["Help aaaah, please, someone!"]
There I was, peacefully in the middle of the night, crying in the fetal position and hugging my best and most loyal friend, Zeus, not bothering anyone… or so I thought.
Clang.
["Kyaaa!"]
["Sister!"]
But life, as always, won't let me finish anything in peace.
["ALICIA, DON'T GET CLOSE!"]
Clang.
Clang clang clang.
["But sister, at this rate… SOMEONE, PLEASE, HELP AAAA!"]
["FOR FUCK'S SAKE, CAN YOU SHUT UP? WE ALL HAVE OUR OWN PROBLEMS, YOU KNOW. WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT?"]
My patience collapsed. I opened my bedroom window and yelled at them. The two girls froze, looking in my direction, stunned.
In the dark, I could barely make out what was happening outside, but I think something like a deformed dog was trying to push through the neighbor's garden gate where two girls were. One of them was blocking the door with her body.
["I'VE BEEN WITHOUT INTERNET FOR OVER 10 HOURS, DO YOU UNDERSTAND? WHY DO I HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU COMPLAINING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN I'M SUFFERING SO MUCH?"]
I think the withdrawal is starting to take over. I'm going to die at this rate.
Shame, dishonor.
Since I've already said what I wanted to, I try to close the window, but.
["P-please, wait, I'm begging you to help my sister."]
The one who seems to be the younger sister asks me for help.
["AHHH, why should I help you? How does that benefit the rat kid?"]
Since they called out to me, I can answer. My policy is to do whatever seems most fun whenever I have the chance. Besides, I haven't harassed anyone in at least 15 hours. I'm in a critical situation here. Thinking about it, this pair showed up at a good time.
["P… Please, if we don't do something, my sister will die…"]
The girl looks like she's about to cry.
["And what's that got to do with the rat kid?"]
Come on, at least make it fun…
["UWEEEEEE!"]
W-what? Don't cry. Why are you crying?
["HEY, I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE, BUT AT LEAST SAVE MY SISTER! AT THIS RATE, THIS RAT WILL BREAK THE GATE AND WE'LL BOTH DIE! HAVE MERCY!"]
While I'm wondering why someone would cry so easily, the one I think is the older sister starts begging me while holding the gate with all her might.
["As if I care…"]
Wait… Rat? Did she say rat?
["Oi, what do you mean, rat? The deformed dog?"]
["IT'S NOT A DOG! YOU CAN'T SEE IT IN THE DARK, BUT IT'S A GIANT RAT!"]
["AHHHH?"]
Since I can't believe the woman's words, I look for a flashlight and point it at the deformed dog… It's a rat…
AHHHHHH, you bastard, you have the balls to enter my territory? The territory of this rat kid? The territory of the great Me? Do you want to die?
For one rat kid to enter another rat kid's territory like he owns the place... if you want to die, just say so.
As I get angry, I grab the air rifle next to my bedroom window.
What, why do I have an air rifle?
Pfft, why wouldn't I have one?
Woof.
["Of course I'm going to kill that bastard."]
We rat kids are naturally territorial. I can't let some bastard come and invade my territory. I have a reputation to maintain.
And while I'm at it.
["Let's have some fun, kekeke…"]