"Good morning, Suguru."

Suguru blinks. His eyes still a bit clogged from sleep. He smiles and reaches a hand up to touch Kagome.

"Mornin'," he replies, his voice low. How long has she been up?

Kagome giggles and presses her face closer to his. "Tell me you love me," she coos, running a finger down his chest.

His heart stops. Is she coming around? She wants his love?

Suguru smiles. His heart races. He opens his mouth.

"That's not Kagome," Satoru says.

Suguru frowns and pulls back.

Kagome sighs and snaps her fingers. A cloud appears in front of Kagome and just as quickly as the cloud appears, it disappears, and left is... Shippo.

His muscles tighten like he's been doused in a bucket of ice water. The chill grabs ahold of his bones and he grits his teeth to stop from chattering.

"I almost had him, too," Shippo grumbles, snapping his fingers as though this is nothing but a game to him.

Suguru sits up. Of course. This is nothing but a game to Shippo. He's a trickster. But still, he wishes it had been Kagome begging him to love her.

Wait.

"Where is Kagome?"

"She went to wash the clothes and should be back. I've been tracking her energy," Satoru answers. He perks up. "Here she comes."

"What are you... why is there a pile of heads in the middle of the campsite?" Kagome asks, shifting the basket to one hand and scratching her head with the other.

Suguru sits up and stares. Satoru didn't... he glances at Satoru, who puffs his chest out.

On second thought, Satoru did.

"You like em?" Satoru asks.

Kagome sets the basket of clothes down and crosses her arms. Suguru sucks in a breath. That priestess fit is modest, but damn, he wants to bend her over. Satoru let her go wash their clothes dressed like that alone? Someone should have woken him up. He would have helped her.

"Like them? Are they gifts?" Kagome bends down next to the impressive pile of demon heads and animal heads.

Satoru nods, but his chest deflates. He glances at Suguru, but Suguru just stares back.

What the hell does Satoru want from him? He doesn't know how Kagome is gonna react to a bunch of heads in the middle of camp. Whatever happened to buying flowers or chocolates?

"Shippo, did you put them up to this?"

"I thought you would like them," Shippo says, running his claws through his fluffy tail. "Dad said he got Mom lots of heads and other gifts when he was courting her. And Papa Satoru let me help too."

Kagome runs a hand down her face and shakes her head.

Seriously, how many heads did Satoru collect? He counts at least ten. No, twenty?

"Okay. For the record, I love flowers." Kagome picks up one head by the horn. "I guess we could take these with us and give them to Sango. She could make weapons out of them." Kagome sighs. "Gotta say I am a little impressed that you were able to collect this many in such a short amount of time."

"So, you do like them?" Satoru asks, puffing his chest out once more.

Suguru curls his lip back in disgust. Dear Kami, is Satoru preening like a damn peacock?

"I like anything you guys get me, but I love flowers."

Suguru rubs his temple. How long has he been sleeping and why did they let him sleep for so long? Or is he still sleeping because this morning has been nothing short of absurdity?

"There are flowers in there," Satoru points out.

"... In the eye socket?" Kagome snorts. "I see I was worried for nothing. You all seem to get along just fine. Though Shippo, I'm surprised you wanted to join in on this."

"Well... he wanted to impress you and I got to help too, so that was cool. InuYasha never lets me go with him when he hunts and stuff. And these demons were terrorizing people, so we didn't just kill demons that were minding their business."

Satoru leans over and ruffles Shippo's hair. "It's good to know how to protect yourself. We can do some more training later. Father and son bonding."

Seriously, just how much did they let him sleep in? No one thought to ask him if he wanted to absorb some more demons? Course not. They wanted to collect the heads like some barbarians.

Suguru stands and walks over to Kagome. "Can I talk to you?"

She tilts her head. "Sure."

"Without me?" Satoru complains.

Suguru looks back and rolls his eyes. If Satoru wanted to talk to Kagome, then he had plenty of time to do while he was sleeping.

"You have me," Shippo chirps, drawing something on his notepad. Satoru leans over and picks up a crayon.

"Don't take too long. I might get jealous." Satoru ruffles Shippo's hair again.

Suguru flips Satoru off, and then places his hand on Kagome's back, leading them a little way outside of camp.

"Everything good?" Kagome turns and his insides may as well be jello.

Suguru steps forward, crowding her space. He tilts her chin up and kisses her. His hands slide down, caressing her curves through the fabric. He squeezes her ass. Something about this outfit makes him want to corrupt her.

