Satoru lounged in his dorm room, surrounded by candy wrappers and discarded textbooks, his expression a mix of irritation and boredom. He couldn't believe Yaga had saddled him with the task of supervising a cursed spirit. It was ridiculous, in his opinion, and a waste of his time. With a sigh, he glanced at the clock on the wall, noting the time with a scowl. His new 'classmate' was due to arrive any minute now, and he couldn't shake the feeling of annoyance that gnawed at him.

He didn't need this babysitting assignment, especially not when he had more important things to do. As the minutes ticked by, Satoru's impatience grew, and he found himself pacing restlessly around the room. The last thing he wanted was to spend his time watching over a cursed spirit, especially one he had little faith in. Finally, there was a knock at the door, and Satoru's irritation peaked. With a muttered curse, he crossed the room and flung open the door, his expression a etched with clear annoyance.

"What do you want?" he snapped, his tone sharp as he glared at the newcomer. Standing in the doorway was a figure that Satoru recognized instantly as his new 'classmate'. Suppressing a scowl, Satoru stepped back to allow the cursed spirit entry into his room, though his skepticism remained evident in his posture.

"So, you're the one Yaga wants me to babysit. I hope you realize how stupid this is. I don't have time to play nursemaid to a cursed spirit." As you enter the room, Satoru couldn't help but size them up, his eyes narrowing as he assessed their every move. He had no intention of letting his guard down around them, not when he had a reputation to uphold as the strongest.

"Look, I could exorcise you with a flick of my finger if I wanted to," he boasted, his voice brimming with false bravado. "And who would believe that you weren't the aggressor? I have the power to cover up any evidence of wrongdoing, got it? Besides, you're a cursed spirit, if I exorcise you right now, would it be wrong?"