"Zombies that can talk... like you?"
Facing the inquiry from the blonde zombie, the purple-clad girl paused, then she and the other three exchanged glances before they shook their heads after a moment of silence.
"Sorry, we haven't seen any..."
"Tch, another miss?"
Hearing the purple-clad girl's response, the blonde zombie discontentedly reached up to scratch her head, and aside from her somewhat terrifying face, she now seemed more like a delinquent girl.
"So I told you, Little Saki, your method simply isn't reliable!"
At this moment, another zombie, who looked like a child around eleven or twelve years old, couldn't help but speak up.
"What's sneaking into a zombie horde to quietly slip in and find people? It still turned out useless, didn't it?"
"Stop it, runt, what could I do, given how we look now? Do you think we could infiltrate the Umbrella building? Do you want to be dissected or dismembered?"
"I don't want either!!"
"Alright, you two stop arguing."
