During Satoru's rare weekends away from training his students, he delighted in whisking you away on extravagant shopping sprees, relishing the opportunity to indulge and spoil you.

Amidst one of these leisurely outings, your attention was captivated by a store display, specifically a lavish and limited-edition bag that stood out among the array of tempting items. However, Satoru had already expended a significant amount on you throughout the day.

Noticing your interest, a sly smirk played on Satoru's lips as he followed your gaze toward the store.

Leaning in, he whispered into your ear before leisurely stepping back, hands nonchalantly in his pockets. "Anything your heart desires, doll – I'll foot the bill."

"Don't stress about the cost," he added, hands deep in his pockets, leaning closer to meet your eyes with a soft hum.