Became A Necromancer In a Zombie World

The means I chose to safely transport Yoo Ha-yeon to the department store was a vehicle. Specifically, a van that could seat multiple people.

Acquiring a vehicle wasn't as hard as one might think.

In a city thrown into chaos by the zombie outbreak, it was common for people to abandon their cars and flee.

The problem was navigating through the roads blocked by such abandoned cars to find a vehicle in a less congested area.

Fortunately, there was a van parked by the roadside that seemed just right for our needs.

However, there was already a passenger inside.

Uhh, uh uh uh.

"Oops, excuse me."

Like in a car theft game, if I removed the current occupant, the car would be mine.

'Let's see, this is the accelerator... and this must be the brake.'

I have a driver's license.

I got my Class 1 regular license right after turning twenty.

Although I've never owned a car, making it more of a "closet license," driving isn't that complicated if you don't consider the risk of scratching or crashing.

You just start the engine, shift to drive, release the brake, and then accelerate with the gas pedal, or stop with the brake.

Having practiced enough, I drove smoothly along the empty roads to the one-room apartment where Yoo Ha-yeon was.

Luckily, there was an unobstructed route by car from the apartment complex to the department store.

Of course, there was the hassle of moving parked cars along the way.

Still, I could transport Yoo Ha-yeon in one go.

"This... parking is harder."

I reversed the van to align its rear with the entrance of the apartment building.

The plan was for Yoo Ha-yeon to quickly get into the car through the trunk.

'I should also clear out some zombies around...'

Of course, I had pushed any nearby zombies as far away as possible.

Now, preparations were complete.

"Did you pack everything?"

"...Yes."

Yoo Ha-yeon answered with a trembling voice, still looking anxious.

No matter how much she tried to follow my instructions, her natural fear was inevitable.

"Are you very scared?"

"Ah, no! I'm okay!"

I had asked out of consideration, but it seemed Yoo Ha-yeon took it differently, waving her hands in alarm.

Then, with slightly moist eyes, she looked up at me as if she might cry and suddenly hugged me tightly.

"Mister, I really trust you. ...So please don't abandon me."

"Okay, okay. As long as you trust and follow me, I'll never abandon you."

To reassure her, I patted her head, and Yoo Ha-yeon hugged me even tighter.

As our bodies pressed together, I felt the softness of Yoo Ha-yeon's entire body.

Especially her chest, which was remarkably soft and bouncy.

Feeling a bit aroused, I grabbed her butt with the hand that wasn't patting her head.

"...Mister, you pervert."

"It's just that your body is too sexy."

Physical contact can calm a person's heart.

Especially since Yoo Ha-yeon's affection for me was over 70%.

While I wasn't sure how much that equated to in human relationships, it was skin-to-skin contact with someone who had a high level of fondness for me.

Yoo Ha-yeon, who had been clinging to me, now looked more relaxed.

"Okay, let's get going. Move."

"Yes, yes!"

Bang.

Following the plan, Yoo Ha-yeon safely got into the back seat of the van on the first floor.

Then, I leisurely moved to the driver's seat and started the engine.

"Hey, Mister... can I sit next to you?"

She probably meant the passenger seat.

"No, stay in the back. There's something you need to do."

"Something to do?"

It was a very important task.

More fundamental than searching for survivors or finding virgins or beautiful female slaves.

"Kyaaaaah━!!"

"Oh, that's good. Maybe scream a bit louder."

"Eeek!! Mister!! Can't we go faster!"

"It's fine, don't worry."

It was a decoy operation for zombies.

-Uh uh uh...

-Kuaaaah

-Guk, keuk, uhk

I had Yoo Ha-yeon sit in the middle of the back seat and opened all the windows.

The strategy was to have her scream to attract zombies.

'This way, we'll gather over twenty zombies by the time we reach the department store.'

The reason for this was to gather zombies for enhancing my crystal, and also to strengthen the security around the department store by attracting more zombies.

Initially, I planned to do it alone, but zombies showed no interest in me, making it inefficient.

However, this method could attract a large number of zombies at once.

"Mister━!! They're getting close! Kyaaah! They're right behind us━!!"

Yoo Ha-yeon, almost in tears, screamed as I had instructed.

So, the zombies around us began to slowly crawl towards the van, like children following a disinfection vehicle.

"It's fine, just keep screaming and don't worry."

"Kyaaaaah━!!"

Is she really just doing this because I told her to?

Her screams sounded genuinely terrified.

It might seem reckless, but it wasn't as dangerous as it looked.

The route I chose had fewer zombies, and the zombies in this world moved slowly, lumbering towards us.

Thus, by controlling the speed of the van, I could lure them without them becoming a threat to Yoo Ha-yeon.

If we were surrounded by zombies...

'Then I'll get out and deal with them.'

Yoo Ha-yeon would stay in the car, and I'd handle them one by one, though it was a hassle.

Yoo Ha-yeon, unaware of this plan, screamed in fear.

Good job, my slave.

. . .

"Huh, uuuh, Mister..."

Upon reaching the third floor of the parking lot and getting out of the van, Yoo Ha-yeon was in tears.

She must have been really scared.

Given her fear of leaving her home without food, stepping out this time must have taken a lot of courage.

"You did well. Thanks to you, it was very helpful."

"...Did I really help you, Mister?"

Her eyes widened in surprise at the praise for her bravery.

"Of course, it was something I couldn't have done without you."

"..."

Hearing my sincere praise, Yoo Ha-yeon blushed and bowed her head.

