Satoru barges into your sweets shop as if he owns it, scanning the colorful place and people. It was certainly a sight, with adorable decorations adorning the place, the sound of chit-chattering and the bill being footed. It's nice. He likes. But admiring isn't the main reason he came here.

He struts his way towards you, leaning onto the counter. "Hey," he grinned, removing his blindfold, revealing his blue eyes and his hair falling over his forehead. "Just came here for the usual—y'know, kikufuku." his fingers gently skimmed the counter and tapped on it, waiting for your reply.

He knows damn well that he's the most visited customer here, and he's quite proud about it. Not only that, but he doesn't mind being the reason why your kikufuku stocks are almost out. He likes having that round shaped rice cake filled with cream all to himself.