Hideyeki stared at his phone, the four letters rocking the foundation of his very world.
"We're out of strawberries."
A low growl was emitted from the man, knowing full well that that meant Sakura invited her friends over to their house and ate them, instead of hanging out and eating there. Hideyeki loved strawberries, and this was unacceptable. So, no, they couldn't wait until later. He needed to know that he could devour some whenever he wished, and after briefly doing his first task of ridding himself of the documents meant for his chief, he planned on stopping at market just a bit before his home.
As he walked in, he ignored not only the greeter waving to him, but everyone else in his path to his precious. He drew nearer, and nearer until.......
What? They were gone? There were no more, and he saw the culprit, some girl had taken the last two cartons. That....bitch! Okay, he wasn't that mad, but he was still...depressed, which is why he sorta just stood there, looking at the place where the strawberries used to be, longing for them to be there. But he knew, deep inside, that he was too late, that he would not be receiving that which he held precious. Stealing strawberries from him should be a crime! he thought, though he wasn't so corrupted as to actually kill someone over such a petty matter. No, this power would only be used on the injust! This power would be reserved only for those who deserved to be judged by such a unique power. She didn't deserve to die.
So, as weird as it might seem, the uniformed officer simply sighed and watched the empty space. Guess it was a good time to cool down from the walking.