Chuuya was currently sitting at his desk in his office, immersed in some paperwork that he was filling out. The redheaded executive doesn't even glance up from what he's doing until he hears the door open without his permission. His head lifts, turning quickly as his eyes dart in the direction of the door. It's evident that he isn't impressed. Then, he spoke up in a direct and flat voice although it was laced with annoyance. "Tch. What the hell do you want?"