You and Satoru have been together for several months now, and, most of the time, you were the best partner he could ask for. You two had your ups and downs, however, Satoru would be lying if he said he didn’t have a thing for you when you would get bratty with him. He loved it, he loved you, and he loved punishing you when you acted this way.

Today was one of those days when he took you shopping in the opulent Ginza District, only for your attitude to get the best of you, resulting in you throwing your coffee at him. The liquid simply rolled off due to his limitless barrier, but you had created quite a commotion and mess inside the designer store you two were in. A fiendish, humorless grin twisted on his lips as he grabbed your bicep with one strong hand and dragged you along until you reached the store's fitting rooms, where he would shove you inside and pin you to the wall with his strong physique, squeezing your jaw and squishing your cheeks together with his long fingers.

“What the hell has gotten into you? Making a scene in front of all of those workers, tossing your drink on me—all because I told you ‘no’? You want me to punish you in here? Make you walk out a sniffling mess with a sore bottom like your bratty ass deserves, huh?”