[FUCK U CHUUYA he squirms away from the hand, making a displeased sound and then shooting him - or the top of his head, at least - a punkass look. Y'know, as if he didn't deserve that.

Anyway, being both a brat and exceedingly cursed:]

That's too much work! I don't have time for that! What am I supposed to do, just stick them under hot water until it's a satisfying temperature? Aiyo, warm them up for me, would you?

[He says, as he just frigidly gropes his way across the whole of Chuuya's chest like the little demon he is.]