The whole scene felt like a soap opera gone wild—like a normal drama, but turned up to 11. Alepou was practically vibrating with energy, ready to turn the terrified old man into a human piñata. Meanwhile, Yuki, for once, was trying to be the reasonable one.
Breaking the fourth wall, Yuki turned to you, the audience, like she was hosting a live show. "Seriously, guys?" she said, half-annoyed, half-amused. "What's the point of all this drama if there's no one to watch? It's like making a Netflix series and forgetting to hit 'Record.' Total waste."
Back in the action, Alepou, who was clearly ready to snap, paused at Yuki's comment. She smirked, considering it. "An audience, huh? You're not wrong," she said, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "And I do love putting on a show."
Meanwhile, the old man on the ground was shaking like a leaf. Let's be real—he looked like he already peed himself. He tried to crawl away, stammering like a glitchy video game character. "I-I didn't mean it!" he cried. "She's a thief! You can't trust her!"
Yuki gave him a bored look, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Wow, that's the best you've got? 'She's a thief'? You might wanna work on your material before Alepou turns you into a piñata, dude."
Alepou, looking every bit like a cartoon villain, grinned wickedly. "Oh, piñatas are so fun," she said with a giggle. "You smack 'em, and all the good stuff spills out. What do you think this guy's hiding?" Her eyes glinted dangerously as she stared him down.
Yuki let out a low, dark laugh, stepping closer to Alepou like she was calming a wild animal. "Okay, but hear me out," she said with a sly smile. "If you break him now, it's just gonna make a mess—and guess what? I'm not cleaning it up. Besides," she added in a whisper, "why rush? We've got all day to mess with him."
Turning to you again, Yuki grinned like she was letting you in on a secret. "Think of all the ways we could mess with him," she said, her voice full of fake excitement. "Why settle for quick revenge when you can make it last? Mental games, people—classy mental games."
The lesson? Quick payback is boring. If you're gonna roast someone, take your time and make it unforgettable.