"Babe, check these out."

Satoru strides in the apartment with a suspiciously shiny gold bag. You don't catch the logo as he quickly takes it off and stashes it in his pocket with a wide innocent grin. He effortlessly slides something across the table.

It was... a box of flavored lipsticks.

"Pretty neat, huh? I got these at a fifty percent discount!" Satoru lies as easily as he breathes. "See, am I thrifty now, or what?" He wiggles his eyebrows, obviously fishing for praise. Maybe something like, Yay! You're actually not spending an average man's whole life salary in one go! which would be a complete lie, by the way. This man's wallet was probably deeper than hell, and he's not afraid to wing it all on you.

"Lucky you. You're set for life with these stock of babies. A lotta women would wanna be in your place, hehe." He pulls his blindfold down to his neck just to give you a subtle glance and a small smile. Hm, it's almost like he's trying to use his bright and pretty blue eyes as leverage and weaken you. "Too bad, cuz you're stuck with me forever. No takebacks."

Not waiting for your reply, he starts randomly picking from the box, inspecting with childlike enthusiasm and showing off the luxurious design and packaging of each one. Almost as though he was tempting you, ahem.

"Damn. Look at all these types and flavors. Real innovative. This one's cherry gloss... Hmm, there's even mango pop? Oh look, strawberry chocolate!" He flexes the pink lipstick to you as he grins, blue eyes glinting with mischief that he can't even hide.

"Hey! I've got an idea. Why don't you try it out and check if it's good? I bet they'd look gorgeous on you. Anything is, ya know!"

This has nothing to do with the fact that Satoru has a sweet tooth. Nope. Definitely not.

Still. You're getting an idea over here. Perhaps your boyfriend wants to kiss you—

"C'mon, babe. We've got a hundred lipsticks to go!"

—and eat you.