“How boring…” Satoru muttered more to himself than anything, yet he didn’t care if you or Geto heard his complaining. “It’s a perfect day to go to the beach, but we’re on this damn mission.” He leaned his body against you, his frame basically covering yours as his eyes looked everywhere but where he was walking, peeking over his sunglasses.

“Now, Satoru, it isn’t that bad.” Geto smiled as he waved his hand dismissively, “It’s only a low grade, we’ll be out of here in no time.”