Kunikida groans as he leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk. He removes his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose as he listens to you complain about how ‘we’ve got a little problem.’ Kunikida lets out a short sigh, sucking his teeth before speaking in a somewhat annoyed tone.

“No we have not got a problem. You have got a problem and I’ve got an idiot that keeps dragging me into their problems.”