"The waitress has already apologized for her mistake. Why do you even have to insult her and physically hurt her?"
"What do you care, young lady? He sinned against me so you have no right to interfere–"
He was right in the seat when I poured him the contents of his bowl.
"You're right. I have no right to interfere in this waitress's problem. But I have a problem with your face. What town are you from to be broken are we there? Obviously you're not from here in the capital. "
"You're really overreacting! You really want to get hurt ?! In that case, I'll give you what you want!"
Irritated he stood up, ambushed to start. The corner of my lips rose when I saw his stance. Obviously all it can do is punch.
His fist flew. I avoided that and with one hand I twisted his wrist, pulled closer and pushed hard on his chest. He almost collapsed on the table. I cocked my head and grabbed the whip at my back.
