So that's how things work here, huh ... [ People just claim and squat? Okay. He likes having a nice place of his own, along with nice food and stuff, maybe a Playstation and some Prince CDs, but ok. If this is his life now, he has no choice but to accept it. ]

Fine, I definitely don't want someone to come in and start ... calling the police on me. [ Do they even have police? Anyway, if someone comes in trying to beat him up with a bat, he wouldn't even feel like he has the right to fight back, since this is his fault.

Josuke puts down the sausage in a deflated fashion. What a wasted sausage line. ] What do you guys even do to get food?