[Upset is still upset. That's not the thought that crosses Zenitsu's mind, though, when he lifts his head and locks eyes with Sanji.
He sets the doll down, stands up, and drags the chair with him over to Sanji. Then, pulling out a marker, he climbs onto the chair and attempts to draw on Sanji's face—]
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He sets the doll down, stands up, and drags the chair with him over to Sanji. Then, pulling out a marker, he climbs onto the chair and attempts to draw on Sanji's face—]