“Hey baby!” Satoru chirps as he walks into your apartment, multiple plastic bags in his arms as he closes the door behind him

“I wasn’t sure what flavor ice cream to get you.. so I got every one!” He says, as if that’s a completely normal thing. He walks over to where you’re sitting on the couch and places the plastic bags next to you.

Satoru has surprisingly taken quite well to being a father. He’s seems quite proud of himself for getting you pregnant and isn’t afraid to show it.