"Suguru," she murmurs.

Her voice breaks him from his haze. They don't have time for that, though he wishes they did.

"I just needed to touch you," he apologizes. The image of her leaning over him is fresh in his mind, even though it was just Shippo playing a trick on him.

Kagome flushes. "What am I gonna do with you?"

He breathes and lies his head on her shoulder. "Love me?" He needs her love more than he needs air. More than he needs food.

This wasn't supposed to happen. He isn't sure when it did. But loving Kagome comes so easily that he can't think of a time where he didn't know what her affection tasted like.

Kagome sucks in a breath and wraps her arms around him. "I can do that." She runs her hand down his back. "You've been sentimental since we've been here."

"Always been crazy about you," he says, placing a kiss on the mark Satoru left on her neck. Perhaps he should make one of his own. Maybe one closer to her heart. Or on her inner thigh, somewhere only he and Satoru can see.

"You seem lighter, too. We should make it a nightly routine. Taking care of you. I don't know how you never broke taking in so much negative energy."

Suguru lifts his head and stares ahead at a tree behind Kagome. He's been broken all this time, searching for her light. His eyes were too closed. His spirit was too broken. His heart wasn't open to finding her when he needed her the most.

"I did break. I broke away from jujutsu." His voice cracks. "When I stepped away, I was labeled a curse user."

"For walking away?"

He inhales and tightens his arms around her. "I killed them."

"Killed who?" She asks softly, still running her hand down his back.

Your family. "The villagers. I killed them. I snapped, seeing the twins in the cage. Nothing I said was getting through to them and I..." he trails off, swallowing his words.

It's too soon.

She'll leave him.

"Suguru," she says, pulling back. Kagome cups his face. "It wasn't right."

He shuts his eyes. He can't see her rejection. Can't see the disgust in her eyes being reflected at him.

"I'm not leaving you."

His eyes snap open. "What?"

"I'm not going anywhere. Nearly everyone I know has taken a life." She presses her lips together. "I don't like it. But I'm not going anywhere. And I'm not surprised you snapped. You can't take in that much hatred and not break."

"What if I did something awful?"

Kagome sighs. "Suguru, there's nothing you could do to make me hate you." She kisses him and his mind goes blank. "Come on, let's go back." She takes his hand, and his chest tightens. "Who knows what other schemes Shippo is roping Satoru in to. At the rate they are going, we might find more than just heads."

Suguru stays silent. He contents himself with the warmth of her hand in his. Mimiko and Nanako would hate it here, but a part of him wishes to stay.

Being here in the past feels so much simpler.

Strangely, not even the sight of demons or having one as his son bothers him. It should and yet it doesn't. There's something naïve about Shippo, even though he suggested Satoru collect a bunch of heads as a gift to Kagome.

Kagome stops and places a hand on his chest before signaling him to stay quiet. Suguru raises a brow and peers at the sight.

There are markings all over Satoru's face, and there's a flower crown on his head. Shippo rests in Satoru's arms, fast asleep with a marker in hand.

"He must have stayed up all night," Kagome says softly, walking over to Satoru. "Poor guy."

"We were playing and then he just knocked out."

"Well, who knows how long he's been awake since he planned that trick for InuYasha?" She holds out her hands. "Do you need me to take him?"

"Nah, I can carry him." Satoru stands and jerks his head towards the bags. Suguru rolls his eyes but sets about cleaning up the camp.

"Seriously, Satoru," Suguru says with a sigh, "How many heads did you collect? And how did you carry this many back to camp?"

"Oh, that's easy. Shippo turned into a basket so we could carry them back without making a bunch of trips. Gave the rest of the bodies to some animals for food, so we weren't completely wasteful. And some meat to a village nearby so they don't have to hunt."

"How charming," Suguru says dryly. These heads better not rot within the worm's mouth. He gets wanting to impress Kagome, but has Satoru always been so unhinged? "I'm sure the villagers appreciated it."

"Naturally. Though one of kids knew Shippo, so that was a little awkward."

Awkward?

"Shippo is turning out to be a bit of a womanizer these days. I swear he picked it up from Miroku and it's only gotten worse since he started attending the fox school." Kagome stands and goes about rolling up their sleeping bags. "Though at least he isn't asking them to have his kids."

"What kind of company did you keep?" Suguru wonders out loud as he stuffs the heads into the curse worm's mouth.

