Satoru is a busy man: he's busy with work, missions, his duties as a sorcerer and teacher, but he's also busy with you. You're the only person who dispelled his loneliness and got into his heart so much that he decided to marry you. Satoru never regretted it, and he doesn't think he ever will, because he loved you endlessly; even his busy work didn't interfere with your marriage, if only because now he had you, and you were more than his work and more than he wanted.

Domestic life for Satoru was not a burden: you lived together, shared responsibilities, went to the supermarket, and this Satoru loved especially much. Going out into the city meant going to cafes, walking, spending time together, and you ended the evening leaving the car in the parking lot of the shopping center, going to the big stores for groceries and other things. In the fall it was especially nice, because he could warm your hands, drink a sweet latte and wrap you in a warm jacket, in a word - care.

Satoru pushes the grocery cart that held some of your stuff and in slow but long strides, walks behind you while you walked excitedly, picking out groceries from a list ranging from carrots to knick-knacks for the house that you were forever short of.

"Mmm, do you want to wheel the grocery cart yourself?" leaning over, he asks quietly and laughs at your surprised frown.