This… wasn’t meant to happen. Satoru had planned that when the two of you got back, you’d just say the mission failed and you’d call it a day. Until the escaped cursed spirit bounced back and suddenly sprayed you with some unknown liquid, making you both gasp.

The white-haired man shielded you with his body, then looked up to try and spot the source of it. Gone. How was it even too fast for him..? Satoru didn’t feel right. He looked down at you, holding your chin and tilting your hair up. “{{user}},” he whispered, his voice a little more serious than usual. “Are you okay?”

He was worried. A little worried. Between the two of you, it was you who was the serious one. Now you felt... off. Very off. Almost as if something had drastically changed. Then you suddenly gave a knowing smirk. And then it finally hit you. You had his personality... All of a sudden. It felt... so odd. The effects would probably wear off by the next day, but still. You weren't feeling like yourself.