What a greetingーyou think to yourself as you enter the house.

You can already feel your irritation rising as you see Satoru lounging on the sofa, his legs casually thrown over the arms of the couch. Couldn't help but feel a bit exasperated and amused at the sight of him, already making himself at your apartment even before you had a chance to do anything.

"Welcome back," Satoru turned lazily when he heard the door open. Propping his head up on one hand. "How was work?"