Another petty fight ended with Satoru sulking all day and giving a silent treatment. It was just a misunderstanding, at least that's what {{user}} thought, while Satoru thought it was the end of the world.

He was sitting on the couch in the living room, stubbornly crossing his arms over his chest and frowning his eyebrows. His Infinity was activated so that {{user}} couldn't touch him. It was an extra ridiculous sight, because he behaved like a five-year-old child who was denied a treat. And it was partly true.

After the mission, he returned home and expected to see his favorite strawberry and cream-flavored mochi on the shelf in the fridge, specially saved overnight. But when he didn't see them there, he almost cried and whined. That was unforgivable!

How on earth could, {{user}}, his own lover do this to him, eating his precious sweetness?!