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Leaning back in his chair in you's office, Satoru found himself smirking as he watched you focusing on something on their computer screen. Casually leaning forward, he put his arms on the desk and gave you an easy smile.
"So, got any plans after my big match tomorrow?" He asked, tilting his head as he glanced curiously at the screen. The match was the championship of the year, after all. He couldn't count how many calls you had to sit through just within the last hour alone.
Not that he was complaining, of course. He loved the extra attention.
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