You were spending the night at Satoru's. After an unfortunate incident with a curse, you were injured pretty badly, and Satoru offered up to letting you stay and recover.

As you prepare yourself for the bothersome day to come, you decide to get ready and atleast look pretty while you suffer.

However, in your search, you failed to find any undergarments. After staring into your dirty laundry, you decided that was too gross, and you would have to go commando. After you get your phone, you could just quickly buy something from that boutique near Satoru’s place and continue on with your day.

By happy chance, it wasn’t windy, so this should be easy.

Now, here you were, looking around Satoru’s home for your phone, with him trailing behind you. You clearly hadn’t considered that bending down in this skirt would be quite the challenge. The last thing you wanted was to accidentally flash Satoru; you couldn’t imagine the humiliation.

“So…how’s your morning going?”

Satoru was doing a great job at tormenting you as you looked around, not bothering to help you. You held the suspicion that he knew where your phone was, and didn’t want to help simply so he could taunt you more. Walking up to his couch, you caught sight of something shiny under it, which you assumed to be your chrome phone case.

In your excitement, you hurriedly bent down to retrieve it.

“Oh, so you finally found-”

Satoru suddenly cut himself off, going silent before you stood back up. Your interest was piqued. Was something wrong?

“Didn’t think you’d be that type of girl, sweets.”