The Life Of Normal-Taro

Taro looked back at frequent intervals. Seeing this, Abhirami looked back as well. However, she saw nothing behind them. So, she thought Taro was just being paranoid for reasons that only he was aware of and thought little of it.

However, things took a bizarre turn soon enough. Taro started dropping his pace and increased his pace out of nowhere. And this seriously annoyed the hell out of her. She felt as if Taro didn't forgive her and was punishing her like this.

Anyhow, the final nail hit in the coffin when Taro looked towards an empty space and shouted for someone to come out. Abhirami thought it as ridiculous. However, Taro looked serious when he did so. And it seemed like it wasn't a joke after all when three men jumped out of the bushes nearby. It was the three that she knew well for all the wrong reasons.

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"Never would've thought that you three would spring up the very next day like this." Taro sighed as he saw the smirking faces of the three stalkers.

"Well, it's not like us to give up that easily." Stalker one laughed as he said those words.

"You know… This trait would've helped you a lot if you turned it towards your work or something. Why waste it on something like stalking?" Taro asked.

"Shut up, dude! Just because you got the girl doesn't mean that you have the right to say stuff like this!" Stalker two roared.

"Get the girl? Dude, she's not an object. First, stop that kind of thinking and maybe you'll find someone who finds you attractive." Taro replied.

"Ha, talking shit about my looks, huh?" Stalker two clenched his fists in anger when he said that.

"When did I make fun of your looks? Don't take my words out of context like that." Taro spoke.

"Argh, I don't care anymore. I just wanna inflict pain upon you!" Stalker two shouted.

"Hmm, seems like I went easy on you three yesterday. Don't worry. I'll treat you much better today." Taro had a vicious smile on his face.

However, the other side looked confident as well. "You know, I admit it. You're strong. But do you remember what I said yesterday? I said I'd get back to you. And I plan to do that today." Stalker one spoke.

"And how is it gonna be?" Taro asked.

"Like this." He snapped his fingers and out came thousands of people from all sides of the road. They were surrounded. Meanwhile, the maniac stalker one laughed like how a maniac would. "Are you feeling afraid now? Are you gonna cry? Piss your pants? Grovel and apologize?" He asked.

"Hmm, no. I'm gonna fight all of you and make you cry." Taro spoke.

"Oh, you got confidence, eh? Let's see how long that confidence of yours will last." Stalker one continued to laugh.

Taro took a deep breath before turning towards Abhirami. "I want you to promise me one thing." He spoke.

"What is it?" She asked, while trying to gauge the gravity of the situation.

She couldn't think of a situation where they'll get out of it scot-free. So, when Taro asked her to promise something, she thought it would be something in the lines of- "I'll fight them and create an opening. Make a run for it then and call for the police." However, reality tends to surprise people.

"Never tell what you're gonna see today to anyone. Act like this never happened in your life." He spoke so confidently that Abhirami had no choice but to nod her head in silence.

However, her mind was in turmoil. Taro never asked her to escape or anything—although she didn't expect that, it was certainly in Taro's character. She didn't know why Taro was this confident. And even though she knew that believing in such a blind confidence is stupid, but somehow, his confidence held some sort of weight behind it, which made her agree with the notion.

"Good. Now that you agreed to it, let's start the show." He smiled as he walked towards the crowd.

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It was supposed to be impossible. A single man against at least hundred men. There were a lot of ways that the hundred men could easily over power against the man. He was supposed to lose…

"... Then why?" Stalker one cried as he saw his hired muscles and friends down on the ground, lifeless.

"Because you seriously underestimated me. If you wanted to gain an upper hand on me, you should've brought in at least a thousand people. Not that even they could beat me though." Taro spoke.

If anyone else had said that, they would be ridiculed. However, stalker one knew. The man before him wasn't joking about it. Even a fight against a thousand men couldn't beat him.

When the fight began, all the hired muscles of his thought that it was absurd bringing out this amount of people to beat that one man. However, some understood the danger that man possessed when he bashed one of their comrade's skulls into the ground—he ended it with one hit.

The horror in their eyes when they saw such a scene was a treat to watch for Taro, at least. He went around punching and kicking people, bringing each down with a singular shot. It was something inhumane. 

Even when people tried ganging up on him, he weaseled his way out expertly. No one could contain him. With each passing moment, the situation became drastic for the hired men.

Meanwhile, Taro was enjoying this bloodbath. He missed getting involved in a mass fight like this, so this was a fine experience for him. Although when he did this during his disaster management days, there wasn't this much of a bloodbath since the rules restrained him.

Even now, he abided by the rules. However, when someone came in to provoke him, he couldn't just sit simply and take it all along. He tried justifying it as delivering what they deserve. However, he knew deep in his mind that he was simply doing what he wanted to do for a long time now—have a fight where you don't have to give much care to the opponent.

"Ha… I'm enjoying it way too much… Now, what shall I do to you?" He looked towards stalker one with a crazed smile and asked.

The stalker pissed his pants and grovelled before Taro. He felt fear. The God of death was staring at him. He simply didn't want to die.

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