Mr Banana

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Aiden's phone vibrated, this was the 99 times mysterious call for the day.

Annoyingly, Aiden feels very sick of the strange delusional humans who don't wake up from the world of hallucinations.

Initially only messages were sent to his social media account, but in the past three days, it has turned into a terror call.

"Where did they get my private number?" He mumbled as he rechecked the list of missed calls from different numbers.

Aiden is at the limit of his patience, this can no longer be allowed. He decided to find out the storyteller and asked him to negotiate because it was a matter of saving his life.

Aiden re-opened the Writers application and opened the page of the story "I Know You Want Me" which had ruined the peace of his life.

"Mr Banana? The author's name is Mr Banana? Isn't that wrong?" He thought. Since deciding not to continue reading that troublesome story, Aiden never opened the app again and even forgot to find out the author's name.

A man in his late 30's with slightly unkempt long hair, eyes that look like they haven't slept for a long time, a thin and sharp beard, and a distended stomach. Such is Aiden's description of the perverted author named Mr Banana.

He opened the comments column and read one by one the messages from the audience of his works which amounted to tens of thousands of messages. The average comments contain their desire to be in the position of a female character who can enjoy the beauty of one night's love with the male main character, Aiden Supernova the female hunter.

"You can follow my social media account with the name @Suck_MrBanana, every weekend I will be holding a giveaway of 10,000 free coins for 10 winners, don't miss it." Write this crazy author by adding smiley emoticons in the comments column.

"So this is the name of the account, I'm curious as to what kind of person it is." Aiden thought. Without thinking, he immediately looked for @Suck_MrBanana and the account appeared effortlessly.

However, it seems that Aiden had to swallow his disappointment because there were no photos of the person he thought was the author of the story.

"Why are there no photos? What's the problem with this guy?" Aiden was really disappointed because he wanted to laugh at the guy who had taken advantage of his suffering.

The idea to message Mr Banana popped into his head. Aiden sent a private message hoping Mr Banana would read it.

"Hi, I'm Aiden Supernova. Can I have a little chat with you?" He type before he finally sends it.

Luck was on his side, Mr Banana was online and immediately read a message from him.

"You're the nude model Aiden Supernova?" Mr Banana replied his messege

"Nude models? Damn! When do I pose naked?" He muttered annoyed at this frontal question from an ignorant human.

"Right, I'm Aiden, nice to meet you. I have something to ask you, don't you mind?" He replied with polite sentences and seemed friendly according to the image he had built over the past six years.

"What do you want to ask?"

"I want to chat with you, there's an important matter I want to talk about. Can we meet?"

"Oh I can't, sorry?"

"Why not? Just a moment! We can meet at a cafe or restaurant."

"I can't, I'm on a college emwork!"

"College work? Lies! You must be a middle-aged man, don't pretend to be a student!" He cursed annoyed who was still trying to be patient.

"Then, when do you have time?"

"Actually, what do you want to talk about?" Asked Mr Banana who seemed to have started to suspect.

"You wrote the web novel I Know You Want Me, right?"

"That's right, I wrote it. Did you read the story too? What do you think?"

"Yeah, I've read it, but it's only 17 chapters. I'm a little annoyed that you make me a character in a story that is too vulgar like that."

"Objection? But there are many other stories that also feature artists or models, never a problem."

"It doesn't matter because they are not bothered!" He muttered. Actually he also didn't understand, was he the only one who experienced something like this or other people also experienced the same thing, but they didn't really care.

"Ever since you wrote the story about me, there have been a lot of people harassing me, sending vulgar messages and starting to call my private number. So, I wanted us to meet and talk about this." He hoped Mr Banana would understand.

"I think you're getting too carried away. There's no way because of my story people bother you, it doesn't make sense!"

"I've heard it from those who are obsessed with your stories. We'd better meet and talk about it."

"I don't want to!"

"If you don't want to, I will sue you for being the mastermind behind the harassment I received because of you!"

"So, why are you so sensitive? Just because something like that makes people want to sue, is it because the story is popular that you want to receive royalties because I used your photo and name, right?"

"Damn it...! It turns out that it can't be tolerated, who is asking for royalties? Where are you thinking?" He screamed in his heart. Aiden got more emotional and saw his face holding back anger, making Squishy who was sitting nearby looked confused.

"I don't need your money, I just want to meet and talk one-on-one, do you understand?" He reply, it seemed that this time he didn't need to be so gentle, let alone face a stubborn guy like this.

"Okay, where do you want to meet?"

"How about at the cafe across from the train station tomorrow at four o'clock?"

"Ok, fine! But you pay for the drink, huh?"

"Damn it! How can you ask something like this? How can I ask you to pay? This guy must be crazy, it's scary if he turns out to be a maniac." His mind was starting to overthink.

"Don't worry, the important you have to come tomorrow at four o'clock."

"Ok!"

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Aiden glanced at his watch, it was already 4.15 minutes, but there was no sign of Mr Banana's presence.

"Even though I said four o'clock, why don't he come too?" He had come to this cafe 20 minutes ago, even the coffee he ordered had run out.

Because of his striking good looks, Aiden didn't realize that since he arrived 20 minutes ago, people have been watching him, especially the women.

Tall, manly and athletic body, broad shoulders, an extraordinarily handsome face, rare and beautiful eye color, not to mention the clothes he wears. A navy hoodie and jeans, complete with white shoes, in other people's eyes, Aiden is really really cool.

"He's so handsome, isn't he? Is he waiting for someone?" Whispered the girls at the opposite table while glancing at Aiden who was trying not to care about their stares.

"He's so fucking cool!" Shouted a woman spontaneously because she couldn't stand to see Aiden's charm in person. So far, they only see his photos on the internet and magazines, or his appearance as a model for some famous products on television and his appearance in a popular film. But now, the hot model was in the same room as them, tasting the same coffee and breathing the same air.

"That bastard took so long! I forgot to ask for his number!" He thought. He was getting impatient waiting.

At the entrance, a young woman about 5'4 ft tall with slim body, black hair with a pretty face walked into the cafe while glancing around every corner as if looking for someone.

Aiden watched the woman, suspected that the beautiful woman was Mr Banana. But it seemed impossible that seeing a woman with such an innocent face could make such an incredibly vulgar story.

The woman looked at him and immediately walked over to Aiden who was sitting in the corner of the cafe, right next to the window.

"Huh? No way!" Aiden hoped this woman wasn't Mr Banana.

"Sorry for the long wait, I had an assignment at my campus, sorry?" The woman said with a smile.

Aiden was silent, "Beautiful" is the word that comes to mind about this woman.

"Are you Mr Banana?"

"That's right, hahahaha..." She laughed and the sound of her laughter made Aiden recall the 17 chapters of the story he read a few days ago. He don't know, why the story just popped into his head.

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