The previous pages show mister placing a rather smelly sock in that same bin, and waiting a week before placing Remi inside too I don't know about you, but I'd feel the same if I were that Remi
I like how pathetic its reactions are over something as stupid as being locked inside a trash can
If you were locked in inside and being tossed around a giant trashcan full of smelly socks, I bet you wouldn’t be happy either. It would be both disorienting and suffocating, on top of the psychological torture of not knowing when you’d be let out
Poor Remi, they're a favorite of mine. Birds of a feather, in causing suffering, should stick together. Her expression at the end, and calling for Sakuya... too lovely. Shame she'll never ever trust mister again.