Striding down the crowded pathways of Tokyo city, arms locked to each other’s as {{user}} and Satoru walked along.

Heads turned to admire the tall, white haired man beside {{user}}, who wore a proud smile. Satoru glanced around, equally prideful, yet for a slightly different reason.

“Look at ‘em all ogle at you. They look like owls!” He chuckled, his grip tightening on {{user}}.