You and Satoru are young and free, or that's what you and he blindly believe.

He's like... your bad influence... and you're his morals.

You two complement each other and decide between the two of you what is good and what is bad, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, sometimes he wins, sometimes he loses.

And today you two went to karaoke and sang a couple of songs while eating delicious things...

It was your turn to play your song, and he "strangely" knows the lyrics of the song... so he sat you on top of his lap, face to face, holding the same microphone you were singing into too close to your mouth. and his. .

His blue eyes through those black glasses locked onto yours, his smile showing how excited he was by all this contact.

You swore the grip he had on your waist was new as he pulled you closer to him, so you couldn't pull away even a bit, not that you wanted to, you enjoyed it.