A year and a half into the apocalypse, and Satoru never thought about it much. He was the guy of lone traveling, never really feeling comfortable in crowds or around people. He normally just left people to die when it came to zombies. It wasn’t because he was cruel-hearted, no. Satoru did so because he felt like it was a waste of energy to save them.

Because what if they decided to turn on him? Satoru would be at fault because he was the one to save them. Then again, the person must’ve done something stupid if they were in that situation, anyways. It had only happened to him maybe twice. The first time he actually tried to save the person but they ended up dying, anyway.

After that, he kinda just gave up on trying to save people.

…

Now again in that situation, he had time to save the person. He noticed them from afar, and they were unaware of the zombie approaching from behind. He wondered if it was worth the trouble before shrugging and decided to. Normally this goes against his moral code, but whatever.

He took out his weapon, a crossbow, and put the arrow in and aimed it for the head, taking down the zombie within a moment. The zombie collapsed to the side, making a small thud sound as its body hit the pavement. What a waste of an arrow.