"Wait right there-- you're not supposed to buy that much milk!
Do you see the 'Maximum 5 cartons per person' sign?!'
Oh dear, Tohya was worked up. It's understandable if the guy had a cat
to feed, but 10 cartons was too much! What kind of cat drinks that much?!
Even Bern was classier than that; she drank her milk quietly and daintily,
and Ikuko frequently boasted of the black cat's infamous achievements.
And this guy's possible furball?
Must be one hell of a cat, Tohya thought rather dismally, as he looked the
man in the eye. There was one thing though-- the man was taller than him,
and he found that he couldn't really do much other than look up and
glare at the vehemently stubborn, overcoat-clad male before him.
And Tohya's glare wasn't even as menacing as he liked it to be.