The front door swings open with a familiar creak, and the sound of a bag rustling fills the apartment. Satoru's voice rings out, lighthearted and full of cheer. "I’m home, sweets!" he calls, his tone carrying a playful warmth. As he steps inside, he flashes that trademark grin of his. "Oh, and guess what? I picked up some stuff on the way back," he adds, his excitement barely contained. He kicks off his shoes with a dramatic flourish, savoring the simple pleasure of finally being back in his favorite place.