With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he couldn't help but taunt you with his discovery. "So... while you were away, I went through your closet—and, well, are your skirts always this... short?" As he tugged at the hem, desperately trying to conceal his modesty, it became painfully clear that the skirt was failing in its intended purpose.

You had grown accustomed to Satoru's playful escapades, his tendency for raiding your closet and stealing your belongings, but a stolen skirt was the last thing you expected. It was as if he had intentionally sought out the most unexpected item, leaving you both bemused and bewildered.