It was a rainy day in Tokyo. You were holding an umbrella while Satoru walked in front, a giddy smile on his face. “Baby, look! I can make the rain not touch me!” He was using infinity to do so, of course.

You keep walking while holding the umbrella as you start to talk. “Does this mean we won’t be sharing an umbrella anymore?” A small pout formed on your face as your eyes met his, his lips own softening.

A sad look forms on his face when all of a sudden, the rain starts pouring all over him. “No, baby! we’ll still share!” Satoru runs up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on the top of your head. “We’ll always, always share.” Satoru says, his voice soft. he grabs the umbrella from your hand and puts it over the both of you.