The God Virus

"Hey asshole, nobody asked for help, so would you do me a gentlemanly favor and mind your own fucking business?" Unfortunately, to his amazement, Amara beat him to it as she replied back to the man with a wonderful smile which was clearly yelling, ’Fuck off! I love the way he talks to me.’

The man, on the other hand, immediately became dumbstruck seeing the reaction he had received in return. He thought, according to common sense, maybe, the lady would be appreciative of his act of defending her, but he didn’t expect her to be such a masochist.

By now, a few other customers were also looking in their direction while murmuring to themselves.

"Did you see that, dude? That man just slapped himself right in the face, hehe..." One of the guests whispered to his buddy.

"Yeah, what a gentleman he is, he just needs to buy a ’mind your own fucking business’ pill and he’ll be good to go, haha..."

In another corner, pointing at the classy man, a little girl asked, "Mom, is that uncle a gentleman?"

"Yes, my baby, yes, he is... he is the gentleman of stupidity... don’t look in his direction since it might be contagious by direct eye-contact." Was the mother’s warm answer to her young girl.

"Oh, noooo... that’s scary! I don’t wanna be a gentleman, mom!" with fear shimmering through the cute girl’s eyes, she immediately turned her head around, no longer daring to initiate eye-contact with him.

Meanwhile, witnessing the whispers and the reactions of others, the classy man’s face went a bit red due to embarrassment.

The next instant, even some traces of anger started to glimmer and boil within his eyes as he stood up while gritting his teeth and then, pointing a finger at Virus, he berated, "What a coward you are for hiding behind a woman and making her talk for you!" This was his last effort in trying to retrieve some of his lost dignity.

Hearing this, however, Amara was stunned while thinking, ’Who the heck does this dumbass think he is?’ then, standing up, she was just about to rebuke the man for his idiocy, when raising a single hand toward Amara, he effectively stopped her. This truly made Amara a little flabbergasted as she muttered, "Aizen! Why are you stopping me, could it be you’re going to let it go just like that? Leave it to me, I’ll-"

"Sit down." Yet, interrupting her sentence, he declared an irrefutable command at her, which automatically forced her to shut up and sit down as she was told just like an extremely obedient wife listening to her husband.

’Eh... why did I tag along and listen to his order just like that?’ After taking a seat, however, even she was surprised by how she had heeded the command out of pure instinct. It was a strange and illogical feeling that had made her follow his words after seeing the majesty exuding from his demeanor and being.

"Haha... I wasn’t wrong, you’re indeed just a pussy! You’re even scared of talking back, huh?" mocked the other man even further, feeling like he had come out victorious from this debate.

Then, he was just about to continue belittling the man before him even more, when, surprisingly, standing up, the other man, aka Virus, started walking toward him.

Seeing this scene, he muttered, "What? You’re coming to apologize now? You wanna plead for me to quiet down and stop embarrassing-" At this point, the other man, Virus, was finally upon him.

However, against his expectation... actually, against everyone’s expectations, without uttering a single word, he just...

SLAP!

Shatter~

He just fired a thunderous wide-spread palm on his face, thus slapping him flying away onto his table which instantly turned it into a broken mess of glass and food everywhere!

Laying among the mess of food and sharp fragments of glass, with a few of his teeth already gone missing, he remained motionless there. He had fainted.

"Shut the fuck up and let me have my lunch, you retard ass fly, don’t you see you’re being a nuisance to my ear." Mouthing this, much to the stupefaction of everyone within the restaurant except for the golden beauty, Virus turned around and returned to his seat and continued eating and enjoying his lavish meal.

Meanwhile, gazing into Amara’s eyes, he remarked casually, "You don’t persuade or scold a buzzing fly to go quiet, you just squash it." Then turning toward his food, he continued appreciating its unique taste while wondering, ’Hmm, tasty indeed.’

On the sidelines, the customers also started to gossip again.

"Mate, not only did he slap himself... even that dude slapped the shit out of him... what is this? Double-kill? Hahaha..."

...

Sometime later, while wearing a serious expression, Amara asked all of a sudden, "You asked me why should you be telling me where you’re going, right?"

"Yeah, there is no reason to tell you, so why should I bother?" Proceeding to put another spoon of his food within his mouth, Virus said leisurely.

"What if there is? Will you tell me then?" she questioned solemnly.

"Sure, if you can give me one good reason that persuades me, I promise I’ll tell you." he muttered indifferently. This was just how Virus functioned, as long as there wasn’t a reason for him to do something particular, he wouldn’t bother spending an ounce of energy on doing it, however, in case there was rational reasoning for him to accomplish or do something specific, he would do it. Of course, this logic didn’t apply in some special circumstances, for instance, when a matter came to involve the entertainment and boredom aspects of his life.