#ofc geto

[lynnielle]

shoutout to all the feminine beautiful baddie anime guys, you changed my life 🙏

[nalonzooo]

shapes and gestures <3

[gojosbf]

read somewhere "jujutsu kaisen is just a story of people desperately trying to make the world a better place for their loved ones and failing miserably" and oh boy do i fucking agree with this

[teddybeartoji]

18+ mdni; gn!reader

thinking about roomie!suguru, who steps out of the bathroom with just a towel hanging loosely around his waist. it's dangerously low and his happy trail is... leading your eyes to a forbidden place. water droplets cascade down his temple and his neck, his scarred chest and his toned muscles.

he finishes drying his hair with another, smaller towel before slinging it over his shoulder. he gives you a warm smile. there's still a bit of sleep in his tired eyes but he looks fresh, he looks good.

(he looks more than good.)

the morning light shines in through the small window of your shared kitchen and he hums at the smell of coffee. you're an angel leaning on the counter, hands busy with preparing your drink as he steps inside.

he chuckles. he asked you a question but you didn't hear it. he smells so fucking good; the smell of his shampoo and his fancy conditioner wash over your senses and it's easy to forget where you are. his eyes flick behind you before walking over to you with a smug little grin.

he bores his sharp purple eyes into yours – he loves how you react to him. he doesn't shy away from it, he's cockier than he looks. he loves the attention, he loves to be in your spotlight. he wouldn't care so much if you were a stranger, if you were a random person on the street ogling away, ut you're neither of those things, are you? no, you're something else.

he exudes warmth as he towers over you, his head tilted down to keep his eyes on you. he wants to play with you a little – he loves the way you're staring up at him right now. eyes big and wide, lip tucked under between your teeth. he's good with people, he can read them like a book and you're no different. he sees you swallow a dry lump, he sees you grace him with a flustered smile as you try to brush by the fact that he caught you admiring him red handed. he sees the way you're taking deeper breaths than normal, surely just to keep your composure. he can't wait to break you.

his arm reaches behind you to turn off the coffee machine with a small click.

"wouldn't wanna make a mess this early in the morning, now would we?"

melting. crumbling. falling down to your knees. you hate how much he teases (you love it), you hate how patronizing he sounds (it's hot). he's the only one that can get away with it – a charming smile that hides his deepest desires of sinking his teeth into little lambs like you, soft eyes that hide the need to watch them unfold before him.

his gentle hands long to hold, long to keep and covet. he thinks about you a lot; your shared mornings and afternoons, your exhausted naps and bitter rants about your days. shy gazes and lingering touches, stupid jokes and the cute little hidden sounds he keeps hearing from your room in the late hours. he's being patient, he's warming you up.

he's just as infatuated with you as you are with him. he's just more subtle with it.

or is he?

because you've heard him, too.

you don't know whether he's doing it unknowingly or he's actually trying to make you go insane – whichever it is, you are ready to bend at his will. soft groans accompanied by a steady slick pump; you didn't mean to listen in. you just wanted to make sure he's okay!

ear against the wooden door, you listened to him think about you. your name was on the tip of his tongue, but it was too early for that. he wants to smear you with his honey, he wants to drag you in but he needs to wait for it. this is perfect.

he did know you're were there.

he heard the floor creak, he heard the cutest gasp that left your pretty lips. fuck, you're perfect. his head was lolled back as he stroked himself to the thought of your wide, doe-eyes. how flustered you'd be, how flustered you were in that very moment. he imagined your trembling hands and your stuttered words and his dick twitched in his palm.

he thought about inviting you in and just making him watch as a form of punishment, for being a little pervert. he shuddered out a laugh and watched a glob of pre-cum cover his own fingers before mixing with the saliva and spit that's covering him already. he thought about making you sit between his legs so he could jerk off right in front of your beautiful face, he thought about your wobbly lips, your teary eyes. the way your thighs would press together.

your fingers would itch and twitch and he'd make you place them on your legs. he wouldn't want you to touch. yet. maybe he'd make you apologize and maybe he'd make you kiss the tip. he thought about how good you'd smell, how good you'd taste. another raspy groan crawled up his throat and you were about to cum untouched behind his door. like a creep.

he loves it. he's proud of you, he wants to push you even further. he wants to see what else he can make you do. this is exciting and he can't wait to devour you whole as a reward after he's done bullying himself into your body and your mind. utterly loved and corrupted—

— you're meant for him.

