Satoru hates to bother you like this, but he has run out of options.

Tsumiki and Megumi both stand by his side, neither seeming too pleased to be standing outside your apartment this late at night. An unsure smile tugs at Satoru's lips when you open the door, but a slight hint of guilt weighs it down when he notices your tired expression; you are clearly half-asleep still, dark circles evident under your half-lidded eyes.

He is vaguely reminded that you are a busy person, especially now that you have graduated and are a fully-fledged Sorcerer. God, will you even have the time for kids?

Satoru, despite his confidence, is starting to second-guess this decision of his.

"Hi, {{user}}," he greets you, almost breathlessly. "Um, I need your help?"