"I'm glad..."

"Glad about what?"

"I thought... you were trying to torment me, Mister."

Indeed, to someone unaware, it might have looked like I was just tormenting her for no reason.

Why gather zombies, a clear danger?

It must have felt like harassment.

"That's not it, so don't worry. Come on, let's go."

After clarifying her misunderstanding, I extended my hand.

There was much to do inside the department store now.

Yoo Ha-yeon, wiping her tears, took my hand.

"Kyaa!"

"Are you okay?"

Then she suddenly sat down.

"S-sorry... my legs gave out..."

After being surrounded by zombies in the car, it's understandable she'd be tense.

I felt a bit sorry.

"I'll help you walk. Can you stand?"

"Yes, yes... Can I lean on you?"

"Of course, follow carefully."

Yoo Ha-yeon, unable to stand properly, leaned on me as we walked.

I supported her by holding her shoulder and arm, making it easier for her to walk.

'Oh... this feels quite...'

Her body naturally pressed against mine, her breasts pushing against my side.

The soft, warm sensation sent blood rushing to my groin.

"Wow..."

As we entered the department store, Yoo Ha-yeon's eyes sparkled, forgetting she had been crying.

The third floor, filled with bedding and household items, was free of zombies thanks to my efforts.

It was much more spacious and comfortable than her one-room apartment.

"Are we going to live here from now on...?"

Yoo Ha-yeon asked in disbelief.

"Yes, because you trusted and followed me. You won't go hungry anymore."

I wondered what her reaction would be when she saw the vast amount of food in the basement.

She looked up at me with a touched expression.

"Mister..."

"Why are you about to cry again?"

"Huh, but I'm so grateful..."

The timid slave, tears streaming again, buried her face in my chest and sobbed.

She must have felt overwhelmed, having survived what she thought was certain death.

She probably never expected such a comfortable place.

The uncertainty of where we'd end up, whether it would be safe, must have been terrifying.

But arriving at a place better than expected must have reassured her.

"Mister, thank you so much. Uuh, for saving me, really, thank you."

"You know it's not for free, right? I'm not that kind-hearted. I'll need a lot of help from you."

"Yes...! I'll do whatever you ask! I'll follow all your orders!"

What a commendable answer from my slave.

I patted her head with satisfaction.

Yoo Ha-yeon blushed and looked away shyly.

But she pressed her body closer to me, as if inviting more.

Ah... this is hard to resist.

"Ha-yeon, can I ask for my first favor?"

"...Yes?"

Yoo Ha-yeon looked up at me cautiously.

Her tear-streaked cheeks and moist eyes looked at me with beauty.

Every time I saw her, I was reminded of her beautiful face.

"Put your hands on the bed over there and lift your hips."

We were in the bedding section.

There were beds everywhere, meaning we could lie down anywhere.

Yoo Ha-yeon, understanding my intention, lowered her gaze in embarrassment.

Her eyes then fell on my bulging crotch.

Surprised, she hurried to a nearby bed.

"Like this?"

She placed her hands on the bed and lifted her hips.

'Damn, this is hot.'

A college girl barely twenty.

Prettier than any idol, she complied with my command, sticking out her butt.

She was wearing a white t-shirt and black training pants.

The design accentuated her leg lines, and as she lifted her hips, her buttocks and thighs were clearly outlined.

Training pants for ease of movement.

For some reason, I found this casual attire sexier on a pretty girl than any dressed-up outfit.

Maybe because it carried a sense of everyday life.

I approached Yoo Ha-yeon, who had bent over, and caressed her raised buttocks.

"Kyaa...!"

Not used to a man's touch, she let out a small scream as my hand made contact.

Her embarrassed face looked at me.

Enjoying her gaze, I quickly pulled down her pants.

━Swoosh.

Her pale, round, and enticing buttocks appeared before my eyes.

"You wore sexy panties? Were you thinking I'd take them off?"

"...Please don't ask that."

Her underwear was white with lace.

And at the center, where the panties were supposed to cover her, they were soaked, turning a different shade of gray.

Swoosh, squelch.

I moved my hand from her buttocks to the wet spot on her panties.

Her juices had soaked through, wetting my hand as well.

"So, what's this? Why are you so wet?"

I pressed her panties against her pussy, showing her my wet hand.

Her scent, uniquely feminine, wafted up as I got close.

"That's... um..."

To my question, Yoo Ha-yeon turned her head, blushing.

"You should answer properly, didn't I teach you? Since when were you wet?"

Squelch, squelch.

"Ahh, hnn... Since, since we got out of the car..."

"Since we got out?"

When she trailed off, I teased her pussy more.

Squelch, squelch.

"Ahh! Since, since Mister, haaang! praised me, I got wet...!"

She had been wet much earlier than I thought.

I assumed it started when she was close to me for support.

"Hmm, if you're this wet, you must want something, right?"

"...Ahh, that's... um..."

Squelch, squelch.

"Tell me what you want. I'll give it to you."

I slid her panties aside, inserting a finger into her dripping hole.

Her pussy easily swallowed my finger, and soon, it twitched and made lewd sounds.

"Ahhh!"

Her shoulders trembled, and her pussy clenched around my finger.

Did she just cum?

"What do you want?"

I whispered to her as she trembled with heavy breaths, one hand on her pussy, the other squeezing her breast.

Yoo Ha-yeon, with slightly teary eyes, looked at me shyly.

"Please, ram your cock in me♥"

"Good girl."