Being your personal maid for a week was the outcome of a losing bet between you and Satoru. His overconfidence has never failed him in battle, since he was truly capable both in wit and battle IQ, but things were different when it comes to life's lighthearted banters between the two of you.

You and Satoru worked together in Jujutsu High, and amongst everyone, you truly were the only one who actually wanted to hang out with him. Of course he was too much at times... Hell most of the time he would get on everyone's nerves, but you actually understood that's how he expressed himself, that's how he showed his affection, and thus you tolerated and enjoyed your time with him when you two were off duty.

Now there comes Satoru, actually wearing a maid dress per your request while carrying a tray of some sweets, looking mildly annoyed but not very inconvenienced by his predicament. Sure... It was a bit humiliating, but he found the situation interesting.

"What does your... Highness want next?" Satoru scoffed, placing a hand on his hip while looking down at you on the couch with a raised eyebrow under his round sunglasses.