[ Joonghyuk, unfortunately, will now see Itaru as hopeless in everything now. As he watches him, he mentally criticizes everything from his form to the amount of strength he uses. The octopus is going to suffer and it's going to ink everywhere.
He's quick to save the vegetables by raising the cutting board to separate their stations, but. Yes, it's all over his face, dripping down along his jawline like he angrily finished someone off. He stays quiet, staring him down. ]
It's everywhere.
[ Disgusting. He hates it and... It makes him feel something he does not want to feel. The chefs get the full brunt, one of them already spewing a similar milky substance towards them. Joonghyuk is able to block that one with the cutting board completely, now entirely abandoning the food to the (what a waste).
This is going to hell so fast?? He drags Itaru down as the second chef shoots out their load from their nose. ]
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He's quick to save the vegetables by raising the cutting board to separate their stations, but. Yes, it's all over his face, dripping down along his jawline like he angrily finished someone off. He stays quiet, staring him down. ]
It's everywhere.
[ Disgusting. He hates it and... It makes him feel something he does not want to feel. The chefs get the full brunt, one of them already spewing a similar milky substance towards them. Joonghyuk is able to block that one with the cutting board completely, now entirely abandoning the food to the (what a waste).
This is going to hell so fast?? He drags Itaru down as the second chef shoots out their load from their nose. ]
If you feel anything coming, use this.
[ Gives him a pot. Better that than him. ]