I dreamed of a peaceful world.
It was a sunny day in September toward the end of the summer. I was at high school, in the middle of class—when a horde of zombies didn’t suddenly attack us, and we made it through the day like normal.
I stepped outside the school building and didn’t see zombies walking around, so I went home on the train that was in service as usual.
I got home and found that my mom and my grandparents hadn’t turned into zombies. They didn’t attack me, either, so the four of us had a pleasant chat over tea.
I stepped out of the house and didn’t accidentally run into Haruka Hyuuga, my friend’s younger sister, by the riverbank. She didn’t let me see her naked breasts—no, nothing wonderful like that happened. All I did was stare out at the river flowing below.
Of course, I didn’t go to her house where she treated me to a home-cooked meal, nor did I come across Haruka’s dad, who’d turned into a zombie.
I didn’t wander around in search of a safe base protected by a steel fence; meet other survivors named Mai Tsukishiro, Lisa Hoshimiya, and Ayumi Ichinose; and start living with them.
Contaminated water didn’t come shooting out of the faucet when Lisa was taking a bath.
The entire area didn’t suffer a power outage, and a horde of zombies didn’t attack the dorm.
Tsukishiro didn’t get bitten by a zombie trying to protect me, and I didn’t need to kiss her once every six hours.
My family was there when I got home. Dinner was served automatically. The lights went on when I flicked a switch, and clean water came out of the faucet…
Everything was calm, peaceful, and convenient—a continuation of my days of boredom in my happy dream.