"I guess we were a weird bunch. A priestess." She ticks off one finger. "A half-demon, a demon slayer." She ticks off two more fingers. "A perverted monk, a fox demon, and a nekomata."

"How did that even happen?" Satoru stands, cradling Shippo close to him. Is he going to walk around with marker over his face the whole day?

"That's a long story," Kagome quips, as she stands on her tiptoes to wipe some of the marker off Satoru's face.

Suguru frowns. It's clear Kagome has no plans to tell them. Why?

"I'll let Shippo tell it tonight. He likes drawing up pictures and doing story time."

Oh.

She's throwing them a bone. A way to connect further with Shippo. Suguru changes out of his nightwear and into his monk clothing, ignoring how Satoru whistles at him. He flicks Satoru off as he ties his hair back.

"Come on, we need to get you two back to our time. I'm sure the kids are missing you."

"I told them I'd be gone, but if anyone asks, that I'm sick," Satoru says, flanking Kagome's right side.

"No one is going to believe that you were sick all this time," Suguru points out.

"Does it matter? What are they gonna do? Kick me out of Jujutsu?" Satoru scoffs.

That's... true. The higher ups might not like Satoru, but what can they reasonably do to him? It would be stupid to make Satoru an enemy. He's far too strong. He could wipe out the world if he wanted to.

"I'll need to set some things up. The others may not take me stepping down well."

Satoru tilts his head toward him. Suguru tugs on his ear and looks forward.

"You guys are doing it again," Kagome complains, poking him in the side. "Stop having a silent conversation when I'm right here."

He reaches for her hand and brings it to his lips. "Forgive us. Old habits die hard. Satoru and I were always paired on missions when we were younger until we were strong enough to handle them solo."

Satoru shifts Shippo to one arm and grabs Kagome's other hand. "Being in sync with your partner is vital. It can be a matter of life or death when you're on the battlefield. We're not trying to leave you out. It's just natural for us to look at one another and know."

Kagome sniffs. "That was kinda romantic."

Suguru groans.

Satoru fake gags.

Him and Satoru, romantic? Gross. Suguru presses his lips to her hand again. "The only one I want to be romantic with is you. Satoru is just a benefactor."

"The ass-dacity of you," Satoru says. "Come on, Kagome, let's just leave Suguru behind. He's got jokes."

"I have all the items. You can't leave me behind. Besides, I'd just take Kagome and run."

"Run where? I can warp to you."

"Guys," Kagome interjects, putting a stop to their bickering.

Suguru cracks his neck. A bunch of traveling monks, huh? They don't look to thrill to see them though. He slides a smile onto his face and drops Kagome's hand. Satoru does the same, but transfers the sleeping Shippo to Kagome's arms. Something about these monks makes his gums itch.

"You evil beasts," one man says, taking a step toward them. He tilts up his straw hat and regards them with contempt. "You dare to sully someone as pure as she?"

Sully?

"Who are you calling evil?" Satoru asks, rubbing the back of his neck. "We don't even know you."

"I can sense your foul, cursed aura. You two and that evil fox have done something to this woman." The other monks come around and provide backup. "We will not allow you to corrupt her any further. Evil such as you should be delt with."

"Wait a minute, they aren't evil," Kagome says with a sigh.

"You poor woman. Do not allow their curse to become your curse. They seek to destroy you." The man holds up a sutra and starts chanting.

Suguru glances at Satoru. What's the play here? Kagome doesn't seem all that bothered about them defending themselves against demons, but what about humans? Can they kill them?

"That's why sorcerers keep to themselves," Shippo mutters.

"What?" Suguru glances back at them. "You know about sorcerers?"

"That's what you guys are, right? My dad told me about them. Said they keep to themselves because other humans, like monks, think you guys are possessed because your energy is dark." Shippo sits up, rubbing at his eyes. He yawns. "Are they the same bunch that attacked Sesshomaru?"

"Maybe," Kagome says. "They aren't cursed or whatever!" she shouts. "If you stop now, we won't retaliate."

The monks ignore her and Suguru's body tenses. Whatever the monks are doing is affecting him. His body feels like its been put through a blender. Like they are trying to pull his cursed energy from him. Satoru snarls.

Shit.

Is it actually working on him, too? How the hell is it getting through Satoru's infinity?

He turns his head. Satoru takes a step forward. The monks increase their chanting.

