Lazy people raise corpses in the last days

Morris never expected that his own zombies would pick up people one day, and it wasn't for eating.

"Who are they?" Maurice asked blankly, since one of them was still a child, he used to be a dance teacher and asked in a more gentle and polite way.

"Sister, and..." Gorno tilted his head and said in an uncertain tone, "Sister's dinner?"

Morris raised his eyebrows. He knew that a zombie whose IQ had not yet reached the passing line could not explain clearly, so he walked up to the girl and asked, "Aren't you a zombie? My name is Morris. How about you?"

"Idaleva Andreyevna Peshkova." The blue-eyed little girl with light blond hair gave her full name.

Morris, who had a rough understanding of Russian naming methods, thought that this might really be Gorno's younger sister when he was a human being. It would be easier to confirm if it wasn't for the popular name of Gorno's father named Andrei.

Thinking of this, Morris couldn't help but look back at Gorno with a blank face, and then asked: "Gorno, do you still remember your past?"

Perhaps Morris' tone was not friendly, Gorno immediately showed a very innocent expression, then shook his head firmly, and said, "I only remember Morris!"

Ida looked at her brother, then at Maurice, instead of getting angry, she asked curiously, "Brother... is this... sister-in-law?"

"No," replied Maurice solemnly, "it's the owner."

The girl who already knew her brother's identity as a zombie from previous discoveries and conversations asked him nervously, "You feed brother...cannibal?"

"No." Morris thought for a while and explained: "Look at those cats raised on the farm. Their owners don't feed them. They find mice to eat by themselves."

Ida, who felt baffled, didn't want to pursue this matter with Morris again. She returned to Yubina and looked at Morris expectantly: "Can you save her? Or let her be like a brother..."

Maurice shook his head. If he had a way, Gorno wouldn't turn into a zombie... Besides, he didn't know how Gorno became like this...

Ida lowered her head in frustration, stroking Yubina's pale face with her thin white hands, watching her breath become weaker and weaker, and finally she died and sat up again.

The girl ran into the bathroom of the hotel room and took out a bath towel to wipe the blood on the zombie Ubina's body. During this time, Gorno ran out again, not knowing what she wanted to do.

"You won't be attacked by zombies?" Morris sat on the bed, looking at the brown-haired female zombie who was obediently letting the girl play.

Ida carefully straightened Ubina's stiff hair and braided it. After a slight nod, she stopped responding.

After about an hour, Gorno came back with a very handsome man on his shoulders.

"Posey!" Ida whispered, with a look of disgust on her face.At the same time, Yubina stood up abruptly, wanting to go forward to bite, but she dared not open her mouth because of Gorno's aura.

High-level zombies are food protectors, Yubina instinctively understands this.

"Posey... is jealous that Ubina is his lover's fiancée, so he has always wanted to harm her." Ida explained: "We were very careful when we came out with him this time, but he plotted against him. The hole in his body was created by his ability... I never thought that my brother would be able to catch him back."

Gorno carried Percy out the door and into the next room, and Ubina followed.

Twenty minutes later, the two zombies came back, Yubina's mouth was covered with fresh blood, and Gorno looked no different from before she went out.

Of course, it just "looks".

That night, the little girl was with her zombie sister at the opposite door, and Morris still lived in the same room with Gorno.

For some reason, Maurice somewhat rejected the contact between Gorno and Ida. There was always a strange feeling that his friend...that guy who only looked at him would be snatched away...

Morris was in a daze for so long that when he noticed Gorno, he was already sitting on the sofa and wiping his hair.

Is it an illusion?Under the candlelight, Gorno seemed to have a more calm and determined feeling than before. Those deep and peaceful eyes attracted his attention for a long time.

Wait, rub your hair?

Maurice looked at Gorno in shock, and asked, "Did you go take a shower by yourself?!"

You must know that although Gorno can do a lot of things now, Maurice has never tried to teach him such troublesome things that have nothing to do with zombie instincts like taking a bath—so Gorno usually takes a week or more to do in the owner's room. Give him full authority to clean his body once—never let him go to his own bed.

Gorno raised his eyes to look over, hummed softly, his nasal voice was sexy, and his expression was an unprecedented half-smile.

It's strange... Maurice lowered his head, his light chestnut hair ran across his collarbone, he felt his heart beating faster in his chest, and his fingertips picked at the seams of his trousers intermittently.

Gorno put down the towel, walked to the bed and sat down, suddenly stretched out his arms and strangled Morris' neck with his arms, pulling the thin young man's body back.

"Although I'm glad you kept your promise, but...do you treat me like a dog or a slave these days, huh?" Gorno asked in a low voice in Maurice's ear, with a hint of a smile in his tone.

Maurice frowned, and reached out to pull Gorno's arm away, but failed. It was Gorno who let go of his arm to regain his freedom.

Gorno was wrapped in a bath towel and naked on his upper body. At this moment, Gu Zi stood by the window, not afraid of the cold, looking at the dark sky in the distance for a long time.

After a long time, he suddenly asked a question.

"Aren't you going to sleep? By the way, I remember you used to sleep at night, but after I turned into a zombie, you rarely slept... Are you sleepy?"

Maurice froze for a moment, then felt relieved, and replied truthfully: "I don't need to sleep, it's just how I am born... Sometimes I just lie in a daze when I have nothing to do, isn't it weird?"

Gorno looked back at him, and there were many things in his eyes that Morris didn't understand.

"No, it's good." The quasi-F-rank zombie's handsome face once again showed that half-smile expression, but this time, Morris felt a little disgusted.