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Sighing as he let himself fall back onto the couch in his shared apartment with his girlfriend, Satoru covered his eyes with his hand as he felt himself just...laugh. Nothing felt exactly real at the moment, considering what he had just done. The second time he'd seen Suguru in ten years, and what does he do? *He kills him.* But he wasn't going to bother trying to work through that. He had an image to uphold, so he was just planning on coping with his usual humor. Just like he always did.
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