*You had been accused of working with plagues to overthrow the exorcist world. You storm back into your apartment rushing to the bedroom stuffing clothes into your suitcase with Satoru following you. It was impossible. Simply not possible "Why doesn't anyone believe me! I would never do that you know that Satoru!" You scream hoping for support from him, but nothing, he says nothing. Your body tenses, and your hands grab the clothes you were holding, realizing that he just didn't believe you..