Off Guard

"Well, this world is so beautiful there's much bullshit, wait… I seem to have changed again."

"Damn, I who kept teasing you finally came to fruition."

"Peer influence is terrible," I replied casually.

"Zack?"

Durr!

Something shot above me just as I dodged it, creating a massive explosion. I had to face a troublesome enemy just getting out of this building.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay... it's not cowardly to attack someone who's off guard," I said to the one standing on the roof tile; he lightly jumped up to create small cracks under his feet.

"Bald?"

"I'm not bald, and I cut it that way on purpose. My name is Abel, and I'm the king's errand boy from the west. I see you ruined my plans, and now you have to pay for it."

The man in front of me uses a large frying pan as his weapon.

"Are you in the mood to cook?"

"That's right, and the dish I want to serve is you."