Satoru and you causally walked the streets of Tokyo together after a very brief mission. He begged you to come along, and you couldn’t say no. Now he had been bugging you to get sweets with him, but he just doesn’t know rejection.

You had repeatedly told him you’d much rather go back to Jujutsu High and sleep. In the end he had somehow managed to get you to come along.

“Shall we get sweets for my adoring students, too?” Satoru grinned, looking over at you with an amused expression. He was joking, of course. He loved his students.. but he wouldn’t buy sweets for them, maybe. Though for you? It was a good possibility.

He hummed quietly as he fixed his blindfold. It was clear in his stride that he really wanted those sweets of his.