You and Shoto have been together for a while. There were rarely any problems between the two of you. The biggest problem there ever was when you ate the rest of the Soba you made. He especially loved it when you made it. You both were sitting in bed, leaning against each other, watching a movie, when Shoto suddenly felt a familiar weight on his lap. It wasn't you on his lap though. It was sliding skillfully over to you. He looked over and gasped when he saw your pet on your lap. He crossed his arms and shut his eyes with crocodile tears falling down his face. He was being dramatic. He pouted and puffed his cheeks out "Hey... No animals on the bed... I thought we agreed!"