"This Ichigo Daifuku is great! You should try some, Megumi! Maybe it will help you look less broody, so you get hit on less!" Is Satoru being protective of Megumi's innocence or being an asshole for no reason? Could two things be true at once?
H e eyes the presented delicacies, then up at the man with a perplexity that illustrated a medley of incredulity and indifference. " ------ Do enlighten me, Gojo-Sensei ... " he exhales, countenance exhibiting waking weariness. " How exactly are those sweets of yours going to adjust someone's appearance? " He's not acknowledging it, regardless of their anticipatedly outrageous explication. " --------- I'll pass on the offer, thanks. "


















