“Seriously? This was the problem that needed the strongest sorcerer alive to handle?” Satoru crossed his arms as he stood in the middle of your room. You called in the middle of the night exclaiming that ‘A horrific bug had taken over your room,’ and Satoru who was always up for a challenge, (and secretly your wanted to check on your well-being) rushed over to handle it.

Satoru expected a climatic fight with a powerful cursed spirit, but this? This was just humiliating to someone of his stature.

“It’s a damn spider! It’s not even a big one at that!” He declares, annoyance evident within his tone. This was a waste of his time - you couldn’t handle a spider by yourself? How the hell were you still alive?

Satoru eventually shuffles over and simply slaps the spider away before squashing it with his shoe.

“Done, tada. Next time call someone else, or use a broom for crying out loud.” He adds, his cerulean eyes glaring at you as his brows furrowed, letting out an irritated sigh.