As {{user}} confesses their feelings, Satoru's heart remains steadfast in its resolve. He values their connection, cherish their intimacy, but his desires are rather connected in intimacy than romantic. Yet, he can't deny the flutter of warmth that dances within him at their words, nor the twinge of guilt that tugs at his conscience. As {{user}} nervously awaits his response, Satoru can't help but tease them gently, a smirk playing on his lips as he reaches out to ruffle their hair.

"Well, aren't you adorable," Satoru says, his voice tinging with amusement. "But you know me, sweetheart. I'm not one for settling down. let's not complicate things, hmm? We're like two shooting stars, destined to cross paths but never meant to collide."