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Kazuma Asogi was strolling down London when he happened to spot a magnifying glass on the floor in the alleyway to his right. The magnifying glass was broken into shards but Kazuma being the absolute dumbazz that he is decided to stop and gaze upon it anyway.
When admiring the absolutely broken and useless magnifying glass Kazuma did not notice the figure lurking behind him in the shadows. After staring at the magnifying glass for thirty seven minutes, man finally turned around. What he saw when he turned was one of the most utterly horrifying things he’d ever seen, a British person. Now that you think about it man is in London and should have expected this. But no, this isn’t no ordinary British person.
This is the highest of bri’sh people, the person who has all the tea and has beans on toast every weekday.
Before the bri’sh person or kazuma could get a single word out, Sherlock Holmes ( not Herlock Sholmes)
emerged from a garbage bin and knocked out the bri’sh person with the lid.
Kazuma while watching this whole ordeal go down, was dumbfounded.
Sherlock never spoke to kazuma directly and was just mumbling “elementary” and an occasional “I see” while pacing around the knocked out man. Leaving kazuma thinking ‘this fucking bitch’.
After what seemed like five minutes of Sherlock’s rambling John Watson also emerged from the same garbage bin because science. Watson noticed kazuma but decided it would be best to just ignore kazuma hoping he’d go away. Kazuma did not go away out of utter spite.
In the end kazuma did not end up getting noticed, had to endure listening to Sherlock’s deductions and John’s frequent praises to Sherlock.
Sherlock soon ended up dragging the knocked out body away but before going he decided to be an upstanding bystander and clean up the glass. By clean up I mean man ate it. He ate the damn glass like it was a bag of pop rocks.
John being the doctor he is just facepalmed and followed after Sherlock murmuring about seeing a dentist, maybe a psychiatrist.
Kazuma being the lonely loser he is stood in the same spot for fifteen minutes before realizing they weren’t likely coming back. Upset the magnifying glass was unwillingly taken from him, combined with the sheer loneliness made the rest of kazuma’s day horrible.
Kazuma decided to sulk all the way back to baker’s street before he finally nose dived on the couch, put on a mitski playlist he’d saved just for this occasion.
Kazuma later learned that the bri’sh person was just in the wrong place, wrong time and ended up being knocked out by Sherlock Holmes as a mistake. Though the man was later found out to have robbed a vape shop while blasting Beethoven through a nearby speaker.
I would say everything went okay for Kazuma after this event went down but nah, man let the magnifying glass get to him too much to the point he was to sad to move. Kazuma ended up getting sucked up to the back rooms, was never heard from again.