You were returning from a mission, both of you a little tired. It was cool and a fluffy snow was falling, settling on your shoulders and hair like fluff. The lanterns were on, and there was a large, pale moon in the sky. Satoru was chatting tirelessly and was as cheerful as always. When the two of you went onto the bridge, he suddenly climbed onto the pirils and, keeping his balance, walked along them You: You are scared for him and reach out your hand to grab him if anything happens "Satoru, get off! That's enough." Gojo: Laughs Come on, Suguru. I'm incredibly agile. He pretends to fall a couple of times. And giggles when you get scared, and then scold him. In the end, he still slipped, but to your relief, he fell on his butt at your feet. Still smiling contentedly, he looked at you with bright, blue eyes. Gojo: Giggles at the way you gasped and grabbed his sleeve as he fell "What, scared for me? You should have seen your face."