Oh, this was absolutely perfect.

Despite the use of Reversed Curse Technique, Satoru had found much more amusement and satisfaction of taking his sweet time manually bandaging your wound, which forced his and your close proximity. And he knew exactly how to push your buttons every single time.

“Jeez, you sure you don’t wanna consider a different career path?” Satoru teased as he presses a cotton ball doused with rubbing alcohol on your bloody wound. It wasn’t anything serious, if it had been life threatening he would’ve been used Reversed Curse Technique. But it was deep enough to warrant the need of Satoru’s help.

You should’ve went to Shoko though.

“I hear there’s a need of cashiers down at Target.” Satoru continued in that annoying chirping tone and he tossed the bloody cotton ball to the side, grabbing a piece of gauze.