STERILE: My Bottom Is A Zombie

Chapter 16: (STERILE: Last Name)

BRACKET

The sound of the table that Jilly hit shocked the two adults who were arguing. Neither Leony nor Mark thought Jilly would be out of control. Jilly had just showered Mark with a look like he wanted to skin him. But once the aggressive nature had taken over consciousness, the red-haired zombie stood up and pulled the sword from its sheath.

He grinned, growling with hostility.

Jilly was angry at whoever touched and took off her sword. Proud sword.

In the past, when he graduated to become a bodyguard, this samurai sword was a proof of graduation as well as a sign that he had been in a jade position. As a jade, he was sworn to always be with his sword until the end. Now that memory carried over until now he turned into a zombie, because that was the only thing that was most precious.

"Tell me what?! He and his sword are dangerous!" Mark evaded Jilly's attack. In Atlantis he could not move freely. Apart from not holding a gun, when Mark wanted to retaliate against Jilly's bar-bar attitude, Leony forbade it.

"Don't hit him!"

"I'm under attack and you're preventing me from retaliating? I can't believe I have a friend like you."

TRANGS

Fortunately nearby was a chair, so Mark could use it to fend off the redhead zombie attacks. It could have been him kicking Jilly, but then again 'he had to hold back.'

"He's a patient, obviously you can't retaliate let alone hit him. Use another way."

Despite his slight grumbling and cursing, Mark managed to restrain the samurai with his two palms clad in gloves. Lucky he became a military man. Gloves all STERIL members are made specifically so that they cannot be torn easily including when exposed to a sword incision. Can Mark be a little grateful?

"Rather than attacking me----what if we just go on a date?" her question was accompanied by a grinning grin.

"Basic crazy" Leony said, rolling his eyeballs. He knows that his best friend is famous for being seductive. But teasing zombies? Come onl. It was the hundredth thing Leony could imagine from a Mark Lambert, considering some of Mark's former lovers who were all beautiful and notched. So, don't expect the young man to seriously tease Jilly.

Several Atlantean staff and nurses eventually come to the aid of Commander Mark who is cornered between the wall and Jilly. As per the rules of Atlantis, aggressive zombies were brought into empty space to calm down. This is also true for patients who have undergone a stage of memory recall such as Jilly.

"Keep her away from me!" as the nurses held back and wanted to take Jilly away, Mark still yelled at her. "If you need a chain! Don't let go! Don't let me meet him or I'll .. will ...." Inadvertently Mark even saw the reflection of his face on the window glass and the look of his face grew gloomy. "Huh? Look what you're doing, Jilly! Fucking zombies! My hair is broken!"

"You're still good-looking, my God," Leony lamented. He better leave before he hears his blond best friend's narcissistic chatter.

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Mark and Jilly don't seem to get along. They have a history of encounters far from the word 'good.' They are like lions and prey. For some reason every time he meets Mark, Jilly is anxious to draw his sword. It was fortunate that they rarely met, so Atlantis would not be destroyed just because they fought. But destiny says something else.

All residents of Beltran Guido are recorded based on the retina of the eye, then their data is stored in a computer network database, so that their family identity is recorded in detail. Same with the zombie patients. After they enter Atlantis, all the zombies are re-recorded. Although they have changed, it turns out that there is still a remnant of the retina of his eye that can be identified.

Especially for rehabilitation patients, zombies are allowed to get a new surname, considering there are some retinal that can not be read because it is damaged. Some of them even have the same last name. The system is similar to adoption with the goal of having Atlantis patients gain a place in society. So that when they are declared cured, they will be reunited with their family or a new family.

At the moment the Atlantis database is being repaired whereas the report should be sent immediately to the center. There is no other way than using manual techniques. They still work on taking notes on offline networks, after which the data will be stored on an external memory and sent by a trusted courier.

"Nurse, has Jilly's surname been found?

Hurry on! My time is not much" asked one of the Atlantis staff. On top of his desk was a pile of paper. For those who are accustomed to working with the internet network, using manual means turned out to be very troublesome.

A woman in glasses repeatedly looked at the data on the tome. The book contains family names. "It has. His surname is Lamart,"

"Who? Can you repeat?" ask the woman in glasses. Suddenly the phone rings. After being picked up it turned out to be the phone from the center that continued to charge the records. "I'm sorry, sir, I was talking to my partner earlier. Fine, Sir. The data I'm working on and it'll be sent soon." The woman screamed at her friend again. "Rim, what's his surname?"

"Pearches!"

"Lame? Lambert?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The concentration of the woman was divided between hearing information from her friend and babbling from the center. The center was upset because the data that should have been sent was even melted. After apologizing repeatedly finally finished the data compiled, without him knowing the name 'Lamart' he should have written changed to 'Lambert.'

The day after, Mark went to get a salary. He plans to bring his new girlfriend to dinner. Of course he had to prepare everything perfectly. He wanted to rent a candle light dinner, eat a fancy meal, buy a bouquet of roses, and have a heart-shaped chocolate. Mark had been imagining spending a romantic evening with his new girlfriend. He imagined they would be making out and doing beautiful things.

However, his mind is extinct. As soon as he saw the ATM machine screen, his salary was reduced. The money fled to Atlantis. What's the matter? Why should the money move there?

