Raikou
A giant deluxe sundae on a foot wall glass cup, sprinkled with sugar and hot chocolate, stood in the table between the young women and the young man. The brash, uncaringly kept guy in question was digging into the sugary delight, stuffing spoonfuls of ice cream and delicious coverings into his mouth between shallow breaths, closing his eyes to lull into the sweetness punctuated by its relaxing and skull-piercing chill.
"MMmhhmmmph, well," he began, slowing down between bites, "I was just walking around, taking in the sights, minding my own business, when I notice an asshole with a voice more torching-worthy than whatever he was aiming fire at, was terrifying people and threatening to start killing them one by one in perverse delight."
He swallowed and wiped his mouth with the napkin in a rush, leaning forward to continue, placing smaller portions of the dessert into his mouth. "So I threw a chair at him. And I was about to teach him a lesson he wouldn't forget, or wouldn't need any effort remembering if you prefer, when miss devil in the shape of gigantic fluffy ego butted in and sent me packing."