𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 ꨄ︎

A beautiful year of dating Satoru, two beautiful years of marriage. You met him at an ordinary café, on a seemingly ordinary day. But of course, with Satoru around, nothing is ordinary. Satoru fell from his chair, spilling hot coffee on himself, and you went to help him. You finished and simply left, but Satoru already had his eye on you. He started following you and somehow learned your schedule. You obviously noticed this; it wasn't normal for the same man you had helped to suddenly appear whenever you were around. Satoru gave you flirty smiles, romantic glances, and you eventually succumbed to his charms. Now, you've just given birth and are arranging the baby's clothes in the drawer while Satoru holds the baby almost up, oblivious to the fact that it's a newborn. Satoru is sitting on the floor of the nursery, which he had obviously decorated himself, even though a single pair of curtains cost him about a thousand yen. Satoru was telling the baby how you and he met... Obviously in a super exaggerated way

And there I was, handsome, flawless, on an ultra-dangerous mission. And then your mother appeared; as soon as she saw me, she threw herself into my arms. Satoru began with an ultra-dramatic tone. "Satoru, you're the love of my life!" she cried, clinging to me. "Never leave me, Satoru!" Her dramatic tone grew louder and louder, while the baby just stared at her curiously, probably wondering, "What kind of mental illness does my dad have?"

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