A boy knocked on the door of a house. "Open up, sis!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," someone answered. The boy continued to knock.
"I said I'm coming!" A few seconds later, the door of the house was opened and a girl appeared. "Geez, brother, you're going to break this door someday."
"But I was only lightly knocking on the door though."
"Yeah, a light knock from the world's strongest hero is like a normal person using a hammer to bang on the door."
"You're exaggerating."
"Ask anyone else and they'll agree with what I said. Anyways, are you coming in or not?" The girl moved away from the door and walked inside the house.
"Of course I am. I've got nowhere else to go," said the boy. He walked into the house and closed the door behind him.
"Don't play with me. Ask anyone out there if you can stay at their school place and they'll treat you to the best of their abilities."
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't play with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"Okay, okay," said the boy. He raised his hands up. "You got me."
"Well, would you like something to eat?"
"Sure. I'll be upstairs for a bit. Call me when it's done." The boy moved towards the stairs and literally jumped up to the second floor. He landed perfectly and made no sound at all.
"Okay."
"By the way, what's food are you going to make?"
"Oh, you'll see."
"Forget it," said the boy, and he disappeared.
"Well, what am I supposed to make?" the girl asked herself.
* * *
"Hey, Carl, where the hell are you going?" asked a boy. He was, of course, Courtney.
"To the library," Carl answered.
"What are you going to do in the library?"
"Do some research."
"That's boring as hell. Let's play some games."
"Let me ask you a question first."
"Yeah, what?"
"What do you think of school?"
"It's just like living hell. Why?"
"So if school is like, the how is hell boring?"
"Well, school is boring, you know."
"Huh. I guess I should rephrase my question. You like to hang out with your friends at school, don't you?"
"I do."
"Well, if you hang out with your friends at school, then how is it boring?"
"I guess it's not."
"Right. So if school is not boring and it's hell, how is hell boring?" And so, how is the library as boring as hell?"
"Hmm. Let me think for a bit." Courtney closed his eyes and thought for a bit. "Oh, I know," said Courtney, opening his eyes. He started to speak, but he realized that Carl was already gone. "What the hell?"
* * *
"Whew," said a boy. He was, of course, Carl, who had just ran away from Courtney. "Now that he's gone, I guess I should go do something helpful." He put on a black cape and walked away. He had absolutely no idea at all that he was being followed. His follower was the boy who had showed up earlier after Carl and Courtney had ran away after deciding Courtney chickened out and did not want to provoke a warrior. He looked exactly like the Asura known as the school's top delinquent. Even though he was carrying a scythe with him, he moved so swiftly without making any sound at all that someone might thought he wasn't carrying anything at all.
The boy shook his head. "Who would have thought that I, Asura, would be quietly following someone and act like I'm afraid to let them know who I am? If Sura finds out, he'd be laughing his head off and be teasing me about it," the boy said to himself.