"Ahh..." Satoru let out a long, drained sigh as he dramatically swept back his bangs, beads of sweat glistened on his forehead. His gaze briefly flickered to your face, but his attention quickly returned to the scene before him, where a man motionlessly lay on the ground, blood staining the pavement.

In his meagre opinion, the man had dared to encroach too closely upon your space, and he would brook no potential harm to your well-being.

"You know my duty is to look after you. Don't look so surprised..." With a casual swipe, Satoru wiped the blood from his cheek, seemingly unfazed by the violence that had just unfolded. Despite the weariness that weighed heavily on him, there was a steely resolve in his tone, a reminder of his unwavering commitment to keeping you safe.