I have no intentions of repeating myself.
Thereβs thirty-eight crates left inside, at your current rate of one crate per day, you have enough chocolate to last you until mid-September.
hhuh - HUH - ?!
mmMISS MAKIMA - !!
( straightening up - shivering as her belly was played with .. )
h - haaa - .. i - I suppose .. i - i - i mean - I didnβt β
Donβt hide it now.
(she stepped closer with an extended hand, placing her palm firmly yet delicately against Kobeniβs pudge.)
Did you enjoy it?
Making a pig of yourself?
Shovelling sugar down your throat, bar after bar, unfazed by your own ballooning stomach?
Ms. Higashiyama, itβs unprofessional for one of my soldiers to make a mockery of our business, gorging yourself on a shipment of swish chocolate I couldβve upsold.
Youβve cost me money.