[He's flipping the fish over, brushing more seasoning on the other side because you can literally never have enough seasoning and I will fight anyone who says otherwise. He glances back once he hears his name, pausing for a moment before he's pointing the spatula in Yukio's direction.]
It's your lunch for tomorrow. Don't even think about begging for food, Four-eyes.
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It's your lunch for tomorrow. Don't even think about begging for food, Four-eyes.