Walking with his head held high and his chest puffed out, the main character felt like he was unstoppable! His confidence and weird walking style draw a lot of attention as the bystanders that saw him were weirded out by his exaggerated behaviour keeping their distance. Unfortunately for them they were further shocked when they realised who he actually was.
"Hey isn't that that one brat that was taken away by the royal?"
"Yea, I think it IS him... how is he still alive? I was sure they'd kill him after the shit he pulled."
"What's more is, look at the way he's dressed. He seemed to be wearing a Sect Uniform..."
Once one of them said that, the small group who were having a hushed discussion turned their attention towards the teen's attires. His robe was decorated with different patterns, once they were familiar with but didn't not know exactly. But by the end of it, they were able to surmise that he really was wearing a Sect Uniform. The Sect in question being unknown.
Feeling their gaze, the main character didn't seem to care as he continued walking. His destination? Well that was surprisingly answered that same moment when he stopped in front of a small bakery.
Looking through the window, he saw different types of bread put on display. There were baguettes, bagels, and loaves. Seeing this, the main character let out a nostalgic smile as he thought, 'It only feels like it was last week that I was caught stealing... ah, how time flies.'
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[Reader]: Wait, isn't it actually some days ago when [BOB.C] was caught stealing the loaf of bread???
[Author]: Maybe*Wink*Wink*
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As he stood there basking in his memories, from a door found behind the counter over the display, a fat man in a rundown apron walked out. He seemed to be in his early fifties which was made apparent by the greys in his hair and had rugged features commonly found in criminals. His expression was one of distress and sadness, what had happened? Only he knew.
He was carrying a new batch of bread, fresh out the oven. He quickly placed the platter on top of the counter before reaching down towards the display.
But catching something out of the corner of his eye, he stopped... He slowly straightened his back and looked through the window, only to find the ruffian that had stolen from him a fee days ago!
'This thieving bastard dares to comeback?!!! He must've taken me for a saint!!! Today I will teach him a lesson!!!"
Aggressively grabbing his broomstick, he pushed opened the door, stepping in front of the main character before loudly shouted, "How dare you show your face again after stealing from me?!!!!! You better be ready to return everything you've stolen or else I'll have you slave away till you make it all back!!!"
With that, he charged at the young crook intending to attack him with his broomstick! Swinging it he's hardest, the man aimed for the teen's arm.
*CLANK*
A dull and awkward sound was heard, made by the collision of the broomstick with the teen's arm. The- wait, wait, it wasn't his arm. It was actually the staff! The teen was unharmed, arrogantly standing with his hands behind his back, clearly looked down on the shopkeeper.
Shocked, the elderly man retreated as he keenly observed the staff, thinking what kind of treasure it might have been. Not gleaming anything from the staff, the shopkeeper turned his attention back to the teen, his expression turning strange as he saw the robe the teen was draped in.
'Wait, is he wearing a Sect uniform?? Could it be that this brat was actually accepted into a Sect??'
Thinking of how that was the most probable cause, his expression worsened as he felt looked down upon! 'This bastard dare thinks he's all that just cause he got admitted into a Sect??? He thinks he can comb back for revenge just cause he had backing?!!! No, i cant let him go on like that!! I need to teach this brat a lesson he won't forget, lest he start thinking ~the sky is a hula-hoop~!!!'
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[Author]: the phrase ~the sky is a hula-hoop~ is a made up idiom which means to exaggerate one's ego, or thinking too highly of oneself... hence the term, the sky is a hula-hoop.
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The shopkeeper injected the broomstick in his hands with his internal energy before taking up a domineering stance. He held his mighty weapon high into the sky, wisps of air swirling around it exhibiting its power. Letting out a mean look, he struck with his weapon, aiming straight at the brat's head.
It was too fast! It came too quickly! At least for a mundane bystander it was. For the main character though, it wasn't, and surly not for his mighty staff!
One moment the shopkeeper was attacking, and in the next, he was laying on the ground, knocked unconscious with a slightly red bruise on the side of his face and his trusted broomstick laying by his side in two pieces.
The surrounding people who had stayed to watch the spectacle were shocked when they saw the shopkeeper laying on the floor. How was that possible??? They hadn't even seen the teen attack!
Looking at the unconscious shopkeeper, the main character let out an evil smile before stepping over him and walking through the entrance of the small bakery. Looking at all the bread, he scoffed before storing every single one of them into his spatial ring.
Thinking of how he could further hurt the shopkeeper he looked around, 'Maybe I should thrash the store?', but as he was thinking that, he saw the door behind the counter. A small smirk appeared on his face as he made his way towards the door. Opining and walking through, he was met with the sight of an unsightly production room. There were platters and bowls, as well as different utensils, scattered across the room with a thin coat of flour covering them.
On the counter there was knives and rollers accompanied by bags and bags of flour. At one corner, a large oven could be seen while a little distance away from it was a mixer. Looking at the two the main character smiled before attacking with his staff, leaving them in an unusable state.
Turning his attention towards the flour, he unzipped the bags causing the flour to pour out uncontrollably. Obscuring the air and dirtying the floor.
After he did this with all the bags, the floor was covered in a thick coat of flour. That trait was also extended towards the main character who was also covered in flour which made him look silly. Looking at the mess he had caused he let out a satisfied smile before turning around to leave. Throwing a handful of gold coins on his way out.
Unbeknownst to him, the oven had still been connected to the power outlet and when he had destroyed it he had unknowingly messed with the wiring causing sparks to fly about.
Unfortunately for the shopkeeper, science wasn't on his side as the moment the sparks met with the flour present in the air, a burst of flames appeared causing a large explosion.
*BOOM!*
The main character who was now standing in front of the shopkeeper was shocked as he turned around see the small bakery up in flames. Thankfully the staff had sensed the danger and had spun itself at high speeds, causing both the main character and the shopkeeper to be unaffected by the explosion.
'What the actual fuck!!!!!!' The main character thought as he saw the destruction he had unintentionally caused. Disturbed by the explosion, the shopkeeper woke up in a daze only to find his small bakery up in flames.
His eyes were blurry but when they came to, they opened wide in defeat. Turning towards the main character, he couldn't even express his anger as the MC had quickly summoned two handfuls of gold coins and rained it over the shopkeeper's head. His attention being pulled to the falling coins, he was shocked as he thought,
'This is.. GOLD?!' He was shocked beyond compare seeing the amount that was rained down upon him. 'Wait?! IS IT FOR ME?!'
He was further shocked seeing the main character quickly scurrying away. It seemed like he had intended for him to use the money as compensation for the damage he had caused.
'No, no! He must've heard that I was going out of business so that's why he did this! And with the amount he had given me, not only can I rebuild but I can also expand!! I was wrong about that kid!!! He is no scoundrel! HE IS MY BENEFACTOR!!!!!'
Wiping his tears that had started streaming down his face at an unknown point in time, he was very thankful for his chance encounter. It not only saved his business, but also gave it a chance to expand.
The main character on the other hand was fleeting the seen with a slightly awkward expression thinking, 'Jeez, I didn't mean to do all that, I only wanted to destroy his machines not his whole bakery... at least with what I have given him, he'll definitely rebuild it but till then he will suffer!!! Ahahaha, suffer you bastard! Suffer like you had made me suffer!!'