Who says the apocalypse has to mean having a portable space and constantly raiding supermarkets for supplies?
Who says you have to follow the other survivors to some stupid survivor base and have a whole string of steamy encounters along the way? I couldn't care less.
Our protagonist, a mutated smell expert, has found another path: happily beating up people (beasts) (plants) on the hunt for delicious food.
But... Achoo! Where did this strange, human-shaped thing with its strange smell come from? Achoo...!
Get the hell... achoo... away from me.
It was like this when I first opened it. The author is very bad.
Tricked?! Author, you love coming back!
It seems very interesting to say that I decided to gain weight~≧▽≦