How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 6. The price of the name (2)

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Prepare lunch.

The menu is simple vegetable stew with nothing special.

I put a pot containing clean water, a little salt, and ‘tasty powder’ on the gas stove and lit it.

Next, I added diced potatoes and lightly cooked them. This way, the starch will come out and you can fry it faster.

Heat a frying pan coated with soybean oil, add drained potatoes and stir-fry. When the yellow potatoes become transparent, add the diced onion and stir-fry together.

Tung. Camilla stamps her feet upstairs. It is a warning that a zombie has entered the effective range.

The effective range of the K11 SWS is 1,300m. It’s not like you have to run out right away, but just in case, put a lid on the frying pan. I like the smell of something ripening through a slightly open gap.

A few days ago, after staying up all night in a van with open eyes, we came up with an agreement. One of them said, ‘When we share a meal, we take turns cooking and guarding.’ Was

Actually, I didn’t want to change anything in the agreement. I wonder if the whole thing is destroyed or reorganized, because I have learned through countless job study sessions and study groups that the organization will collapse if compromises are made one by one.

But after watching ‘Miracle’ yesterday, everything seemed futile.

There were some ingredients left at the house I visited yesterday. Vegetables and potatoes, grain sacks, cooking oil and flour. I did a thorough scouting of the surroundings, so it was okay to cook.

As a result of the coin toss, Camilla was the cook and I was the guard.

“Let’s show off our skills after a long time!”

Camilla, wrapped in a scarf and apron, performed a ‘miracle’. It was a miracle of making cowhide with flour dough. It could be used as a tambourine book. Appearance, taste, texture. It was the perfect leather taste that didn’t fall out of any one.

“This is strange. It can’t be like this.”

Camilla, her face flushed, only wiggled her elongated fingers.

“…What were you originally going to make?”

“Hotcakes.”

“Hotcakes also contain baking powder, eggs, and milk. But we didn’t have those in our ingredients, right?”

When Camilla was pointed out, she was very taken aback.

“Wasn’t it made by simply mixing water and powder and baking it? I’ve been doing that until now?”

“…That must have been hotcake mix. It’s just 100% flour batter. They’re different.”

“Is that so?! Mi-sorry. Oh, what should I do?”

You may not know. I cut this ‘cowhide’ into small pieces with scissors. After putting oil in a pan and stir-frying it, I applied strawberry jam, which was one of the MRE ingredients.

“It’s a crouton. I put strawberry jam on it because I don’t have sugar. It’s worth eating though.”

Shoes are also delicious if fried. The same was true of cowhide made from flour. It felt like eating a snack rather than a meal, but the taste was good.

“Aren’t you an angel?”

“If you’re grateful, pay me back with a can of apples.”

“The mistress is like a devil.”

Despite pouting her mouth, Camilla gave me her share of canned apples. But the whole time, he seemed apologetic.

“Hey, John. I’m sorry I ruined the dish.”

“No. Let’s use more positive words than negative ones.”

“How?”

“You didn’t fail in cooking, you succeeded in experimenting with new material science. This is innovative. With a little less baking, you could make a faux leather jacket…”

Anyway, the rule is ‘When we eat together, John cooks and Camilla stands guard.’ Changed to

Besides that, I set up a lot of rules. Each one’s own thing. Sleep separately unless there is something special. Take care of your own life, etc. Of course, it’s not just words.

“This was yours, take it back.”

I returned her weapon and bulletproof vest,

“Then I’ll leave this to you.”

She gave me her cell phone. Actually, it was a bit surprising. Among many things, why?

“It means that I won’t contact the members without your knowledge. I can’t make calls because there’s no base station here anyway. I have to give you this level of trust.”

Of course, there was a password. She turned it off and stored it with her cell phone.

We decided to talk over the radio instead. It was found in an abandoned police car. It is waterproof and can be used for a long time because it is a combination of battery and solar panel charger.

And it is also a tool that allows each other to stay safe from each other and communicate.

‘Work together, live independently.’

That was the gist of the rules Camilla and I set.

We met out of necessity, not out of faith, and if we didn’t need each other, we would part ways without hesitation. I conveyed my intention to Camilla, and she also readily accepted it.

However, at the very end, she said, ‘The above provisions can be changed by agreement.’ Let’s put a clause called, she did.

When we changed the food clause, she said, ‘Look at that. Did you listen well to me?’ He seemed to be conceited, but he was probably mistaken.

I believe so.

A savory scent spreads throughout the house.

The translucent potatoes and onions are roasted to a brown color.

I opened the lid and put in small cut carrots. Gently shake the pan gently to mix well.

The lightly salted and fried potatoes and onions are great, but the color is bland. Reddish carrots give it a ‘appetizing’ visual effect.

If you heat the potato to the point where it crumbles and the onion dries up like now, it fills up the lack of texture.

Anyway, what I’m making now is a meal, and a meal needs something to chew on.

Now, the peeled carrots also turn brown. The ingredients cooked in the frying pan were carefully placed in the boiling pot.

I added bottled water little by little and removed the things that were slightly stuck to the pan and put them in the pot. It only tastes bitter if you put something burnt, but it adds a savory sweetness and flavor because it’s well-roasted carrots, onions, and potatoes.

The well-baked potatoes are released and melted. The brown onion stir-fries are shiny. I wonder if the carrots are well cooked? It is ripe enough to the inside.

I went upstairs with a ladle and a saucepan. They filled the bins they had brought with them. It was boiled enough to eat for dinner, so there was a lot of it.

