Ryo awoke in the dead of night, shivering from the biting cold. He glanced over at the heater, realizing it had gone out. His eyes shifted to **Sachiko**, sleeping soundly beside him, and then to **Sayako**, the female zombie, still standing in her usual spot, seemingly unaffected by the freezing temperature.
Not wanting his companions to suffer, he silently dragged a single sofa into the room and, without hesitation, moved Sayako to sit on it. He wrapped her in a blanket to keep her still and warm, even if she didn't feel the cold. His next move was to take another blanket and carefully wrap it around Sachiko, ensuring she remained warm through the night. Protecting them both was instinctual for him.
Ryo dressed in his jacket, slung his **MP5** over his shoulder, and headed to the kitchen. Opening a bottle of liquor, he poured himself a glass, sipping it slowly. The warmth from the alcohol spread through his body, pushing away the chill for a brief moment.
