*click*

An average boy with messy hair sits before a computer in a dimly lit room. His hair has probably grown past where his parents would have liked it, but he could care less. Maybe it was due to how stringent his parents were with it, but he started growing it out the moment he left. His hand covering the mouse moves, and presses.

*click*

He opens the page of his favorite at-the-moment webnovel and starts reading, only for the screen shifting to the left and staying there.

His eyes narrow.

‘It’s that damn ghost-click.’

The boy starts dragging his mouse to the right to no avail. It is only after he resorts to flicking the computer that it resorts to some semblance of its previous state.

‘I really should get this darn thing fixed, I have the warranty too…’

His head slumps lifelessly against the desk.

‘It’s so annoying, but what’s even more annoying is waiting the three weeks for it to get back…’

He raises his head and continues reading.

‘Oohhh, I like this part. What will the princess do next, will she cast a spell powered with love. I bet that’s it, this novel is pretty cliché after all…’

Suddenly, a flashing pop-up appears on the screen.

‘As hell as if my computer has a virus! You have a virus! You are a virus!’

He rages at the lying pop-up ad, before sighing.

‘Now how to get you off my screen.’

After scrutinizing the ad for a few moments, he finds it!

‘There, a little white box. But I must be careful if I miss my computer is going to run even slower, or worse.’

Then the boy painstakingly drags his mouse right over the x, before clicking it.

The pop-up goes away.

The boy gives a sigh of relief and goes back to reading about when the prince is about to profess his love.

‘Maybe I should read something else, this novel has been completely plummeting in quality lately. Maybe that two-star review was right…’

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He keeps reading for a few moments before another dreaded pop-up ad shows up. He gets ready to slay it with his valiant mouse when he notices something strange.

His dull and lifeless brown eyes widen a bit in surprise.

‘I haven’t seen a pop-up ad like you before; it looks like they’re targeting a new crowd with those viruses these days. At least it isn’t that type of clickbait, that always makes my eyes feel dirty when seeing it, this… I’m not even sure what to think.’

Isekai Delivery Service

Come one, come all, click here for an authentic* Isekai experience.

‘I really want to click it, just to see what happens, but I’d better not.’

The boy starts searching for the little red (or gray, they keep changing things up nowadays) x that would set him free to start reading his trashy webnovel…

He takes one look back at the odd advertisement.

‘And who the hell puts an asterisk on click-bait? It’s not like viruses need a terms and conditions…’

Then, taking his mighty holy sword, the hero swings at the dragon.

‘Does it mean I’m filthy that whenever I hear holy sword, I think of a certain little brother?’

The boy ponders for a few moments before shaking his head and clicking with his mouse.

The boy waits.

And waits, but the ad doesn’t go away.

‘Did I miss it, or is this the case of the false x.’

The boy practically shrieks in horror as he sees the download icon.

‘Windows anti-virus, you’re my last line of defense. Go and slay this dragon!’

Yet Windows anti-virus fails, clearly bribed into negligence of its duty, and the dragon descends on the boy’s poor computer.

The boy then tries to cancel the download as fast as he can, moving at lightning speeds his mouse streams across the counter, knocking over multiple cups and papers in the process, but he finds the cursor to be unmoving.

That’s when the boy sees the grey dot that means that the Ghost-click is active.

The boy wails and puts his hands to his head.

‘It’s a conspiracy, the ghost has teamed with the dragon, and now my computer will run slowly evermore…’

The boy falls to his knees, a despondent look on his face. Then the boy gets a weird smile on his face.

‘Not all is lost, maybe it was a nice pop-up ad virus, and I won’t need to pay 300 dollars just to get my data. Yeah, it’s probably just me making a big deal out of nothing.’

The boy looks up at the computer and sees a flashing smiley face in front of a gray screen.

‘Nope, it’s definitely the malicious kind of virus. I hope that somewhere out there, you’re getting your laugh because, at the very least, this isn’t funny to me.’

The boy starts crying. After a few moments, he composes himself and wipes away his tears.

He looks at the screen.

Congratulations, you’re a winner!

Get prepared to be Iseakaied- the Isekai Delivery Service team.

In between the two lines of text is a black and white truck logo, something you would expect to find on the paper ad for a trucking company.

‘A winner of sorrow maybe. What a joke.’

The boy takes a deep breath and looks at the nuclear option.

‘Or more like a grenade, the factory reset takes that title.’

His finger moves closer and closer to the power button.

‘I probably should have done this earlier, but I have a lot of unsaved data.’

The tears start again, and he presses the button.

The screen flickers a moment, but the computer remains on.

‘Is that even possible, isn’t the shutdown option sacrosanct to viruses, or is this the demon king of viruses! How could I have been so naïve as to mistake it for a dragon.’

He turns the computer upside down and ejects the battery.

‘But even demon-kings have weaknesses after all.’

*Hooooooooooooonk*

‘Hmmm, what’s that? Is one of the neighbors listening to car sounds for enjoyment again? Weeeeird.’

The boy then starts to the bathroom.

‘Well, this has been exhausting, let me just go tinkle then.’

Then a truck, headlights glaring, crashes into his room.