Volume 4: The Undead Chapter 170: Amachi in Shiranui (Part 1)
Before Ogata landed on the island——
Wow, wow, wow, wow…
A lone boat, buffeted by the waves, slowly approached the Butterfly Island.
The atmosphere of this boat is very different from that of the other boats.
The soldiers on the other boats, without exception, had tense expressions and were on guard against the prisoners on their boats. The boat was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
But this ship is different.
The atmosphere on this ship is... quite strange and hard to describe in words.
Although the soldiers on the ship were holding their weapons tightly and were on guard against the prisoner on their ship, no matter how hard they tried to cheer themselves up, no matter how hard they tried to adjust their facial expressions, when their eyes fell on the prisoner on their ship, their spirits, which they had finally regained, would instantly relax and their expressions would become... weird.
A soldier sitting next to the prisoner hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind.
Then he moved his butt towards the direction of the prisoner next to him, trying to get closer to the prisoner.
However, his attempt did not succeed.
The officer sitting behind him noticed his intention and kicked the lazy soldier lightly on the back.
After being stopped by his superior, the soldier could only move back in disappointment.
This young officer seems to be very law-abiding, but in fact - he is not.
The young officer was also struggling frantically.
His eyes always drifted uncontrollably to the back of the prisoner in front of him and her smooth neck.
After realizing that his fiery gaze was extremely obscene, he quickly looked away.
But not long after he looked away, his gaze seemed to have a life of its own and returned to the prisoner...
Then move away again, and then move back again.
Move away, move back again...
The soldiers on this small boat are basically in this state.
Struggling between wanting to get close to the prisoner and keeping a distance from him... the atmosphere on this boat was very strange...
Finally—the boat reached the coast.
After the boat arrived at the coast, almost all the soldiers on the boat tacitly felt the same emotion - regret.
The soldier was wondering why he was sailing so fast.
The petty officer in charge of all the soldiers on the ship drew out his wakizashi and cut the hemp rope that bound the hands of the prisoner sitting in front of him .
"Ahem..." Then he coughed softly a few times and forced himself to cheer up, "A-Ming, we have arrived at Butterfly Island."
"Hey yo!"
After the prisoner stretched his hands which were finally untied, he jumped nimbly from the boat and landed steadily on the shore.
"Thank you for your hard work along the way~"
"You're welcome... No, no! Why should I use honorifics when talking to a prisoner?"
After slapping himself several times, the young officer threw a cloth bag at his feet, a pistol and a wakizashi at the prisoner.
"Here's your luggage."
"Oh! Thank you!"
After returning the prisoner's luggage to her, the junior officer could not help asking:
"Is this pistol really your weapon? You look so delicate and fragile... can you wield this pistol?"
"It's my weapon. And I can actually wield it."
"...In that case, I won't ask any more questions. Next, here are your meals for the next few days."
"There are armor and weapons here. Do you want to wear armor or change weapons?"
"You don't need any of that~"
"Well then... I wish you good luck in martial arts, and let's go!"
As soon as the young officer finished speaking, a soldier sitting next to him looked at his superior in surprise.
"Eh? Are we going back now?"
The soldier who asked the question still had a hint of reluctance on his face.
"Nonsense!" The junior officer cast a vicious look at his subordinate, "Our mission has been completed, of course we have to go back! Turn! Turn! Go back!"
The prisoner did not leave the coast immediately. Instead, she waited until the soldiers who had escorted her to the island had left the coast and then unpacked one of her luggage - the cloth bag.
"Well... I'm lucky. Not a single part is missing."
After muttering this, the prisoner turned his head and looked at the lush forest behind him.
"Hurry up and assemble it, then... find a reliable person to use it."
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On the small boat that just transported the prisoner——
The atmosphere on this small boat was... quite heavy at this moment...
"Boss..." A soldier with his head lowered suddenly said to the young officer, "My thing is very hard right now... So hard that I'm embarrassed to stand up..."
Everyone on their ship belonged to the same team. Because they had known each other for a long time, they all called the young officer "Boss" in private.
As soon as the soldier finished speaking, he was immediately echoed by the other soldiers.
"Me too……"
"I got hard after taking one look at the prisoner..."
"I still show no signs of softening..."
"Such a beautiful woman is also a serious criminal? What a pity!"
"If you hear any rustling noises on my bed tonight, remember to pretend you didn't hear any..."
"Shut up, everyone." The young officer sighed helplessly, "Forget about the prisoner just now. Since she came to this island, it means that she is definitely not a good person."
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Time goes back to the present——
"You guys who have been hiding there watching the fight from a while ago, you can come out now."
As Ogata spoke, he slowly tightened the katana in his hand, ready to fight at any time.
As Ogata finished speaking——
"Huh? So you've already discovered me?"
--Um?
As soon as these words fell, Ogata's pupils shrank slightly uncontrollably.
--woman?
The voice coming from the bushes was that of a young woman.
And - it sounds very nice.
There was a slight rustling sound in the bushes.
Then, a young woman emerged from behind the bushes.
When the young woman appeared, Ogata immediately fixed his eyes on her and looked at her carefully.
The first impression this girl gave Ogata was that she had very beautiful eyes.
She has a pair of velvet eyes with very long upper and lower eyelashes. Even the sunlight cannot reach her pupils. These eyes are very soft and seem to be caressing you.
The pair of black eyes under her long eyelashes were staring at Ogata, with a curious light in her eyes that rippled seductively.
While Ogata was looking at her, she was also looking at Ogata generously.
