"Boss, communications are still down."
Fatty came to Iwao, looking dejected.
"No surprise," Iwao said, waving his hand.
Kira had already checked his own comms—he’d lost all signal since arriving, as though the town was sealed off from the outside world.
"Let’s go over the plan."
Iwao spread a map on the table and explained to Kira.
"We’d already decided on an operation, but now that we have a powerful duelist like you, we can adjust our teams for better odds.
Here’s the goal: we’re getting everyone out of here, survivors and all, using that train."
He pointed at a train on the tracks. Warm light glowed from the windows; people moved about inside, as if it were a makeshift camp.
"But to move it, we need to restore power and get the traffic control system running."
Iwao pointed at two red circles on the map.
"That’s the power station. The zombies took it over—it’s probably their main base, and there’s likely a really tough one there."
"A dueling zombie?" Kira asked.
"Yeah. We had two strong duelists try to break through, but neither made it back."
Iwao’s face darkened. He turned to Kira solemnly.
"If things go wrong, you run. Don’t try to be a hero. Got it?"
"No worries. I’ll be fine," Kira answered easily.
Iwao frowned.
He had a feeling Kira was answering quickly, but not taking it seriously.
"Alright. The power station will be dangerous, so I’ll go myself. You’re strong—you’re with me.
But remember: if I say run, you run. Got it?"
"Sure," Kira said. "But is there anything else besides the power station?"
"Of course. Even with power, we need to restore the control system. Another team will handle that."
He turned to Mai: "That’s your job."
Mai shrugged, arms folded.
"If there’s no problem, that’s the plan."
Iwao rolled up the map.
"It’s all or nothing. Everyone has to make it out alive."
At dinner, everyone gathered under the dim lights, chatting and eating. The food wasn’t great, but in these circumstances, it was enough.
"How about it? Think you can do it?" Mai appeared behind Kira.
"Who, me?" Kira shifted over to give her a seat.
"Who else?" Mai sat down, staring at him for a moment. "I know you’re strong, but you still seem... well, young. This kind of thing..."
"No problem. I’ve been through worse," Kira smiled.
"Guess I was overthinking it," Mai nodded. "Still, you feel like someone who’s really been tempered by battle. And you’re so young...
Anyway, let’s hope tomorrow’s operation goes smoothly, and we all get out together."
"Actually, I’m not sure I’m leaving," Kira said.
Mai looked at him in surprise. "You’re not... You want to stay in this hellhole?"
"Yeah," Kira shrugged.
Mai met his gaze, thinking for a moment.
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