My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 191

Kisha sighed in defeat but remained firm, not giving in to Duke’s demand because she was worried about his injured shoulder and thigh. "No, sleep on your own. We can sleep together when you’re well again," she explained.

Duke then grinned devilishly. "You said it. No takebacks..."

Kisha felt choked by his statement and by Duke’s childish persistence in taking advantage of any opportunity. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at how, despite his injuries, he still had time to think of such things. This side of him was so different from the Duke she thought she knew.

"It seems you’re doing just fine and don’t need my concern," Kisha said, pretending to be angry and turning away. Duke’s mischievous grin faltered into a flustered smile. Realizing he might have pushed his luck too far, he lay down obediently, knowing that if he really upset her, Kisha might ignore him, and he didn’t want to risk how long his wife would stay mad at him.

When Kisha saw Duke lying obediently on the bed without further fuss, she smiled to herself and let him rest. Despite his playfulness, it was clear he was tired, and he fell asleep almost instantly. Kisha stayed by his side, watching over him as he slept peacefully.

Seeing Duke sleep made Kisha feel drowsy too, and without noticing, she fell asleep on the bed beside him, still facing his side. Two hours later, they were abruptly awakened by an insensitive soldier who barged into the medical tent where Aston and her team were resting. The commotion roused most of them almost instantly.

There were soldiers loudly talking outside the tent, and the sound of incoming footsteps grew louder. Kisha and the rest didn’t even have a chance to process what was happening when a middle-aged man with a round beer belly, a double chin, and thick limbs—essentially, a fatso—entered.

He entered the tent, followed by a few more men in army uniforms. They all looked intimidating and strong, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that they barged into the tent where the injured were resting with great fanfare, not even considering how the injured might feel.

He looked around the tent, and when he saw Aston, who had also been woken up by the noise and was gazing at him absentmindedly, not even attempting a greeting, the fatso narrowed his eyes in anger.

"I didn’t know Commander Aston no longer shows respect for the Minister of Defense. What, you no longer honor your responsibilities and your superiors?" the fatso said, looking at Aston condescendingly. His eyes then swept around the tent until they landed on Kisha, who stared back coldly and indifferently.

"You must be the one leading the escort while the investigation was ongoing outside?" he asked, his interest piqued not by her as an individual, but by her potential usefulness to him.

He had heard the stories about Kisha and her group: how they successfully escorted a large number of survivors through a zombie raid when the undead seemed to have gone berserk overnight. Tales of their battles described them as total killing machines, leaving nothing but pools of blood in their wake.

"And who might you be?" Kisha asked, her displeasure evident at being disturbed while she rested. Glancing at Duke to check if he was awake too, her anger softened slightly upon seeing him sleeping soundly, still holding her hand tightly. She hadn’t noticed when he had started holding it, but his grasp was firm, as though his life depended on it.

The man, clearly offended by Kisha’s lack of deference, couldn’t help but feel slighted. "I am the Minister of Defense and the leader of this shelter," he declared proudly, expecting Kisha to recognize his authority and accord him the respect he believed he deserved.

Kisha’s menacing aura filled the room, sending a chill through everyone present. It was as if an invisible force held them in place, immobilizing them with fear. Her cold, indifferent gaze added to the mounting tension, making everyone, especially the Minister of Defense, feel a palpable sense of dread. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}