Samantha Arkadia: Don't come any closer— I'll swing, I swear!
Tiechi Negima: We're breathing, not biting. Put the board down.
Amea Namatsua: We just want food, not a fight. Lower the weapon.
Samantha Arkadia: Last people who said that ate my coworker alive in the pantry.
Amea Namatsua: I've already lost the only person I couldn't bear to lose. I'm not letting anyone else die in front of me.
Samantha Arkadia: Kitchen's empty… except the pantry. You can check. Just— lock it behind you.
Tiechi Negima: We'll bury them. After we eat.
Amea Namatsua: Canned beans taste like soap-land champagne after the world ends, right?
Samantha Arkadia: House rules: last survivor gets the tip jar. This bottle's older than the apocalypse— let's get drunk enough to forget tomorrow's bite forecast.
Samantha Arkadia: So this castle... how far south are we talking? Kyoto? Further?
Amea Namatsua: Past Osaka. Remote enough that the horde hasn't swarmed it. Yet.
Tiechi Negima: Boards are holding. But something's been scratching at the back door. Fresh marks.
Amea Namatsua: Mr. Mutsrugi's people fortified the walls before the first outbreak hit Tokyo. They saw it coming.
Samantha Arkadia: Your boss must be quite the planner. Most gangs I knew were too busy shooting each other to prep for apocalypses.
Amea Namatsua: Yakuza aren't gangs, maid-girl. We're family. Messy, criminal family, but when shit hits the fan, we circle the wagons.
Samantha Arkadia: You're not just associated with them. You ARE them.
Amea Namatsua: Born and raised in soap-land. My little sister never knew. Tiana thought I worked at a regular bathhouse.
Tiechi Negima: Back door's compromised. One got through the boards. Put it down, but more will follow the scent.
Samantha Arkadia: Great. My new travel companions are yakuza killers and I'm barefoot in a maid dress. My survival instincts clearly peaked at wine selection.
Amea Namatsua: We leave at dusk. Castle's got hot water, generators, and walls that actually keep monsters out. But you gotta keep up, maid-girl. We don't wait for stragglers.
Samantha Arkadia: I'm going to die because I lost my shoe budget to the zombie apocalypse.
Amea Namatsua: Don't worry. Castle's got a whole storeroom of hostess uniforms. You can die fashionable instead.