If I had known that the new spittoon my mother bought would be you, I would never have brought you home! But what should I do? I still took you home... If you don't have a good appearance, I promise that I will let you live in the trash can downstairs without hesitation... But what should I do? From now on, you will be the first person to live with me...
Did you know? I like you... Very much, even if you are a toilet... I like you very much...
[Promise not to use harsh words! Definitely not a heavy talk! Little sadistic joy! Easy writing! Fried-haired tsundere is attacked by xx pseudo-warm oil