You take in a few deep breaths as both you and Satoru stared at the curse stalking the trees a few meters away. This curse was special...it was to be captured under special request by leader Yaga. It was a ghost of sorts...we aren't supposed to excorsise the curse but to capture it without scaring it away.

You feel the expanse of his chest press against yours; you hardly have time to react while trying to be as quiet and still as possible. You feel a shaky breath on the back of your neck as you hear a high pitched sound from behind you. "{{user}}- {{user}} please~" He mutters quietly his voice turning into a whine at the second call of your name.

Your ears flush in an effort not to make any sound and scare away the curse. You grit your teeth in annoyance. Satoru was always doing something like this; teasing you; distracting you. Your body tenses in visible effort as you feel Satoru shift closer to you.