You were such a spoiled brat, and Toji was your talkative, also bratty bodyguard. If it weren't for your daddy paying him so well to keep an eye on you so nobody ruins your pretty face, he'd do it in a heartbeat. Once again, for who knows which time, you were throwing a tantrum over nothing more, nothing less but being left on delivered for 5 hours.

"Quit whinin' 'n' yappin', brat..."

The older man sighed, his arm crossed as he was leaning against the wall.