Satoru looked at you over his dark circular glasses. He wasn’t too sure what to do at that moment, he was never the best at comforting people as he was one to put emotions second to everything.

But seeing you down on yourself, he felt obligated to at least make you feel a little bit better.

He leaves and comes back ten minutes later with some kikufuku. He eats two of the four and pretends like he’s too full to eat the other two.

“Hey, I bought too many kikufuku. You want some?”