An Offer She Can't Refuse

"Fuck, are you ignoring me?!"

"What happens if all the zombies wandering around this Studio Apartment Area swarm us? That flimsy glass door? It's only a matter of time before it shatters, and you guys will be trapped in here."

"Shut up. Headquarters is coming to rescue us."

"Ha, if that were true, you wouldn't have been loitering in front of this Convenience Store, would you? Because food is the most important thing after all..."

"...I'm telling you, fucker, if we just hold out, they'll come!"

Since my words hit the nail on the head, she hesitated for a moment before exploding in anger.

"Ha! That's why I'm saying if you fire that gun, every zombie around here will swarm us, and you won't survive!"

My dear Yujeong grimaced in sheer frustration.

"Get up. Get up and go into the storage room."

It seemed she wanted to lock me up in a confined space, but my next words completely derailed her plans.

"If I start screaming and throwing a fucking fit inside that storage room, the zombies will swarm this place... Are you sure you want to hand over your last line of defense to me? Well... works for me. I can just stretch my legs and sleep comfortably, and maybe your precious 'headquarters' will rescue us by then... Hehehe."

"You son of a bitch."

"Heh, you've got a pretty face, but your mouth is pretty filthy."

"Get out, you motherfucker! Get the fuck out through that door right now!"

"Why should I? I don't wanna~"

"You bastard... You absolute bastard..."

The female cop could do nothing but tremble with rage at my teasing.

Hehehe.

Suddenly, an amusing idea flashed through my mind.

"Whew... I don't want to stay with people who are holding my life hostage either... But are you really okay with letting a caught-in-the-act criminal like me go?"

Her face, which had brightened slightly when I said I didn't want to stay, rapidly darkened with despair.

"Ha, don't worry too much. I'm just holding your pathetic, knocked-out senior hostage to threaten you."

Keeping my hand visible only to her, I slowly slipped my right hand out and reached toward the fallen male cop's holster.

"Y-you... when did you get out of the handcuffs...?"

"Does that really matter? You get what I'm saying, right? You know the Convenience Store's CCTV doesn't record audio."

"You dirty bastard..."

She wiped the sweat trickling down her forehead, visibly torn and agonizing over her decision.

"Get out! Just get the fuck out!"

In the end, her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠choice was to kick me out.

"Heh, I'll still drop by from time to time to grab some food, so make sure to open the door for me then~"

"If you ever come back, I'll fucking kill you."

I grabbed the male cop's belt and dragged him toward the door. Of course, I didn't forget to grab my pants either.

"Ooh~ Nice acting~"

"Just shut up!"

The female cop watched me intently, her body tense as she kept her gun trained on me.

Click, click.

I turned the lock on the glass door to release it, carefully pushed it open, and dashed outside.

Hehehe, what a total rookie...

Hiding behind an outdoor display stand, I peeked inside. The female cop had collapsed to the floor, her legs giving out as she trembled uncontrollably.

"Heh, but she's got some guts..."

Come to think of it, she was actually quite impressive. Outside was crawling with zombies, and inside, a rapist had knocked out her senior and might try to fuck her next. Yet, despite her trembling, she had kept her gun steady and made a rational decision.

"So fucking hot..."

Just thinking about bending a chick like that over made my dick swell up rock-hard. Before that, though, I headed toward the main road. Abandoned cars were strewn everywhere, and zombies were wandering the streets.

"Graaaagh!"

As for the zombies rushing at me...

Splat!

I swung my fist and easily exploded its head.

"Ah, motherfucker..."

I had planned to smear myself with zombie blood to carry out my next move, but seeing the brain matter and nasty bodily fluids bursting out made me too disgusted to use my bare hands anymore.

I walked over to a roadside tree. Leaping toward a fairly thick branch, I kicked upward to snap it off.

Crack! Whoosh—

"..."

I must have kicked it too hard. The branch flew off into the distance.

Controlling my strength this time, I snapped off another branch.

"First, let's have some fun."

Before executing my plan, I decided to gather some currency and find out if this game-like system applied only to me or if other bastards had it too. With that in mind, I moved out.

"Graaaagh!"

Whoosh, crack!

Under the heavy impact of the thick branch—which required both hands to hold—the zombie's head was instantly crushed flat.

Crack! Splat! Splat!

"More, more, more!! Come at me, you bastards!"

I shouted to draw aggro, and by the time I had hunted about thirty zombies...

"E-excuse me."

A man's voice called out from inside an abandoned car on the main road.

Naturally, I ignored the dirty bastard's voice.

"More, more, more!! Bring it on, you bastards!"

"Graaaagh!"

Crack! Thud! Thwack! Thwack!

"Excuse me!"

Completely ignoring the wailing man, I hunted about twenty more zombies.

"E-excuse me! Mister!"

A woman.

I immediately approached the car the voice came from.

Whirrr.

The driver's side window rolled down a bit more.

"Hmm... I definitely heard a woman's voice..."

The moment I saw her face, which didn't meet my standards at all, the driver completely vanished from my sight.

"What?! E-excuse me..."

