March 19th. Clear skies.

Ten days have passed since the little girl proposed playing her game.

I never imagined that the little girl I’d saved out of kindness was actually the Zombie King of this city. According to her, she had merely pretended to be hunted by zombies that day. It was just one of her favorite games.

When she saw that I had rescued her and possessed the ability to control zombies, she decided to conceal her identity and stay by my side.

I was too careless. I never expected my ability to be exposed to a Zombie King the very first time we met.

The Zombie Planet’s Planetary Will never warned me, probably just to watch me make a fool of myself.

Fine, I admit it. That planetary will had succeeded.

The little girl’s ability is matter-energy conversion, allowing her to transform any part of her body into energy.

When I learned she was a Zombie King, I immediately tried to control her. But since she was already aware of my ability to control zombies, she was naturally prepared.

The moment I turned around, she detonated a single strand of hair. The explosion kicked up a cloud of dust and obscured her position, preventing me from controlling her.

When the smoke cleared, the little girl had vanished without a trace.

Just as I was about to search for her, she appeared in the distance, a megaphone in hand. She shouted at me that she had planted several strands of hair around me. If I so much as moved from my spot, she would detonate them all.

Left with no choice, I dared not budge.

However, the little girl had no intention of killing the Strength Zombie King or me. Instead, she suggested playing a game—if we won, she would allow me to control her.

What an utterly incomprehensible Zombie King. Perhaps, in her eyes, my controlling her is just another game?

The game is simple—hide-and-seek in the building where the three of us live. There can be no other zombies inside. All three of us can use our abilities, but we are forbidden from damaging the building’s structure. Catching the little girl means victory.

The game of hide-and-seek begins tomorrow. I shall rest and prepare tonight, and maybe have a little heart-to-heart with the Zombie Planet’s Planetary Will in my dreams.