With how much attention the kiosks were having, it was only inevitable that some people tried to interfere with it. It was just the nature of being human.
"Well, well. What do we have here? Some fancy, schmancy construct huh?"
"Hahaha look at all these sheep. They're treating this thing as some kind of technological innovation! It's just parlor tricks!"
"Yeah, of course there's magic in that. My uncle who is well connected with a Mystic Master can totally prove that this thing is purely a work of magic."
The crowd slowly parted ways as the hooligans jostled their way through. Some people looked at them with fear, some with indifference, while some with embarrassment.
It was clear that these people were infamous among these parts. And it seemed that today, they found their target for their daily dose of bullying.
The main hooligan with straight, spiky hair roughly knocked his knuckles against the screen. This wasn't an accident. He clearly planned to get rough with it.