Even her voice was completely tuned out.

"Come at me, all of you bastards!"

"Graaaagh!"

Crack! Thud! Thud! Crack!

I drew aggro again and hunted another thirty or so zombies.

The number of swarming zombies gradually dwindled. When I looked back, I noticed a large crowd of people following behind me.

"You folks should stay in your cars! I'm just gonna kill some zombies and head back~"

"W-where are you going?! Can't we come with you?!"

"SILENCE!!!"

I unleashed a thunderous scolding shout at the man who spoke.

"Ugh."

The guy groaned as if taking actual damage from my lion's roar and quickly backed away.

"Hmm..."

I scanned the crowd to see if there were any pretty chicks, but there were none.

I hunted a bit more until I had collected exactly 100 shards, then moved on.

Thud, thud, thud.

I entered a villa building directly across from the Convenience Store and knocked on a second-floor door.

"W-who is it?"

Hearing a faint female voice, I bellowed.

"Hey, woman! Open the fucking door right now!"

"..."

Naturally, there was no reply.

"Ahem, cough. Just kidding... I'm a police officer!"

I didn't feel a single shred of guilt about impersonating a cop.

"D-don't lie... I saw you coming out of the Convenience Store. I saw everything that happened inside, too."

"Ah... is that so?"

"Yes. P-please go away."

"You fucking bitch! You should've said so from the start instead of wasting my time."

"I-I hadn't looked through the peephole yet... I'm sorry."

She sounded so submissive she'd probably bow down to the floor if I were in front of her, which made me nod in satisfaction.

"Heh, but how long do you plan on staying locked up in there?"

Still, I wanted to at least see her face.

"U-until things calm down."

"That's what I'm saying! How do you know when things will calm down? You're just gonna stay holed up in there forever?!"

"...I-I'm ugly. Please just go."

Hearing her claim to be ugly in such a pretty voice made it hard to give up, so I decided to bait her a little.

"Hey, you fucking... You should've said that first! How dare an ugly bitch like you even talk to me? Fucking whore..."

"W-what did you say?!"

Just as expected, she got defensive, so I threw in another jab.

"Like any ugly bitch, your voice sounds like shit too, fuck..."

"What the hell are you talking about?! I'm not ugly!"

"Heh."

Classic. Women really have zero immunity to attacks on their looks.

Creak—

"Hey, you!"

"Ho..."

The moment a man who looked to be in his early thirties—about my age—opened the door and stepped out, I figured the woman inside couldn't be too bad-looking.

"Stop making a scene and just get ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lost!"

He puffed out his chest and approached me, looking like he worked out a bit.

Clack.

Reassured by the man's presence, she peeked her face out through the crack, keeping the safety chain latched.

Heh. A solid 7 out of 10.

Just the right level of looks to hit with a Semen Injection and then pump and dump.

"Hey! I said beat it!"

Eager to protect a girl of this caliber even if it meant a fight, the guy confidently stepped up to me.

Thud!

"Argh!"

Of course, a single kick from me sent him flying, instantly removing him from the picture.

"Aaaah!"

As the villa girl shrieked and tried to slam the door shut, I swiftly shoved my arm into the gap.

Rattle, rattle.

"Ah, you fucking bitch! That hurts! It hurts!"

Naturally, it didn't hurt at all, and I could have easily ripped the door off its hinges with my bare strength. But where was the fun in that? I decided to play weak for a bit.

"Pant, pant."

Her eyes trembled as she began to back away, realizing that the door wouldn't close now.

"P-please leave... I beg you."

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, I felt like running a little test. Though it would vary from woman to woman, I wanted to see if these bitches would willingly offer up their pussies for my Semen Injection skill, or if they'd try to maintain their virtue.

Sure, I'd miss out on the thrilling sensation of a struggling victim, but I could always get my fill of that with the female cop later.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Why do you want to know my name?"

"I can just call you 'fucking bitch' instead."

"...I-it's Choi Heeseon."

Realizing she had no choice, she reluctantly gave me her name.

"You can see the Status Window too, right?"

"Ah... yes."

"Come closer."

I recalled reading in the settings manual that I could select specific skills to share information with other characters, so I wanted to test it out. However, she was too terrified to take a step toward me.

"Heh, take a look at this first, then make up your mind."

Focusing only on the Semen Injection skill from my Status Window, I willed the system to display it to her.

Ding—

Along with a soft chime, a translucent window appeared in front of me, while a mirrored version of it materialized facing her.

"Come closer and read it."

Only then did she creep forward and focus her gaze on the Semen Injection skill. Immediately, the detailed description expanded beneath it.

"I-is this real?"

Her trembling eyes darted back and forth between me and the Status Window.

"Well, that depends on whether you believe it or not."

Watching her, I slowly pulled my arm out of the door gap.

"Sigh..."

Her eyes must have drifted down to the penalty, as she let out a soft sigh, her face clouded with deep contemplation.

"P-please give me a moment... Just... just a moment."

"Sure, take your time... Actually, make it quick."

"Okay..."

Creak, click. As she closed the door, I decided to show a little patience and wait.