100 theme challenge

9. Drive

Actually, this is just an unpopular opinion...

"What force that drive human being into its current existence?" she suddenly asked, whispering her question and tried not to disturb other visitors. That library they were in was the most beautiful and comfortable library in town, it never lack of visitors. "If you can answer this, I'll buy you lunch,"

"What the... I don't know," he said in a rough whisper. "Love?"

"Love, huh? Now, that's incredibly out of my mind," she giggled. "Well, actually the answer is to pass on their knowledge to the next generation in attempt of becoming immortal. But it has the same effects with so-called love so yeah, you're right. By Odin's beard, you are just too romantic for a philosophic question,"

"What the... Oh well, pardon me," he waved his marker. "But before you leave me behind with a killing curiosity about this immortality love you owe me an explanation, and a Japanese style lunch box,"

"What a Japan freak we have here," she took her notebook and her iconic 'tangled star' pen and put it back into her backpack. "Maybe that's why you can't shake those romanticism stuffs off of your mind, since basically you feed your brain with it. Oh dear, I can't stand their romantic ideas of life, really. Like there you have a man eating alien terrorize the city and you still have some times to flirt with your co-worker and your cousin. Are you fucking kidding me?"

"It called an otaku, and even I hate that kind of plot really. But that's what today's market asked for, so be it," he said. "And that's harsh, Stella, especially for a fine royal descendant like you. Now you owe me a Japanese style lunch box and a Japanese traditional dessert. Aaaa-, no complain. You asked for it,"

"Oh well, I think we need to start looking for those Japanese lunch box then," she closed her book and stood up. "Damn it, Jon. I hate when you use that 'royal family' thingy,"

He smiled slyly. "You gotta deal with it, Your Highness,"

***

"Oh wow, I never knew this city has a splendid Japanese restaurant like this," he excitingly looked around the room. "Is this really ok for us to have some lunch here?"

That was a splendid restaurant indeed. Its traditional Japanese interior alone, adorned with some lanterns and flowers, was so eye catching that anyone would be love to sit down and relaxed for hours. Adding some live Kyoto shamisen and koto musicians play their Japanese traditional songs and their enka singers chanting their mesmerizing melodies, made him feel like they were escaping into the capital of medieval japan.

"Apparently yes," she said. "I got some unagi bento coupons, one of its most expensive menu, from my friend and actually this fancy place price their food reasonably. It's affordable for us, even without those coupons. Hey, I'm not lying,"

"Yeah," he said, wiggling his eyebrow. "You're the one who'll pay anyway, Your Highness,"

"Bastard," she punched his arm. "Stop that,"

"As you wish," Jon looked around, really amused with the room's interior. "Wow... I hope I could have a room like this someday,"

"Well, I prefer Indonesian cuisine actually," Stella played with her drink, trying to dissolve its sugar grain as fast as she could. "Some of those Japanese foods tasted horrible. Remember when we tried that sushi bar near the bridge? I couldn't swallow that raw salmon without gulping my oolong tea along. And that green paste taste like a mixture of ginger and mint that burned your throat up to your nose like a pack of jalapeno minutes later,"

"Wasabi?" Jon laughed. "You're the true daredevil, Stella. No one would confident enough to engulf the whole bowl of wasabi in one go,"

"You should tell me," she hissed. "Damn, I really wanna punch you in the face,"

"Anyway," he tried to change the subject. "What's with this immortality thingy? Tell me!"

"Oh my, do you really think love is the only thing matter?" she giggled in amusement. "You know nothing, Jon Snow,"

"Damn it, girl! Not with that tv series again," he laughed. "Ok then, as we are waiting for our expensive bento, would you like to explain it to me?"

"You know that I'm interested into this immortality topic lately," she started. "So I worked on it a little bit and found out that human reproduce to pass on their current state, both genetically and abilities, to their offspring just for the sake of human sustainability since the world provide a friendly environment for them,"

"Huh? So if the environment is harsh then human will be..."

"Immortal, yes," she said. "That's still an unpopular opinion, but it's possible, especially after they hurt Mother Gaea this much. Their brainy people have been modeled it and their calculation showed a big percentage of its possibility. Here we gotta underline that being immortal doesn't mean they can't die. They just developing some kind of anti-aging ability so there will no more 'natural cause death'"

"That... scary..." Jon sipped his matcha. "Imagine that the world full of extremely old bastards with their unlimited live experiences. They will kill each other just because using some wrong words, and the youngest generation will be the first feel this impact,"

"Oh, come on. There is something more terrifying than that," she continued. "Remember that human pass on all of the information they gain to the next generation. That means not only their knowledge and written information, but also their genetic information. Imagine if they developed poison in their blood to cure their current incurable diseases, or maybe some antibody as a repellent for us,"

"Okay... that's a serious business,"

"Indeed," she took a glance on an approaching waiter who brought a big tray filled with fancy boxes and drinks. "Oh, our lunches are here,"

"So, are you thinking about reporting it to the elders?"

"Reporting who?" Stella giggled, took a bite on her bento and frowned. Those were human food after all and the only one suited her taste were just the Indonesian cuisine. "These are just some that only happened in human researcher laboratories for now. I think, calculating from the dumbness of their society and how much issues they considered as 'more important' for today, this 'human upgrades' probability won't be realized until the next millennia. We still have some times to play around with our food. Act like them, eat like them, speak like them, live among them, and devour them, one after another, and no one will give a damn. I just have to talk to the socio-engineering team to put this into their 'keep tabs' list and persuade those mortals to drop it if they start to take a lot of interest in it,"

"As you say then," Jon giggled. "I'll write some report for His Excellency about this and other issues regarding these perturb live stokes later. No matter what, I think we should be prepared for the worst case possible,"

"Whatever,"she snorted and took another bite.