CHAPTER ¿?- ERROR, ERROR, DO NOT READ
Ah, the normal and civilized world. Countries at war, hunger, the occasional country ruled by dictators, socialism, communism, capitalism, blah, blah, blah. The world may be full of flaws and evil, but there are also good things like… like… Ahhhhhh! I can't think of anything!
Why do I pretend I know what I'm talking about? I'm terrible at reflective topics! So why don't we just jump straight into the action?
"You can do it, hero Moon!"
"Finish off the villain!"
Everyone in the "world" is cheering for hero Moon right now, watching his epic battle through the magical screens that appear above us whenever a fight is about to start.
Hero Moon, the master of illusions. A hero who wears an elegant black suit with white gloves, as if he belonged to the refined Victorian era, and his signature white mask that covers his entire head. He is known as the most famous hero, but not the most powerful one. Ah, I wish I were like him.
And who am I really? The most powerful hero? No. Someone important to the plot? Nah. Just a simple background character watching the action from a safe spot.
But there is one thing that sets me apart from the others, and that's why you're reading my thoughts as if this were a light novel. Hehe. Did you think I was thinking this way just because I have to follow the author's writing style? Well, yeah, I actually do, but I'm also aware that I'm just another unimportant character. Damn this cliché world!
"Table 7."
Mmm. Ziro is taking table 4's order, so I'll take this one for him. What a good friend I am, right?
I took the order. Wow, wow. Three well-loaded asada quesadillas, for one single person. Hehe. I can already imagine it's some fat otaku from… Ay, I couldn't be more wrong.
"Enjoy your meal," I said, placing the order on the table.
"Thanks," that damn shaggy rich guy replied.
Saik Norsai. That body and hairstyle are unforgettable. Did he recognize me? I hope not. We were together in middle school for a month, but that was long enough for him to become the person I fear the most. Of course, I could kill him without any difficulty with my power—he's just a normal human—but I'm not a murderer. My family is honorable and pure! Thank you, God, for not giving my ability to someone like Saik Norsai. If someone like him had my ability, this world would go to shit instantly.
What is he doing here, in a "taquería"? Did he get bored of caviar already? Hehe. He's a millionaire, so he'll definitely leave a huge tip. I'll serve him really well!
I sat at the table with two of my coworkers. Today is a calm day, so we can afford to do nothing.
"A high school student from 'Raikon'. What's he doing in a place like this?" said Jenni, the packer (short for Jennifer, and yes, Jenni, not Jenny, I didn't make a mistake…! Or rather, the author didn't make a mistake. Tsk. I hate being aware of this).
"Hey, let him eat in peace. The guy just wants to eat something tasty, and here you are with your suspicions," said Dael, the cashier.
"A millionaire, no visible security, in the ugly part of the city. It's way too dangerous and stupid!"
And considering Saik Norsai's reputation, there are plenty of people who want to see him dead. I include myself a little, honestly, but not enough to kill him myself.
But anyway, here's the flashback.
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Author, and the flashback? Have someone narrate it in third person or fourth person, whatever it's called.
… No budget? Tsk. Fine.
Saik Norsai, the bastard who took over everyone the moment he stepped into the classroom. He took the seat he wanted by forcibly removing a girl, beat up anyone who tried to defend her, stole our lunches as "compensation" for attacking him, and treated us like his servants. Of course, almost no one paid attention to him the first day, but on the second day everyone obeyed his orders—including me. Why? He almost left us in extreme poverty somehow! Our parents lost their jobs, and those who owned businesses suffered material damage that prevented them from opening that day.
We know it was him because he told us the day before: "Since you didn't obey me today, your parents will lose their jobs." That heartless bastard!
We had to obey him because he warned us that whoever didn't obey, their family would never find work again. And so, I had to do it. Give him massages, do his homework, cook for him, blah, blah, blah. That bastard got away with it, and he was only expelled from school because he got into a physical fight with the principal (who lost his job for hitting a student).
Saik Norsai, the perfect example of a sadistic manipulator. I'm disappointed in Raikon High. I thought they only accepted the best of the best, but here's Saik, wearing his uniform.
