I've heard there are two really famous guys giving out courses. These guys are really famous as the world's best seducers, and they are willing to teach the world their secrets. For some reason, each was giving his own course separately. I was interested in both courses, like many others. What wasn't so interesting was the price - both were willing to teach for free, as long as each student had gay sex with them. For some time, as I waited on a long line for one of the guys' courses, I pondered about it. He wouldn't accept money. We had to do it if we wanted to learn. I quickly grew pretty much angry, until I made a decision. Grabbing a Katana (Japanese sword), I walked up to one of them and slashed him to pieces. I did it pretty quickly, with apparently no blood. As if it was a videogame, the guy just disappeared after I killed him. I headed to the other and killed him as well.

I was surprised - no one did anything about it. I mean, no one even seemed to notice, much less care. I found it weird, but soon didn't really think about it much more. Later, I was hanging out with some people in a restaurant. It was those kind of restaurants which you pick your food, then weight it. I'm not sure how they are called in English. Anyway, I had my food on a tray, and was heading up to get it weighted when I notice this woman standing near a tray with some bread, holding a bread knife. I ask her if I could have one. Acting in a confused way, she grabs one and starts ripping part of the middle. I stop her in the middle of it and ask for just half, instead (so she'd cut the other half for me, I thought). She continued to act confusedly and didn't give me any bread. "Nevermind", I said, heading over to the scale.

The man on the other side of the counter was eyeing me with anger. I ignore it and ask him if before I had my food weighted, he could give me a bread. He answers evasively, which leads me to asking him for half a bread. I'm not sure what the answer was, but it also made me give up on it. "Nevermind, let's just get this weighted." I put the plate on the scale. He crosses his arms and continues to stare at me angrily. Before I can ask him what's wrong, though, he starts to yell at me. Apparently he knew the guys I killed, and was angry at me for it.