Zombie Queen transmigration into a book
Chapter 33: Why aren’t you normal thieves?

Chapter 33: Why aren’t you normal thieves?

’Money, Money, Money,’ she hummed in her mind, assuming they were thieves like those ones she encountered in the dungeon.

’They came right on time, Author Sama. Thank you for giving me such a golden finger to attract thieves. ｡ﾟ( ﾟ^∀^ﾟ)ﾟ｡, meat money here I come.’

Her mind buzzed with thoughts of how much money she could get from them. Meanwhile, the men focused on how much fun they’d have with the petite woman.

Each of them had conflicting thoughts, but they were all heading toward the same place.

Eva reached the restroom, she turned the knob and entered inside.

After a minute, the door was opened, and five men walked in as well; the leader of the group locked the door.

The small room became cramped as the men entered. Eva stood by the sink, pretending to wash her hands.

’Act natural, don’t be too forward or they might escape.’ Eva thought to herself, turning to them with a surprised face.

"Miss, let big brothers have some fun." The leader leered, his eyes stripping her from top to bottom causing Eva’s body to be prickled with disgust.

They circled her, making her feel uncomfortable. "Are you not going to ask me for my space bag?" She asked with a confused expression (´･_･`).

The five men paused and exchanged glances, this wasn’t the response they were supposed to receive. Where was the fear, the running and begging they expected?

"Miss, pull-"

"Pah!" His hands going for her body were slapped away by Eva.

’’Don’t get touchy. Do your work right. Is this your first time robbing someone?’’ Eva said in an exasperated tone. Her gaze made them feel foolish as if they still had much to learn.

The leader snapped, "Yo, miss. We’ll do this the hard way. Hold her down!" his eyes filled with lust, Eva had glimpsed from that creep.

"Are you that type of creep?" Eva’s tone was filled with so much disappointment. Was her hair giving creeps the green light to attack her? ’Tut, I thought I had a golden finger or something. Such disappointment (｡-_-｡)’

"Why aren’t you normal thieves? Haaa..." Eva sighed, dodging away from their outstretched hands, she slammed a knee into the nearest man’s joint.

’’Crack!’’ the sound echoed through the room, the pain registered in the man’s brain and he fell to the ground in a shrill scream.

The others turned serious. The lady was a bit skilled; they winched from physiological pain when they saw the man’s awkward bent knee.

Eva’s anger flared as her eyes laid on the men; her earlier happiness was short-lived because of these creeps.

She popped her knuckles and dashed towards the standing men; she punched one directly in the throat, causing him to choke with a flushed face.

Dodging an attack from the side, her hands grasped his neck, slamming him on the sink. A sickening crack echoed through the room.

"Argh!!" His shrill screams were heard from the outside. A middle-aged woman who wanted to use the restroom was startled by such a painful scream.

The person must have an extreme case of Hemorrhoids. Her knocking hand retracted; she would come back later.

Inside the room, the leader was able to land a hit on Eva’s stomach, disorienting her a little, which gave the other man a chance to hold her down.

The leader was heaved, furious when he saw his men on the ground, one was bleeding furiously by the sink while the other two were paralyzed by pain on the ground.

"I wonder if you taste as good as the other woman, I will make sure you scream with pain." The man taunted, pulling off his clothes, unaware Eva’s expression grew colder by his words.

The other man holding her down snickered as well. He leaned in for a kiss, but Eva slammed her knees into his side, pain forcing him to release his hold.

She flipped over, slamming his head on the ground; his teeth and nose shattered on impact, and his screams were muffled by the ground.

Before the leader could react, she held him by the throat, slamming his head continuously against the iron door. "Mm...S-stop... Please...Some...one help." The man begged; the pain was too much to bear, and he felt his skull was about to be cracked open.

Suddenly, the pain stopped, and he was thrown to the ground. Eva heaved, her hand pressing her waist. ’’Ow! My waist! (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)’’ She muttered to herself, her hands beating against her waist.

"P-please let us go...we won’t dare again." The man with the broken knee crawled with his better legs; his face etched with terror and tears of regret.

His words brought Eva to the task at hand. She stared at the five men on the ground, and she brought out a dagger from her space bag.

She threw it over to the crawling men, "Easy, I can let you go, but first, you all need to be treated for your sickness." Eva’s words puzzled the man; he looked at the dagger and looked at Eva.

"Pick it up. Cut off their male part and then yours." Eva’s tone was calm like she was telling him to cut an orange open.

The man froze, eyes wide in shock as he stared at Eva’s innocent expression.

Disbelief she could speak such words. ’A psychopath! What have they done attacking such an insane person.’ These thoughts raced in his mind, the dagger looked like a poisonous snake out to get him. He instinctively moved away.

"What’s with your expression? You five are sick. This is an effective cure, you should be thanking me for my help. Now, pick up the dagger or I will start slitting throats." Eva said as she squatted, her head tilted to the side, waiting for him.

"Please let us go. Please." The man bowed to her, knocking and begging for mercy, but Eva felt nothing, only annoyance at him wasting her time. Her waist still hurts.

"Alright, I will start with you first." Her tone was filled with frustration as she brought out another dagger from her space bag.

The man’s eyes crawled back in fear, "Stop! I’ll do it!" He screamed out in terror, his voice trembling when he saw her serious gaze.

Eva stopped and waved her hands for him to start.

"Argh!!"

Shrill screams scared off the people passing the restroom, and the woman who came back touched her butt subconsciously.

She felt pity for whoever was using the restroom. ’It must be very painful to take a dump with such an illness.’