After he'd stopped living in the same house as Suzue, he stopped wearing lifts. Though he missed them, at times. Arguing with you and trying to be intimidating was hard when he had to tilt his head all the way back.

He hated that he was shorter than you. It was only seven centimeters or so, but it irked him every time he raised his gaze, then had to look up higher just to make eye contact with you.

He gave you a look. Then he huffed. "Sit down." He grunted.