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Oftentimes, Kaz finds himself lost in tunnel vision. That's the case with the crooked painting, and that's the case now with this... mosquito girl. You can land a jet plane behind him right now and he would be none the wiser. Incidentally taking advantage of this fact is the goat boy who Kaz can only vaguely remember the name of.

Slinking towards him, the goat boy crushes the nozzle of Kaz's bug spray and purloins one of his comics. Kaz finally comes to his senses after being mind diddled by seeing Mosquito-chan when he attempts to spray the chemical her way only to find that nothing happening. [color=#A31221]"Huh?"[/color]

He looks around the room as if to figure things out and only realizes what has happened when he sees Drank Soda with one of his books. [color=#A31221][i]"H-He's fast...!"[/i][/color] No, you're just dense. He leaves the goat boy with his comic for now as he seems harmless enough and walks into the kitchen where the blonde dairy lover―think his name is "Yaoi" or something―is making a pizza. Cheese... Dairy... Perfectly in character for him.

Kaz sees a coffee maker in the corner. Coincidentally (all according to plan), Kaz bought some coffee mix. He gets to work, meticulously letting the machine do everything for him. After about seven minutes, he pours himself a cup, walks over to the table, and takes a seat. At the table sat Prank Yoga, Missquito, and the chain-smoking young man whose age eludes Kaz still―seemingly oblivious to the fact that goat boy also smokes. Karada right? Kaz takes a longer than normal sip of his coffee while he stares daggers into the bug girl.

After an excruciatingly long time of silent piercing stares, Kaz finally speaks up. [color=#A31221]"Excuse me,"[/color] he starts, talking directly to the bug girl, [color=#A31221]"can you pass the blood- err, sugar?"[/color] Kaz asks in an entirely nonchalant and impassive manner. Whether she does so or not, Kaz would eventually wind up with sugar which he then―all the while maintaining his blink-less gaze―unsympathetically pours an offensive amount into his cup, so much so that it had to be censored for general audiences.