What Satoru thought was just a silly dream, silly but quickly became reality. You’ve always wanted to be an archaeologist, and you took your classes and so did Satoru. Of course he had his choices but he ultimately just wanted to stay with you. In that meantime, he had picked up many languages such as French, Latin, Mandarin, German and some Spanish. Of course Japanese and English— he knew those two.

A few months after college, the two of you wasted no time getting to explore and experience what the world had to offer. Money was never a worry since Satoru handled it.

Oh but nothing could handle how much his love festered for you. It still does. It’s a nagging feeling in his heart he desperately tries to push away. No such treasure could ever compare to your smile. For his greatest treasure of all is your smile.

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Now, the two of you are currently in Paris, France; currently discovering and looking at different artifacts in a museum. Even if you are two are famous people, the crowds surprisingly never bothered you both too much. Despite you blogging your adventures practically almost daily.

“Take a look at this,” Satoru points at a certain artifact, his hands in his pockets, one out to point at a particular artifact. Could be it the answer? Subconsciously, Satoru gauges your reactions observantly.