No, that's not it. They aren't getting around it so much as they are targeting the space around him, pushing Satoru back. Pushing back against his infinity, but Satoru takes another step, and it's only a matter of time before Satoru extends his infinity out further.

"Okay, I'm over this," Kagome says, stepping forward. Suguru opens his mouth, but he can't say anything. Kagome snaps her fingers and the hold over them vanishes. She flares her energy, and the monks are pushed back on their assess. "You don't go around attacking people," she lectures.

The head monk sits up and then presses his hands together in prayer. "Lady Shikon, we did not know it was you. Please forgive us." The others bow their heads, trembling.

How are they more afraid of Kagome than them?

"Lady Shikon?" Satoru questions.

"Mama is the strongest. So, if she says you guys aren't evil, then you aren't." Shippo jumps from Kagome's arms into Suguru's. "Can you get me out a sucker?" Shippo blinks up at him and Suguru retrieves a sucker for him as though it is the natural thing to do.

"We truly are sorry, Lady Shikon," the head monk says, standing. "We sensed the evil energy within them and thought them to be possessed like the others, so we sought to free what we thought was a woman in need. But since it is you, we will trust your judgement. You must have a reason for keeping them close."

Kagome scratches her head. "Have you come across others like them?"

The monk nods his head. "We caught one using a spirit to attack a village. We caught another throwing children off the cliffs. Children that were not cursed like them. Though we were unable to do anything to that person. There were far too many of them and we were few in number ourselves."

"... I see." Kagome crosses her arms. "Not all of them are evil. These two aren't. It's simply another form of energy, like how we have holy energy. It doesn't mean they are evil."

The monk's face contorts into one of anger and then, just as quickly, it melts away. "Of course, Lady Shikon. We will keep that in mind." He dips his head. "We will travel this way, out of your path." The group of monks disappears into the forest.

"Sesshomaru will want to get rid of them," Shippo says, from Suguru's shoulder.

"Yeah. I know. But we really can't make any more detours. These two need to get back."

"I'm in no rush," Satoru says. "Let's meet this famous Sesshomaru."

"You aren't trying to pick a fight with him?" Kagome huffs and then she takes a step toward Suguru. "Are you okay? It looked like you took the brute of it."

"I'm fine. Their energy was twisted. Not warm like yours." Suguru glances at Satoru and then back at Kagome. "We should tell this Sesshomaru. Something about them rubs me the wrong way. You said there were no demons in our time and you're the only person I've met with holy energy. It's worth looking into."

Kagome sighs. "Okay. We just need to head west, then."

"Can we stay in a village tonight? I want a warm bed," Shippo says.

"I don't have much gold on me. I guess Suguru could score us somewhere to room for the night."

"Me?" He points at himself. It's not like he has gold either. Unless they want to sell off some of these demon heads and fur.

"Just tell him that there's an evil spirit or whatever and you need to exorcise it in exchange for them feeding and boarding us. Miroku used that all the time."

"Kagome," Suguru calls, "You're okay with conning people?"

"I'm with you two, aren't I?"

Satoru laughs and drapes an arm around Kagome. "A sorcerer is the world's greatest con artist."

"I'm in no rush to go back, either. I'm learning so much," Suguru says, looking up at the sky. He blinks. Was that a dragon?

"Don't stare too hard," Shippo whispers. "No one wants to fight a dragon."

But... he kind of wants to. He never got to replace the dragon curse Toji killed.

"Think you could tame it?" Satoru asks.

"Not sure. I wouldn't mind trying, though."

"Okay," Kagome says, "that dragon is not bothering you. Leave him alone."

Shippo pokes his cheek. "Do you want me to turn you into a dragon?"

Huh?

"How would you turn me into a dragon?" Suguru intones.

"Like this." Shippo smacks some sutra on his forehead.

Suguru blinks. His back feels wrong. Wait. Does he have wings? He flaps them and holy shit, he has wings.

"Oh, my Kami!" Satoru exclaims. "Shippo, you might be my favorite child."

"Really? Well, I am the greatest. Shippo, the greatest fox that ever was."

"Is this what's it going to be like if we have a son?" Kagome sighs as she shrugs out of Satoru's arms. "As nice as this is, Suguru, you can't walk around like a dragon if we need you to get us a room to board." She reaches over and touches his forehead. The sutra burns away and Suguru bemoans the loss of his wings.

Damn. He didn't even get to see if he could actually fly. Wait... What did Kagome just say? Suguru quirks a brow. Kagome mirrors him and motions for them to keep walking.