[sugurugetoshairbrush]

Tiktok Influencer!Gojo Satoru—“She’s a 10 but…” [nxt]

@ sexygojosatoru has made a new post:

“she’s a 10 but…” challenge w/ my students :D (ft. nanamin) #fyp

00:03 =⬤--------------------------- 04:14 ⇆ㅤ ◁ㅤ❚❚ㅤ▷ㅤ ↻

[The video opens with a hand pulling back from the camera to reveal Gojo in the frame. He’s lounging in a cream cable-knit sweater, his signature black circular glasses perched low on his nose. His sky-blue eyes gleam mischievously as he leans closer to the lens, a playful grin stretching across his face. His snowy hair, slightly tousled, flops over his forehead until he sweeps it back with a flick of his pale fingers.]

Gojo: (whispering) “Gojo here! So, today, I’m doing the ‘She’s a 10 but…’ challenge with my adorable students. I plan to stir the pot and, maybe, start a little drama. You know, the usual. Let’s go!”

[The camera cuts abruptly to Yuji’s dorm room. Yuji sits at his desk in front of his PC, wearing a baggy white tee and a chunky blue headset with cat ears. He swivels to face the camera, his expression a mix of curiosity and confusion. Nobara and Megumi’s voices chatter faintly in the background.]

Gojo: “Yuji, my sweet boy, ‘She’s a 10 but… she has a flat ass.’”

Yuji: “Sensei—wha—wait, what?”

[Cut to Yuji again, this time with his headset slung around his neck and his gamer chair spun fully toward the camera.]

Gojo: “—et it?”

Yuji: (grinning, earnest) “Got it! Hi, guys! If she’s a 10 and she’s got a small butt, she’s still a 10. Personality matters more!”

[He throws up an enthusiastic thumbs-up. Gojo groans exaggeratedly.]

Gojo: “Let’s try this again. ‘He’s a 10 but… he hates the Human Earthworm series’.”

[Yuji pauses, scratching his chin as he furrows his brows, clearly torn.]

Yuji: “Hmm… then he’s, like, an 8? I’d be lowkey hurt, but hey, people have different tastes, so I guess I can’t get too mad about it.”

Gojo: “Boooring! Yuji, you’re too pure. This is terrible content. NEXT!”

[The camera swings over to Nobara, who’s striking a pose with one hand on her hip. She’s wearing a plum long-sleeved shirt and flashes a peace sign with a sly grin.]

Gojo: “Nobara! Save me from Yuji’s snoozefest. ‘She’s a 10 but… she’s domineering.’”

Nobara: “Domineering? Like bossy? Assertive?”

Gojo: “Exactly! Dominatrix vibes—minus the leather and whips.”

[Nobara raises an eyebrow, her cheeks faintly pink.]

Nobara: “Still a 10. No shame in a strong woman.”

Gojo: “veery interesting. Okay, ‘He’s a 10 but he’s a hardcore tsundere.’”

[Nobara’s playful grin melts into a grimace.]

Nobara: “Ugh, no. That type of trope is so annoying. Just say you like me already and stop wasting my time. That’s a 4.”

[The camera zooms dramatically to Megumi, lounging on Yuji’s bed with his phone. He glances up, unimpressed, then back at the screen. Gojo lets out a snicker before turning the camera back to Nobara.]

Gojo: “‘He’s a 10 but he’s an eater.””

[Nobara’s face scrunches.]

Nobara: “Oh, Gojo, that's not—CUT!”

[The camera cuts back to Nobara, laughing uncontrollably.]

Gojo: “‘—uck. I meant, ‘He’s a 10 but he ingests questionable things—like he’ll put just about anything in his mouth.””

Nobara:“Wait—like, eats anything? Oh, ew! Yuji vibes. That’s a 1.”

Yuji: (off-screen) “HEY!”

Gojo: “In Yuji’s defense, he has a reason! It’s not like he’s on My Strange Addiction munching on soap.”

Nobara: (deadpan) “Sensei, that’s rich coming from someone whose best friend swallowed ba—”

[The camera cuts abruptly to Megumi, now glaring daggers at Gojo.]

Gojo: “MOVING ON! Say hi to the fans, Megumi. They keep asking if you’re single.”

Megumi: (dry) “Pay me for these features.”

Gojo: “There’s that tsundere charm! ‘She’s a 10 but she interrupts you constantly.’”

Megumi: (flatly) “4. Maybe a 6 if she knows when to stop.”

[The camera swings back to Nobara.]

Gojo (sing-song): “Nobara’s a 4~!”

