Naoya walked back from the forest and approached the local inn for some food, Naoya could forget about lodging since Naoya had to head out back to farm more herbs and orange balloons.
Sitting down at a table Naoya waited for the food I ordered, the food arrived and Naoya ignored the fact that the waiter appeared to be looking at me oddly while holding what looked to be some type of pepper.
Saying nothing at first Naoya took a spoonful of the soup then another and another in an unbothered manner. Jokes on you waiter pig i can't taste shit. "Hey, waiter."
Naoya called the waiter who walked up to me "Yes can i help you sir?".
"What is this garbage?" The waiters eyes widened slightly.
"G-Garbage sir?"
"Don't act coy, It's too bland why don't you sample it?" The waiter grew nervous and looked ready to decline.
"eh? i see.. should I call the chef over and have him do it?" the customers and waiter all gasped in disbelief since they all had been snickering and leering about it earlier.
"Oi! get the chef over here! this shit tastes fu***ing bland to me!"
"S-Sir! please calm your self!" the waiter looked like a wreck as his job was at stake.
"Who is screaming shit about my food!?"
The chef walked out and over to Naoya table.
"I did, how do you stand tossing shit like this out to costumers and have them pay for it? have this world's cooks no shame or pride for their work?" Naoya spoke up.
"There is nothing wrong with my food!"
"then explain this!" I give him the plate.
The chef takes the spoon and samples the soup.
He waits for a few seconds then his eyes widens and he heaves for life, like he's trying to spit fire.
Naoya's face didn't change, it didn't even tear up.
"It's so bland i almost think it's been tampered with since the waiter won't even touch it".
A look of dread lifts the waiters face as the chef who is starting to recover from the over spiced meal drags his employee behind into the kitchen and loud yelling could be heard. Naoya ignored the frightened crowd, adjusted my coat and facemask to hide as much of my face possible.
Naoya left the inn and headed down the familiar street leading back to the forest.
Naoya suddenly stopped and doubled over.
The food he just ate worked its way back up and projectiles over the cobbled street.
"No Matter what i eat it never stays down.." I was starting to slightly worry about that.
Then a small man in a top hat holding a cane walked over to Naoya from a hidden part of the ally Naoya just puked in.
"Who are you? I'm not in the mood for another ambush"
Without giving the man a look Naoya fixed the mask back over my mouth.
"I'm just a simple merchant ma boi, i have been watching you for a while and i have a proposal for you."
What the hell?
"Proposal? you lot sure has evolved, so? how much did they pay you to trick me?".
The little man laughed "you sure have no fate ma boi" Naoya faced the man more fully.
"Backstabbers and lying bitches tend to do that."
"Now, now. I assure you I'm not in that kind of cahoots... yet at least, so? are you coming or not?"
"Whatever"
Naoya ended up going with the man. He stopped infront what looked like a circus tent.
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A different Shield Hero
FanfictionA HunterxHunter and Shield Hero crossover fanfiction straight from my sick head. read on your own risk!!! Nao finds himself the shield hero and is framed for a crime he did not commit and in turn despite his protests was heavily punished and torture...
