One day, as I was walking home, a girl came out of nowhere.
"Hello, who are you?", I said.
"My name is Shiro the Zombie Maou, what can I do for you?" She said calmly.
"Wait, you are a zombie," I said.
"Yes, I am the Zombie Maou herself." She said.
Later, in my household.
"Sona, I'm home," I said.
'Brother, what did you get?' I saw a girl. Are you in love?" She joked with me.
'My name is Anoa Chan. Only Zombie King Shiro and my half-zombie sister are allowed amongst us as zombies. 'I am sixteen,' I told Shiro.
'I'll tell you my name again, my name is Shiro the Zombie, don't mind me.
"', Shiro-dono, where are you?" A voice said.
It was a Thursday afternoon and our teacher gave us a big Japanese test.
"It's quite difficult," I said.
Later on.
Wait, I didn't pass the test.
Hi, my name is Sinay the Vampire ... Bodyguard for Shiro, the zombie lord? What are you waiting for?" the person said.
Later, around 8pm, Shiro was talking to Sona and wanted to come to my house.
"Okay, I'll come," Shiro said over the phone.
Around 8:30pm, my sister had just returned home with Shiro, the Great Zombie King.
It was quiet until the doctor came into the house.
"Where's White? 'I need her for next week's zombie game,' said the teacher.
'Why?
'Because she's the king of the zombies, and we can put her on the zombie team.'
'Okay. ... 'You win, teacher,' I said.
On the day of the game.
In this game there are real zombies in the zombie team and my sister is in that team.
Then we started the game.
"Why do you use paint guns?" I asked my teammate, "Because they are from our team."
"Because they're from school wearing zombie masks," they said.
A few minutes later.
Shiro sneaked up behind me and attacked me, spraying me with a paint gun.
"Shiro, you beat our team, you won the game," I said.
" Geez, you're a good one. ... But let me cook -" she said.
Then one female pupil opened her mouth.
"No, don't let them eat it," Alice said, looking at my things.
Later, when we returned home, Alice had come to cook dinner for us.
'Anoa San, you almost revealed your real gender…' She said, and stopped mid-sentence.
'Alice baka read my birth record, and it clearly states that I am a male born with a female body. ...'
"W-w-wait, that's the newer record. The first one says I was born a girl. Why was I born with the wrong gender?" I told her.
Alice then served us a meal.