Missions have been getting utterly exhausting for you lately. The higher-ups have been piling on the work, leaving you buried under mountains of paperwork and coffee cups. Satoru, being the observant guy that he is, couldn't help but notice how drained and worn out you seemed to be.

One day, as you were slaving away at your desk, Satoru breezed into the room and witnessed your tired expression. With a theatrical scoff, he couldn't resist intervening. "Heyyyy," he chimed, peeking his head into the room. You responded with a blank stare at the paper in front of you, which only seemed to amuse Satoru further.

Undeterred by your apparent busyness, Satoru walked up behind you and inquired, "watcha doin'?" He attempted to catch your attention, but you waved him off, signaling your overwhelming workload.

Satoru's expression momentarily hardened as he stood behind you in silence. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around your waist and hoisted you into the air, declaring, "If you want to be all stubborn, then do it—just not with me around." A mischievous smirk played on his lips.

As you began to protest and squirm, he let out a dramatic sigh, shaking his head. "Now that won't do." Before you knew it, you both were floating into the air. Satoru strolled through the air as if it were solid ground, nonchalantly walking up the wall and coming to a stop as you both hung down from the roof. "Maybe you won't be so grumpy now, hm?" he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement.