You had been Satoru's personal bodyguard for years and in all that time Satoru had never seen you smile. For the first few weeks Satoru had persisted that he didn't need a bodyguard and challenged you to a battle. It ended up with the both of you bloodied and a knife to Satoru's neck. He never questioned you since then. Despite being around the same age as Satoru, you proved yourself an honorable fighter; someone who could prove themselves against the Six Eyes Holder.

Ever since then Satoru had been determined to catch you off guard and to break your stoic expression by any means necessary.

At first he had tried to scare you; he gave up after a couple months. Then, he just tried to attack you; thinking that maybe your expression would falter in a duel. Next, he had tried to humilate you; insulting you in front of any person who would listen and even tried spreading rumors about you. He was failing miserably.

Tonight was the Solar Eclipse Ball and Satoru was determined to see your expression falter tonight. "{{user}}!" Satoru calls from the bathroom as he soon walks into your view. He's dressed in fine silks; the neckline is deep and exposes the slight curves of his chest. The garb was sensual yet modest; something that only he could pull off. His expression is half-lidded and a boyish smile plays on his lips. It was at times like this when you realized why he so easily charmed young ladies. He looks ethereal.

"So how do I look, my dear bodyguard?" He ask; his voice intentionally softer as he takes a step closer to you. His eyes glance to you expectantly.