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Was he bit?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, the people inside killed him,” she said pointing to the house behind her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My anger red as I noticed lights on inside. There were shadows in the windows. I considered knocking down their front door, but held off. I didn’t know their situation.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go, kid,” I said. Extending my arm I held it out to her. She looked up at it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Bu-but my dad,” she said, wiping her tears and sniffing her snot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He would want to know you’re safe, right?” I asked. Zombies began groaning behind me. “Kid, now or never,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">She wiped her nose. Picking up the small puppy in front of her she grabbed my hand. I picked them both up. Turning her to face my chest I decided to work on my 1-handed de style. “What’s your name?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alice,” she mumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m Weston. Close your eyes, Alice” I said. She nodded, the puppy whimpering between us.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">I shed a zombie that got close enough. His body thrown away I was in the thick of them again. shing, diving forward and back, thrusting, slicing, hacking, and puncturing; my water coated de did it all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I began to y with it. Like a living thing I could control every droplet in the sword. Condensing it into a rounded edge, sharpening it slightly, extending it to reach a little further, it was an amazing weapon that I was slowly understanding. All the while I held the girl and dog to my chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">By the time I made it through the bulk I realized I couldn’t lead them to where we were staying. Running to the side I jumped up to the cement walls that lined the yards of the homes around us. Atop the 6 inch thick walls it was easy to keep my bnce at near my full speed. Going around the perimeter of the house I circled back to the apartments we were staying in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jumping down to the grass I noticed the others in the yard. “What’s up?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Weston, what the hell,” Saeto said. “We were just going to save you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I bent down dropping the kid. The dog was quickly barking excitedly as we walked up to the others. “Don’t really need saving,” I said. “Come on. I think we’ve had enough excitement for today.
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