My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 139

Since Kisha and the rest had completed the Reconnaissance Mission they took from the bulletin board in exchange for supplies and had successfully rescued Duke’s family, it was time for them to return to the shelter. They needed to assess the situation, ensure the shelter was secure, and determine if further cleaning was required.

Additionally, Kisha still needed to stay in the shelter for 25 more days to complete her S-class mission.

After ensuring that all preparations were complete, Vulture and Tristan prepared breakfast while Kisha worked on the disguises. By the time Kisha finished their disguises just before dawn, breakfast was ready. Despite the constant threat of zombies, Kisha’s team always ensured they had three meals a day. No matter how busy they were, they always found a place to eat and maintain their strength.

Vulture and Tristan prepared soup and pancakes for everyone, including Clyde’s group, who would be joining them on the journey back to the shelter. The entire team prioritized getting ample rest and eating properly to ensure they wouldn’t feel weak during any upcoming battles.

Even those without an appetite were compelled to eat, understanding the necessity of maintaining their strength and not becoming a burden to the group.

Duke, on the other hand, stuck close to Kisha, as if he were afraid she might disappear from his sight at any moment. His family watched and laughed, amused by the couple’s dynamic that resembled a mother hen and her chick strutting around the room. Duke’s large stature made the scene even funnier, as he followed Kisha like a lost puppy.

His parents found it especially amusing, as Duke had never been this clingy even as a child. He had always acted like a cold-faced adult, so seeing him behave this way was new and endearing to them.

"My dear wife, could you check my disguise again? I think my left eye isn’t covered properly," Duke asked as he strutted over to Kisha, pointing to his left eye. Despite his intimidating disguise, his concern made him seem almost comical. Kisha, equally imposing, completed the duo’s comedic effect as they displayed their affection in front of everyone.

Onlookers felt as if they were being force-fed "dog food" by the couple’s antics, which had been ongoing since yesterday.

"There’s nothing wrong with it. How many times do I have to check it, hmm?" Kisha raised her eyebrows in amusement. She noticed that Duke always stared hungrily at her lips whenever she got close to examine his so-called ’missing eye.’ She knew he was doing this on purpose to tempt her, even in front of their people. She couldn’t help but feel shy, wondering what was going on inside Duke’s head.

Duke showed no signs of embarrassment, behaving like a hooligan even in front of his parents and grandfather. She wondered if this was a new side of Duke or if it had always been there, hidden from her for years. Despite his antics, she found herself strangely drawn to him, appreciating both his carefree demeanor and the seriousness he had exhibited in their past life.

Yet, what mattered most was that he now belonged to her. So, she indulged him once more, allowing him to sit so she could check his disguise. However, as he sat down, his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her onto his lap.

"Sit here. You’ll get a better view from up close," Duke declared, a triumphant smile gracing his lips, laced with mischief.

Kisha shook her head in resignation, a soft chuckle escaping her lips, which tugged at Duke’s heartstrings in just the right way. "Aren’t you being mischievous again?" Kisha teased, running her fingers through Duke’s hair with a hint of indulgence.