"Let's find a village with a lord," Suguru says, ignoring Satoru's crackling. He needs Kagome heavy with his child. Needs her to be always connected to him. It won't soften the blow, but it might stop her from turning him away. "Satoru is the poor blind man we picked up on the way."

"You have so many jokes today and not one of them has landed."

Suguru smiles. "Would you rather I request a room for just Kagome and I?"

"Papa Suguru," Shippo says, poking his cheek. "You can't forget about me. I can't stay in a separate room. I'm little. What if the humans try to eat me?"

"What human has ever tried to eat you?" Kagome asks, exasperated.

"... Shiori pressed her mouth to mine and bit me. She was trying to eat me!"

Kagome twitches. "You're way too young for that!"

"Yeah, what are you like, five?" Satoru asks.

"I'm in my 60s," Shippo says with a huff.

60s?

Suguru massages his forehead. Shippo is fucking with them. He is not that old.

"You are way too young for that," Kagome repeats. "And Shiori is half demon... and a bat demon at that."

Shippo gasps. "Was she trying to suck my blood? Like in those vampire books you used to read."

"When did you read those?"

Shippo smiles. "Papa Suguru, your hair is so long. You must put that con-dit-oner in it?" he sounds out the word.

"Shippo." Kagome crosses her arms as she walks backwards.

"You know, I would LOVE a sibling. I mean just LOVE to have a little sibling to bully — I mean, show all of my tricks."

"We're working on it," Suguru says.

"So, you have to do lots of rutting?"

"WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT!" Kagome explodes. Shippo shrinks back and hides behind Suguru's hair. The birds scatter and Suguru is at a loss for words.

Is it wrong to think Kagome is hot when she's angry? The way he's feeling right now, he'd fuck ten kids in her if she asked him to.

Okay, he'd have to beg her.

But.

Fuck.

"We should keep moving," Suguru coughs out. Keep moving before he whisks her away. He jerks his chin up at Satoru, who presses his lips together and nods.

Yeah, as soon as they settle in for the night, they'll give her what she needs.

"Excuse me, sir," Suguru says, plastering a smile on his face. The same smile he presents to those who come out to the temple. The one that makes others feel at ease. "My wife and I were passing by, and we couldn't help but notice something ominous hanging over your home."

"My home?" The man gasps. "Oh, this is my Lord Kitagaki's estate. Why I am just the attendant, but something ominous you say? Why, there have been strange things happening. Please come in." The man ushers them in, taking them to what looks to be a waiting room. The man bows. "I will retrieve my lord at once. He will want to hear of this. It is not every day we have a priestess and a monk visit our humble village."

The man pauses and looks back. "And this is?"

"Our concubine," Suguru replies before Satoru does.

"Oh. I see. That seems to be in these days. Very well." He dips his head again and slides the door shut.

"Suguru, I'm gonna kick your ass. Concubine?"

"What?" He crosses his legs. "No one would believe that you were our lord with those bandages over your eyes."

"I can take them off."

"Maybe you shouldn't," Kagome says, running a hand through Shippo's hair. "That lady took one look at your eyes and knew who you were."

"She was a part of the Gojo clan, but noted. Best to keep a somewhat low profile, since someone with the six eyes would cause a commotion."

For once, Suguru does not envy Satoru. He doesn't come from a clan, so he doesn't have to tread as lightly as Satoru does. And he doesn't have a prized cursed technique that only one can possess at a time.

"At any rate, behave yourself like a proper concubine."

"I'll get you back later," Satoru says, with a huff.

The door slides in, the Lord Kitagki walks in. It's clear as day with how many gems adorn his outfit and the way he keeps his head held high.

"Welcome to my estate." Lord Kitagki sits down across from them on a pillow. "I am told that you sensed the evil spirit lurking within the estate." His eyes travel over to Kagome. "Your name, my lady."

"Kagome." Kagome continues to run her fingers through Shippo's hair, not truly paying the Lord any mind and that is what halts Suguru's hand.

"As in the Shikon priestess?"

Kagome sighs. "Yes."

Shikon? Those monks called her Lady Shikon too.

"This is wonderful news!" Lord Kitagki exclaims. "You go and tell the cooks that we are having a feast. It's not every day the Shikon priestess stops in." The attendant bows and rushes out of the room to do just that.

"What's the Shikon?" Satoru asks, tugging at his hands. "M'fraid, I haven't heard much about the world until my lord took me in."

