The pair rode down the street closer to the fires. More of the houses were ablaze the closer they got. A zombie jumped out a second story window only to hit the concrete property wall and crush its skull. The heat was intense as the sound of growling and the breaking of glass was heard by both. They stopped at the corpse of a soldier to see what they might get off him. To Asano's surprise Mitsiko stopped to first say a silent prayer. They found a rifle, one pistol, a combat knife, two mags for each weapon, and a gas mask. The body armor was shot as was the helmet. In the back pack were medical supplies and some military food. 

Mitsiko tossed the backpack to Asano. "Here. Don't suppose you have any firearms training?" Asaon shook his head. "Well I've watched a few movies. Lets keep moving. There is bound to be more stuff around." She stood up from the corpse and started to walk down the street. Asano quietly put on the backpack and followed her with his bike. 

The air was warmer then it should have been due to the fires. It was hard to get a sense of stillness while the flames created dancing shadows all around the two kids. The fires also made it hard to listen for unwanted attention. Asano stopped in time with Mitsiko at the front of a local garden shop.

"Here, this will have something we can use." She held her shovel, tightening her grip in anticipation. "Wait her and keep a look out. Don't leave the bike alone." 

All Asano could do was nod. He wasn't a fighter and had no real special skill to help her. He looked at the building and saw the roof was scorched but for the most part intact. There was a building engulfed two buildings down. She should only have to worry about the dead ones if they were inside. It was impossible to tell. As she cautiously moved through the doorway Asano moved to the side of the building with the bike in tow. Being out in the street didn't seem like a good idea. Leaning against the building the boy crouched down and pulled the bike in front of him for cover. His eyes kept a watch on the street.

She took a breath and moved into the building. No sound, and no bad smells to help her spot danger. Holding the shovel in front of her she made her way down the first isle. The fires outside were casting light and shadow through the windows. It made it difficult to spot movement. Mitsiko went back p the second isle and to the purchase counter by the entrance. The bat under the counter made her smile. Even a boy knew what to do with that.