So how is my relationship with my father? Our relationship is pretty good, honestly. Though just like any other father, he too has some expectations of me... like most fathers have too many expectations of their sons, my dad is rather quiet... not that pressurizing?
He likes to keep things simple and in general he lets us do whatever we want as long as it is morally correct. But if there is one thing that he expects from us, that is to be a man and not just some coward who runs with their tail in between their legs.
When he heard the fact that I got infected with an HIV injection, he was in a frenzy. Not only was he disappointed in that guy who did that to me, but also calling me weak and pathetic to let something like that happen to me.
While I did explain him things, as to why I didn't have an inkling of an idea when I had been drugged with a sleeping pill and stuff, still he said if I had done this and that beforehand, I could have avoided the situation altogether.
'He was just worried about me,' I thought as I clearly saw through his words and expressions. I bet he cried that night too... sigh...
Things settled down, but then he gradually started avoiding me more and more, probably because he felt embarrassed for thrashing on me. I know my father, he won't get angry usually, but when he does, he speaks whatever comes to his mind. And once he calms down, he regrets it really badly.
'I could have made the situation better just by talking to him, but because I was down and tired and everything. I decided to take a break and avoid as much conversation as possible,' I recalled the reasons why I did what I did.
"How far are we from the place, son?" Dad asked as he looked at me with a bit of a tired face. I observed him before looking at the map as I spoke,"about 15 kilometers more."
Well, what happened was that, actually we were going to start moving to the Libra building immediately yesterday, but looking at the people being exhausted and all, Dad said that it would be better to move after sunrise. He also added that walking during the night wouldn't be safe, compared to walking during the day.
At first, I was going to convince him to not do that, but then I decided that it was fine. This way, I can catch up with my father on a few things while also visiting the [Second Space] on the pretext of sleeping. That way, if I get 8 hours of 'sleep' I can spend about 12 days within the [Second Space] practicing the sword art that Rhea was trying to teach me.
Within that time frame, I managed to reduce the time frame of that 'perfect' strike to 16 hours from the previous 20 hours. Other than that, I got my Crona up to 8500 before upgrading that [E-Grade Zombie Worker] to [Lesser D-Grade Zombie Worker].
This way I should get 25 Cronas from that guy, making it a total of 16 Cronas per hour now.
'Next is to upgrade the housing limit,' I thought as I looked at the crowd behind taking a break on their own, since they found me stopped along with dad.
Well, we took off right in the morning as soon as we saw the first light of the morning.
With the help of my map, I could easily find the way back to that place. Based on my calculations, it should take about another 5-6 hours to walk to reach that place by foot.
As for the food and water, those ruffians did collect a lot of food and weapons, so it solved one of our problems. However, one thing that concerned me was,
'I wonder how William and the others are faring.'
I mean, they should have long since reached the army base and knowing Alissa, William and Caroline, they would have returned back to Libra building. Because of how strong Willam is, the others might have tried their best to stop them, but honestly, they don't hold the power to do that.
'I hope they don't take a step which might cost both their legs,' I pondered before turning to the others,
"What are you guys doing? The zombies are approaching from behind."
Hearing my voice, a tense atmosphere developed before everyone stood up and looked at dad. Dad observed my serious face before he nodded and then spoke out,
"Come on, lads. Being tired is better than being dead."
All of them got up with a tired yet motivated expression before they began walking again and, once again, I began leading them. It had already been 6 hours since we were walking. Kind of a long way we have come.
I have been killing any or all zombies approaching us, and honestly, there wasn't much problem at all. Even the fact that zombies were following us was totally a lie. I killed most of the zombies close and far around us.
Normally, I would have simply guided them to the base, but because there was dad... oh! I have already said that once. Anyways...
For the next 6 hours, we kept walking, and it was about time for night to arrive as well. Though we were more or less close to the location we had to reach, and in the next 30 minutes or so, we even reached that place.
It wasn't like I did nothing during the time I was walking. Usually, I asked my father to take over things on the pretext of taking care of the incoming zombies that I was going to deal with. And moving a few 100 meters away from them, I went to [Second Space] to harvest my Cronas.
And just like that, I had collected another 6800 Cronas while I was traveling.
"Michael!!!" I heard the shout of a blonde girl as she ran towards me and
-Thud!
Hugged me as hard as she could. Her large breasts pressed against my chest, making the other men look at me with pure jealousy. As if that wasn't enough, another pink haired girl ran at me and hugged me as well before moving Alissa away from me a little.
"Looks like I made you both a bit worried," I spoke as I patted their heads and then both looked at me with worried eyes before I heard a voice,
"Brother, we have a situation... an odd one."
It was William. He looked so serious that it reminded me of Valentine's Day.
"Smile a little, will you? Look who I found," I smiled as I pointed at dad and as William observed him, his serious expression washed away and a joyful expression replaced it. He ran towards Dad and hugged him tightly. Meanwhile, I asked my two little girls,
"What happened?"
I was smiling, but it was anything but a bright smile at this moment.
"Well... better if you go inside and see for yourself," spoke Alissa with an unamused expression and looking at her behaving like that, I got even more curious. Caroline looked like she wanted to speak something, but Alissa's expression stopped her from speaking anything.
"Ah! Look who we have here. The center of all-" I heard a familiar voice of a familiar face and...
"I'll give you 1 minute to leave from here or else you will die," I spoke without any hesitation as I looked at that guy.
General Pasture, one of the heads of the military whom I asked... no... begged for help during Valentine's Day.
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