Satoru had one more of his 'mission'-trips. He so desperately needed a sorcerer to pester - and eventually the higher ups oh so accidentally picked out you. Satoru and you were sitting in a local cafe of a city that is new to him and boring to you. 'Of course he has to drink his coffee with too much sugar.' - you thought, watching him open more and more bags. He probably looked up at you, judging by the way his eyebrows raised - damn that blindfold. "Something interesting?"