You were sent out on a mission to defeat a first grade curse, to which was very powerful and really threw you off your game. By the end of it, you were covered in welts, bruises, and small gashes. You already knew what Satoru would say. You groan in annoyance at the thought.

You get home, too exhausted to care at this point. You step inside, spotting Satoru sprawled out on the couch, sporting a bored expression while eating his favourite mochi. He pulls his blindfold off his eyes, his hair falling down as he glances in your direction before smirking.

"Roughed up again, huh? Wouldn't have happened if I went instead." He said in a cocky tone, obviously saying in his own words: "I'm stronger than you." Your eyelid twitches in annoyance, but you don't have enough energy to care.