Suguru's cock twitches. His lord, eh? He bites down on his tongue to keep the smirk off his face. He can't wait to tease Satoru about it when they're alone.

"Oh, well, if you don't mind me telling the story."

"Please, go ahead. You can start from the very beginning." Kagome smiles, but it's obvious she doesn't want to hear it, or maybe she doesn't like the attention.

"You honor me." Lord Kitagki beams. "You must first understand what the Shikon Jewel is. Or was. The Shikon was an evil jewel that granted false wishes. Long ago, about five hundred centuries ago, there was a great priestess named Midoriko. She was a fierce priestess and warrior. But she was still just a human woman and thus she had a man that she loved. And many suitors."

Suguru watches Kagome from the corner of his eye. She stares unwaveringly at the Lord.

Is this new information to her?

"Who was the man she loved?" Kagome asks.

"His name was Sugawara Michizane—"

Satoru gasps, but plays it off as a cough. Suguru leans over and pats his back for show. Isn't that one of the three vengeful spirits? He furrows his brows as he tries to think back on the things he learned when he was at Jujutsu High. But honestly, the history of it was kind of boring and not that relevant to the modern world.

"S'orry," Satoru grunts out. "Still a bit frail."

"I'll make sure to provide extra bedding," Lord Kitagki replies. "As I was saying. Midoriko and Michizane were lovers, but as a powerful priestess and phenomenal sword master, Midoriko was sought after by many. There was a man, Itami Takashi, that obsessed over having her. He knew that as long as Michizane was in the picture, then she would never look his way, and thus he concocted a plan to take him out."

The attendant returns and pours tea for them. Kagome grabs Satoru's hand and directs it to the cup.

"I've always heard that she and a dragon demon waged war against one another," Kagome admits.

"Yes, that is true, but only a part of it." Lord Kitagki takes a sip of his drink. "Michizane was ambushed by Itami's men. They say that his rage and regret is what led to him becoming a monster. That he allowed the demons to fester on his body so he could exact revenge. Naturally, Midoriko could not allow such a thing to exist, and she fought with her old lover, who was now nothing more than a mindless beast. He released so much cursed energy. So much evil. That demons were drawn to it. Midoriko fought them all, though most of her strength was spent on her old lover."

"How long was the battle?" Satoru asks, asking for Suguru.

"A week. It lasted a week. At the end, Midoriko could not finish the last of the demons and thus she sealed them both away, creating the Shikon Jewel. An evil jewel where the battle persisted."

"If the Shikon was in the hands of someone evil, then the demon side was winning, and it would become tainted. But if it was in the hands of someone pure, then the priestess side was winning," Kagome adds. "History repeated itself somewhat with Naraku and Kikyo."

"Yes," The Lord nods. "Lady Kikyo was a fine priestess that helped with ridding the world of Naraku." He motions for someone to come in. "And Lady Kagome is the one that rid the world of the Shikon for good."

Suguru frowns. Something is off about this man.

"Asano, please escort our guests to their room for the night."

The man with stitches across his forehead looks at them and freezes. It's small. But Suguru catches the slip up. He doesn't need to look at Satoru to know he did, too.

"Of course, please follow me," the man says, his smile not quite reaching his eyes.

A/N: Two Shikon lores this week! But no smut lolol. I hope you are having a wonderful week. It has been snowing nonstop today and the huskies have been loving it. Me? I should have ventured out and gotten hot chocolate, but I was lazy. Stay warm. Make sure to bundle up if you have to venture out. Stay hydrated and try to get plenty of sleep.

Next update will probably be Thousand Days since that chapter is about done. Here's a sneak peak:

"What would you wear for me?"

Kagome side-eyes the phone. "Well, Satoru, a little birdie told me that you just want me naked." He's fantastic with his tongue, she'll give him that, but Satoru is only looking for one thing. And she isn't going to delude herself into believing otherwise. That would just create a host of problems at work.

He props the phone up and the white trail of hair catches her eye. Satoru is either doing it on purpose or he's pressed for time because he slides the shirt on and grabs a pair of pants.

Oh.

His legs are thicker than they look in the pants he wears. He's completely ripped despite all the sweets she's caught him scarfing down. Is he doing this just because Kento lost his pants the other day on that mission?

"You called me pantsless because of Kento?"

Satoru eyes's darken. "Kento? Ya know when I last saw you two, you were calling him Nanami. What happened to that?"