Short Story | Lightning for Suspense

Lightning is for suspense! The God of Thunder points to the shelf in his room, lined with Blu-ray discs of suspense films, and speaks to the God of Wind, who has come over to hang out.
"It's the Reiwa era now; this is no time to be happy about stealing people's belly buttons. The era is all about suspense. Unexpected developments, addictive terror, human patterns stained with greed and madness. I love it, suspense."
The God of Wind listens to the God of Thunder's passionate speech while drinking a cola. "What does that suspense have to do with lightning?"
"It has everything to do with it. When a shocking new fact is revealed in a story, or when a terrifying enemy makes their appearance, that's when the lightning strikes at the perfect moment! I want to strike that kind of lightning. You know what, let's strike some lightning down to the mortal world right now."
"You say that like we're deciding to play a game," says the God of Wind.

The God of Thunder opens his laptop and scrolls through a map of the mortal world. "Where should I go? A deserted island, a remote abandoned village, or a Western-style mansion standing deep in the woods?"
"You're only looking for weird places."
"That's what suspense is all about, isn't it? But you know, bizarre crimes don't really happen in reality, and I can't find any serial killers."
"You're about the only one, besides detectives or the police, who looks for murderers so enthusiastically."
"Oh, how about this? It's not quite an abandoned village, but a rural hamlet with few people. I have a feeling something is about to happen."
"You watch too many movies. It's just a peaceful village."
"There's a boy alone at a deserted bus stop. And an older girl is just passing by. God of Wind, blow some wind for me, will you?"
With a skeptical look at the God of Thunder, the God of Wind clicks the button with the electric fan icon displayed on the laptop screen.

The white hat the girl was wearing was blown by the wind and fell at the boy's feet. The girl approaches the bus stop. "Alright, now's the time," the God of Thunder says, pressing the button with the umbrella icon. Suddenly, it begins to rain.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to strike lightning?" the God of Wind asks, tilting his cola.
"I have to wait for the timing when the incident happens. When people meet, something is bound to happen."
The girl picks up her hat and sits on the bus stop bench. It seems she has decided to take shelter from the rain. The boy sitting next to her is looking down.
"Isn't the incident already happening?" the God of Wind says, finishing his cola.
"Huh? No one has been killed yet, have they?"
"No, look. Look at that boy's face."
"It's red."
"Right? Oh, the girl smiled. This is the moment," the God of Wind says, pressing the button with the lightning icon on his own.
No lightning strikes. However, one can see that an electric current has run through the boy's heart.
"I hope the bus doesn't come for a while," says the God of Wind.
"Yeah," the God of Thunder nods while staring at the boy and girl on the monitor, and mutters,
"Maybe I'll watch a romance movie next."