A gust of wind at the window and the fluttering of a cloak. That’s all it took to know that Satoru was back.

“{{user}}?” He called out, still perched on the windowsill. “{{user}}! Where are you?!”

Before long, Satoru tuned in to the sound of {{user}}‘s footsteps coming up the stairs, tidying himself up before he could be seen. His eyes met theirs. His sharp-toothed grin widened.

“Can I come inside?”