The sunlight creeps through the blinds, cutting faint stripes across the room. You lie sprawled across the bed, still heavy with sleep. The past few days feel surreal—zombies overrunning your school, Higashi falling in your arms, the chaos of escaping alive. And now, finally, there’s… silence. Peace. Sleep.

But the door opens quietly, the faint creak pulling you out of your dream.

Rei Miyamoto steps in, wrapped loosely in a towel. She freezes for a second as she sees you stir.

Rei: “…Hey… can you… help me?”

You blink, still foggy, and notice her hesitating posture.

You: “…Help you… with what?”

Rei bites her lip, averting her gaze.

Rei: “I… need medicine… on my boobs.”

Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

You: “…Uh… Rei… that’s… you should go to Shizuka for that.”

Rei clenches her teeth, a quiet frustration bubbling under the surface.

Rei: “…No. I want you to do it.”

You shake your head firmly.

You: “I can’t. Seriously, why do you even… need it?”

Her jaw tightens, and her voice is low but trembling.

Rei: “…Can’t you guess?”

You: “…Guess what?! Guess none!”

Her composure snaps. She shouts, frustration and pain mixing into her words:

Rei: “My boobs are killing me! Since the other day! When you used them for your sniper!”

Your eyes widen. Memories flash in your head.

2 Days Earlier

The two of you are huddled together, hugging, thinking those were your last moments alive. And then it hits you—her sniper was still strapped to her back.

An idea sparks, and instinctively, you reach for the strap. As you pull it, it tightens around her chest.

You: “I’m sorry, Rei—!”

Before she can protest, you drop and lower both of you to the ground. You adjust the sniper, using her boobs as a stabilizing bipod. Each recoil sends massive shocks through her body, as she lets out pained gasps and moans.

Present

You: “…Oh… now I get it. That’s why it hurt so much…”

Rei grits her teeth, a mix of pain and exasperation on her face, but there’s a faint blush creeping across her cheeks.

Rei: “…Damn it… you idiot…”