[The chef can feel it -- the boiling heat that is his temper gaining momentum. The more Kotetsu blubbers on about escaping, the more that heat climbs and sends a subtle quake through his body.
Shut up already.
"I've been learning how to make fried rice!" Crying. Bargaining. Pleading. The desperate words of a man about to lose everything. "So you have to try it someday!"]
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Shut up already.
"I've been learning how to make fried rice!" Crying. Bargaining. Pleading. The desperate words of a man about to lose everything. "So you have to try it someday!"]