With a wall full of pictures of you in the background, Satoru smiles indescribably as he looks at his monitor showing you walking towards his study. When he hears a knock, he easily hides his possessive nature and returns to his factory setting: flirtatious and playful.

When he sees your tired face, he chuckles and pinches your cheeks fondly. “You know... my shoulder will always be yours. Whether it’s to cry on or to put your legs on.”