Feeling unacceptable, Mark went straight to Atlantis to ask.

"Sorry Commander, we received a note transferring money from your account to a patient on behalf of Jilly Lambert. All of that to meet the needs of his stables that Atlantis could not support," one of the staff in the Atlantis lobby replied.

"How come? Why is my family name behind her?"

"Maybe he's your brother or sister."

"I have no brother or sister. I'm an only child."

"Is she a baby I have to adopt?!"

"Maybe he was your official partner."

"About, you! There must have been a mistake." roar Mark did not accept.

The staff looked again at the data on the computer to make it more confident. "But Commander, it says here that Jilly's last name is the same as your surname. If you don't have a blood relationship, then that means you have adopted Jilly and automatically 30% of your salary will be transferred for everyday purposes such as toys, clothes, blankets and others."

This incident is similar to a wife who deliberately stole the husband's money so that the money is not used for cheating.

I want Mark to scream out loud. He doesn't accept. Who actually put his surname behind Jilly's name without permission? Adopt a crazy Jilly-zombie who wants to slash his neck? Does he want to get into trouble by letting Jilly be a member of his family? Hope it's just prank!

Lambert's family consisted of a father, mother, and one child. Mark is an only child. When he graduated from the military, he was stationed in the city of Lazar. After several years of service, Mark was finally withdrawn to lead the Special STERIL Eastern Division.

In Lazar City there are only a handful of Lambert names with backgrounds and financial history recorded on the server. Once the family name is submitted, the machine will search for the candidate of the adopter randomly. If all data is eligible then the selected family must be willing to accept the patient.

"Can it be cancelled?" ask Mark expectantly.

"It could be, but your name just came in as a member of the Jilly family yesterday, so you have to pay a fine of 50 million for refusing the government program."

"What?!"

****

Hideo came to see the Throne as usual. A smile was engraved on his handsome face when he saw his lover sitting in front of the television. Feeling tired, tired, and sleepy as if it just disappeared. The young man then moved to the sofa and intended to sit next to his lover.

"Give me some distance, Commander. Remember that! You can't get too close to her."

Hideo screeching. "Then you're free to be close to him, right? You also have to give distance" Hideo told Nuki, the Throne nurse.

"I'm a nurse. I was given the authority to always monitor the state of the Throne, so I was given permission to be close to it."

Whether conscious or not, Nuki's answer had already offended the other side of Hideo. Hideo is typical of young men who rarely change lovers let alone play love. Unlike Mark who is easy to love, Hideo always focuses on one goal. If he's already targeting someone he's interested in, then anyone better stay away.

Because Nuki's words were a little tickling, Hideo stood up and immediately pulled the crate of clothes that Nuki was wearing. Fearless, the young man spoke in front of the nurse's face as confirmation. The tone was cold, firm, and absolute.

"I allow you to be close to MY THRONE but you must remember that he is my lover, so. take care of your eyes, keep your heart, and keep your eyes on him. Are my words understandable?"

Seeing how the North Division Commander's intimidating eyes looked, Nuki shrieked instantly. Honestly, he only considered the Throne a friend. Even if he liked the Throne, his hopes would not be realized. Whatever power, the sweet one already has and the owner is more terrible than a lion. It's better for Nuki to stay out of trouble if she wants to survive.

"Good, Commander. W-you don't have to worry. I'm just running errands. Ha. Ha. Ha." Nuki's laughter sounds more like a strangled animal. He's afraid of Commander Hideo. As soon as Hideo released his grip, Nuki instantly inhaled as much air as she had just gone into the vacuum.

"Cm ...o. De .. o," call the Throne to divert Hideo's world. The grayish-purple eyes of the Throne looked faint. Several times he rubbed his eyes. Apparently he's sleepy.

"Yes, honey. Do you want to sleep?"

The throne nodded in response.

Now the Throne can mention Hideo's name even if it is just a piece. Pleased? For sure. Be happy? Moreover. The wait and effort has not been in vain. Hideo manages to remove Jeon from the Throne's memory. Slowly but surely.

"Get me a blanket!" she asked Nuki after she sat down on the sofa. No need to repeat twice, Nuki then gives what Hideo wants. Hideo painstakingly held the blanket over his thigh until it covered the entire sofa. After everything is ready and comfortable to sleep, he then called his lover.

"here! Sleep on!" Hideo patted the sofa and coaxed the Throne.

This time the throne according. Without debate she laid her slender body with her head positioned on top of Hideo's thigh.

"Let me turn off the television," Nuki took the initiative to help. He pressed the button on the remote. In two seconds, the television that originally featured the children's special learning cartoon film darkened. "Then I go first" said Nuki afterwards.

Hideo sat quietly on the sofa. Inside that room he was just the two of them with a silent Throne-friend. The pleasant silence. And Hideo doesn't want it to end fast.

He truly loves the throne. Actually Hideo really wants to change the last name of the Throne with 'Alexander, ' but the Throne still has a father so he can not change his family name. Maybe someday this desire will come true.

Hideo looked down to see the innocent face of his lover. The sleeping throne looks like a baby. Inevitably Hideo smiled when he accidentally found the Throne was twitching his thumb.

"Darling, you're so funny. I promise I'll make you happy."

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To be continue