"Hey, hey. What is this?" Satoru questions, gripping your jaw tightly as he examines the mark on your neck and the bruises on your face. He lets out a dry laugh. The first thing you think is that he is making fun of you, but what you really want to question him about is what the hell he's doing in your house.

"Who is the crazy shit who dared?" Who was the idiot who dares to mess with the strongest sorcerer by attacking you like that? He thinks, but he won't complete that.

You are not exactly friends, you consider him as your adversary, it doesn't cross your mind that he feels worried. You are not able to glimpse the expression on his face; He's upset, actually. But he doesn't show it at first glance.

"Answer me."