"I'm going to eat all of it," Ryusei repeated, feeling childish even as he did so. Today was not his day. Well, if he was already being childish....

Time for something drastic. He called this his Kisaragi move. A move so idiotic and with so high a percentage of pissing off the one he was using it on that it was bound to work! Ugh, Kisaragi logic. He got up, went to the control room, grabbed Utahoshi's shoulders, and started pushing him out to the main room.

"You can take all the breaks you want," he said, after swallowing the bite he'd taken of onigiri. "We're not on a schedule, you know...."