After stepping inside the house, Ryo casually draped an arm around Sachiko, guiding her into the living room. Sayako, the ever-loyal female zombie, followed silently behind them. Her presence had become a constant—wherever Ryo went, she was never far behind.
Ryo settled into the large, comfortable sofa, and as expected, Sayako positioned herself nearby. Sometimes he would direct her to sit beside him, a silent command she always obeyed without hesitation. Despite being undead, her movements were fluid and almost graceful, a testament to how far she had come under Ryo's influence. Her body was no longer stiff or awkward like the typical zombies; instead, her limbs moved with an eerie smoothness, as if she were still alive.
Sachiko took her usual spot next to Ryo, her body leaning into his, enjoying the quiet intimacy they shared. She cast a glance at Sayako, who remained still, her white eyes fixed on Ryo, waiting for his next command.