"Wow, he eats with his hands. I thought people of his class had… well, class. The kind who eat pizza with utensils and stuff like that," said Jenni.
"Don't judge people by their status. He even looks more 'street' than you," said Dael.
Even I admit that. Saik is the complete opposite of elegant… Huh? Wow.
"Ahem. To show you what a good person I am, I'll serve him," said Dael, standing up.
"Oh, I couldn't let the cashier do that. No, no, no. Poor thing, you already have enough with taking calls and handling payments. It's part of my job, I'll do it," said Jenni, clearly jealous.
Dael wants to flirt and Jenni won't give up on him. They'd make such a cute couple. Of course, they'd cheat on each other and have massive horns. Perfect match.
While the two of them argue, I grabbed a pen and a sheet to write down the order from the two people who just sat down—the ones who caused our reactions.
Wondering what my role is in the taquería? The most important one, obviously. I'm one of the taqueros! But since it's slow today, I can afford to work as a waiter to flirt with beauties like that girl. Or, well, she came with her boyfriend, so I better not. I'll just devour her with my eyes.
"Good evening. Do you already know what you're going to order?"
Wow, wow, wow. Is the taquería becoming famous? Two more students from Raikon High. A busty blonde and a… uh… a pretty plain guy, actually. He has a very well-built body, clearly goes to the gym every day, but… he's plain. I can't find another word to describe him. If it weren't for the beauty accompanying him, I wouldn't even notice his existence.
"Give me one of each," said the blonde.
"One of each. Noted. Anything to drink?"
She probably wants to record a video trying the entire menu, so I didn't ask twice. It's happened to me once before.
"I said one of each. Are you deaf, idiot?"
… What a… sinister look of disgust. She's beautiful, but that disgusted expression is terrifying. Genuine fear. This girl is dangerous, so I better not make her angry.
"Noted."
"I want two plain asada tacos. No lard, please. And a bottle of plain water."
Wow, what a healthy choice.
"Kevs, today you can eat a little more."
"Huh?! Really, Emily?!"
"It's your reward for you-know-what."
"Thank you so much! Waiter, then I also want an asada quesadilla and a pastor one."
"Fufu. What a kind master I am, I know."
… What a weird pair.
"Noted."
Done.
I entered the order into the system that saves the tickets so the cashier can charge them without issues.
Ah, one of each. What a pain.
I started preparing the orders while glancing at that pair chatting. They seem like very good friends, but… I don't feel that from them. More than friendship, what I sense from him is fear and respect, and from her it's just superiority, plain superiority.
Ah, how strange Raikon High is.
"After a hard-fought battle lasting 4 hours and 17 minutes, Moon has emerged victorious!" said Star, the narrator.
I'll never get tired of Moon's finishing move. The way he launches the… the… Huh?! Why won't you let me remember or describe his finishing move…?! Ah, I see, I'm in the middle of something, right? This chapter must be set in the future, so readers don't know hero Moon yet or his finishing move. I get it… And why the hell do you introduce such an important character like Moon in such a random way?! Tsk. Why did I get stuck with such an idiot author…? Uwaaah! My hands, my hands!
"Sorry, I slipped!" said my shy friend, Ziro.
Don't worry, I know it wasn't your fault—it was the author! Ziro slipped, pushed me, and my hands landed on the hot griddle. Tsk. Shitty author.
By the way, do you want to know my…? My… What?! I'm not an important character or even a secondary one in this novel?! Then why the hell am I here…?! Ah, Ziro must be important in this novel. His timid and cowardly personality fits perfectly for a protagonist role.
"Be more careful, Ziro."
Ziro, my best friend, 25 years old. I'm 23, at least in this world. By the way, before I was… Ah, I still can't mention it. Tsk.
"***** is your girlfriend!?"
Huh? Saik is talking to Jenni, and I heard something about a girlfriend. Does he have a girlfriend?
"He told me you would help me with the job."
Job? Saik?
"Wow, I never imagined ***** had a boyfriend."
And the girlfriend's name is censored, but you give a hint, huh? Five *, five letters. Is Saik that important that her name needs to be censored?
Ah, please, Supreme God, just kill me once and for all.