The arrangements were completed with Camilla sitting by the north window and me taking a seat on the east side. Even while eating, you have to be vigilant.

“I will eat well.”

I immediately raised the spoon, but Camilla lowered her head. It was a pre-dinner prayer to the ‘Goddess of Hunger,’ she said. I don’t know why I pray to such a god, but I’m not asking you to believe in me.

I scooped up a drink with a short spoon. It was a little hot to feel the taste even though I ate after blowing on it. If you just gobble it up, your mouth will be sore. Like Camilla.

“Are you scalded?”

Camilla sat there with her mouth covered, wondering what to do. She shook her head stubbornly and chewed, puffing out her cheeks like a squirrel. Then he wipes her eyes with the back of her hand.

“It must have been really hot.”

“… No. Something like that.”

“Did you chew your tongue?”

“Oh no.”

“Uh, maybe it doesn’t fit your mouth?”

“No. Under.”

Now, he even puts the half bowl down next to him and covers his face with his palm. And sobbing,

“Hey. This is so delicious….”

I made it, but it’s not that tasty.

“Uh, that, that?”

Camilla nodded her head and she tried to laugh.

She couldn’t take her eyes off her for a while. I’m not really good at cooking, but I really enjoy eating. Like a real model, no, I also shot a commercial for eating. You are a model, but it seems like you are on set.

One spoonful at a time. Chew thoroughly and thoroughly. The more you eat, the hotter your cheeks become, and the color around your eyes becomes red. Finally, he tilts the bowl and scrapes it with a spoon.

“… Excuse me. Camilla? I even thought of something to eat for dinner, so I cooked a little more, so stop scratching the half.”

“Huh? Uh.”

I forcibly put the spoon down, perhaps because I couldn’t bear it, but he seemed happy when he put the bowl back in.

“Did it taste good enough to bring you to tears?”

It makes me feel proud to eat deliciously. Camilla nodded her head vigorously.

“This is the taste of memories. When I was in college, it tastes the same as the vegetable stew at the back door restaurant. You said you boiled it with only vegetables, but it tasted just like this. It’s cheap, and I don’t get tired of eating it, so I ate only this the whole time.”

I don’t think a person who just came out of a sauna would be so lively. Camilla looked really happy and refreshed.

“… I thought you were good at cooking, but really, wow. How does it taste like this? The vegetable stew tastes like meat! How did you do it?”

That’s because the broth is made with savory meat. In fact, I didn’t have enough salt, so I chopped up the beef jerky in the MRE and put it in. That was the identity of the ‘tasting powder’. In other words, it was as if Camilla had been scammed by the boss who had ‘simmered only vegetables’ throughout her school days.

“This? Just do it.”

Camilla was fooled again. She licks the corners of her mouth and laughs heartily.

“Hey. Let’s really live together. Huh? I’ll do the laundry, heat the bath water, and kill all the zombies. I’ll just cook. I’ll wash the dishes. This, breakfast, lunch and dinner. If you eat three meals, the world will be happy. I think I will.”

I’m sorry Camilla, but I don’t think I’m at that stage yet. I wasn’t mentally ready.

“You just learn to cook from me. I will teach you.”

“… Hey. I’m still really good at making apple pie, right? I’m really confident in that.”

“Anything made with beef is delicious.”

“You idiot? What kind of beef is apple pie…You’re kidding me!”

He smiled once and filled my half. It’s time to leave this house I haven’t been spotted by the zombies, but loitering within a kilometer is annoying. Fighting unnecessarily won’t do you any good, so you should avoid it as much as possible.

“Oh, I will wash the dishes.”

Camilla came down to the first floor with her pot instead. I put it together with a frying pan in a pre-dug pit and buried it well with soil.

“… Really, this is a wasteful house.”

Camilla looks around the house, as if she couldn’t help it.

From my point of view, the location is good.

It is a fairly large house with a farm. Even the wooden fence around the farm is set up, so if you reinforce it a little, it’s enough to stop one or two zombies.

The house itself was a bit old, but it was quite solid and even tidy as if it had been remodeled recently. Even new furniture was covered with plastic wrap.

Unfortunately, the house is half destroyed. A large truck crashed into a wall.

Judging by the skinny corpse in the driver’s seat, it seems that he lost his mind while driving while infected by a zombie.

“Well, there must be a better shelter. Let’s get a gas canister and go.”

“Yes.”

Gas cylinders were loaded into the cargo area of a 1-ton truck parked in front of the car. “One two.” The mattress was laid out beforehand, so the noise was not too loud.

“Let’s go.”

We returned to our newly saved hideout. It’s a warehouse nestled between collapsed buildings, and it’s easy to pass by thinking it’s ruins.

Even I was a little confused.

It’s not as much as Transmission Tower Forest or Lambert, but I still remember this area to some extent. Even if you don’t think of it in your head, when you go there, you’ll want to go, ‘Ah, is this place?’, A place that your body remembers.

It’s just that this world is ‘less’ ruined than I remember. The building is relatively intact, and the surroundings are different from what I remember. I couldn’t recognize it at once because I was trying to find it by contrasting with my memory.

Besides, ‘Here’s a good place I know.’ If he did anything, it would certainly raise Camilla’s suspicions.

Of course I don’t trust Camilla 100%, but she doesn’t trust me is another matter. Even if I don’t trust her, she has to trust me completely.

That way I can be safe.