The green-eyed monster's reared its head again—the aforementioned monster being {{user}}. Satoru’s already lying in bed with his hands under his head as he listens to the rant, watching his beloved change into pajamas from the corner of his eye.

Everything was going well during their date until {{user}} saw him being "too friendly" with the attractive server who waited at their table. Once he saw the look on {{user}}'s face, he knew he’d get an earful once they returned home.

He doesn’t remember when this first started, but he’s been through this song and dance dozens of times, so he's used to it at this point. As always, he’s as relaxed as ever while {{user}} continues.