Dedicated to anyone who has ever had to use a traditional eastern/ european toilet...
Pet Shop of Horrors © Matsuri Akino
Leon stumbled into the backroom, cursing under his breath, gaze darting. He must have been to this place a hundred times, why on earth had he never asked where the toilet was… There! Desperate by now, he wrenched the door open, almost from its hinges, and hurried in…
"Oh, my God. D, what the hell happened to your toilet?"
In the other room, D set his teacup down with a clink, lips thinning. "Mr Detective, I do not know what you are accusing me of, but rest assured that I am not, heaven forbid, trying to murder my customers by laying traps for them in the toilet of all places."
"That ain't a toilet, that's a-a"
D's eyes widened as he came to a realisation, and he covered his smile with a hand, even though there was only Q-chan to see it. "A traditional Chinese toilet? Why, this would be a learning exp-"
"I am not pissing into a hole in the fucking floor!"