[Nobara lunges at Gojo, snatching the camera to turn it on him.]

Nobara: ”‘He’s a 10 but he’s like 30 years old, lives off sweets, and takes mirror selfies daily.’”

Yuji: (off-screen) “DRAG HIM!”

Megumi: (smirking) “1.”

[Gojo gasps theatrically and grabs the camera back.]

Gojo: “Betrayed by my own students! No soba for dinner!”

Yuji and Nobara: (wailing) “NOOO!”

Megumi: (shrugging) “It’s not like I said 0, could’ve been worse Gojo-Sensei.”

[The camera sweeps across the room: Nobara stands with her fingers clasped in a dramatic pleading gesture, while Yuji has collapsed to his knees, wailing theatrically. Megumi stands nearby with arms crossed, raising an eyebrow as if to question everyone’s sanity. Just as he opens his mouth to speak, the faint creak of a door interrupts the chaos.]

Nanami: (off-screen) “What’s going on in here?”

[The camera turns to reveal Nanami standing in the doorway, tie slightly loosened.]

Gojo: (grinning ear to ear) “Perfect timing, Nanamin! We’re doing the ‘She’s a 10 but…’ challenge. Your turn!”

Nanami: (deadpan) “If I play along, will you stop asking me to hang out this weekend?”

Gojo: (mock serious) “Deal.”

[Text appears on-screen: “I lied LOL had my toes crossed XD”]

Gojo: (gleefully) “Alright, Nanamin, first question: ‘She’s a 10 but she corrects your grammar.’”

Nanami: (calmly) “A 10. Grammar is important.”

Gojo: “Ugh, buzzkill. Okay, ‘She’s a 10 but she won’t go down on you.’”

Nanami: (stone-faced) “Still a 10. Boundaries matter.”

[Gojo spins the camera toward himself, pouting dramatically.]

Gojo: (to the camera) “This video is flopping! Okay, last one, Grandpa: ‘He’s a 10 but he’s taller and stronger than you.’”

Nanami: (without hesitation) “Still a 10. I’m secure enough in myself to not feel threatened by someone else’s physical attributes.”

Gojo: (waving the camera back to himself) “You guys heard it here first! Nanamin’s totally into me.”

[He smirks, wiggling his eyebrows and delivering a cheesy wink at the lens.]

Gojo: (teasing) “I mean, who can resist my—”

[A collective groan erupts from the students off-screen. The camera shakes, suggesting a struggle, before cutting abruptly to black.]

04:14 =================⬤ 04:14 ⇆ㅤ ◁ㅤ❚❚ㅤ▷ㅤ ↻

[toastyyjams]

number one dad goes to...!

[catscidr]

˖ ࣪⊹ ౨ৎ 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐫'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 '𝟐𝟒 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 //

i. note — heyy krusty krew! it's almost time.... i'll be posting weekly drabbles next month featuring men from genshin impact, honkai star rail and jujutsu kaisen for kinktober! i (unfortunately) don't have enough time to post a drabble every day of october nor am i able to write for every character i was suggested but i can promise u it doesn't mean i won't ever write a foul legacy x reader monsterfucking fic. it'll just have to wait until after october (sry childe enjoyers ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ ) ) ii. cw — (mostly) dom!characters x afab!reader, dubcon at times. minors do not interact; i will be both mad And disappointed.

𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟏:  𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 ...with doctor!kenjaku/suguru // zhongli. ft. slight mean dom!kenny, condescension, abuse of power. // soft dom!zhongli, praise, overstimulation. 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟖: 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱 ...with pantalone // gallagher. ft. slight mean dom!pants, dirty talk, desperation. // some Plot with the Porn, mutual orgasm, dirty talk. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟏𝟓: 𝐡𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝/𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 ...with boss form!aventurine // jiaoqiu (ft. bunny!reader). ft. switch!aven + reader, manhandling, praise. // soft to slightly mean dom!jiaoqiu, overstimulation, scenting. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟐𝟐: 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 ...with il dottore // sampo. ft. slight mean dom!dottore, forced orgasm, dirty talk. // fwb!sampo, pleasure soft dom!sampo, desperation. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟐𝟗: 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫/𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐲 ...with choso // wriothesley. ft. feral!choso, blood kink, premature ejaculation. // scent kink, fingering, size difference. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚! ...𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬: ?? ...with ?? // ??. ft. soft dom! ??, condescension + praise, fingering. // heian era! ??, degradation, size difference. ...𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐛𝐚!

... and last but not least, feel free to ask to be tagged! ♡ (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

©𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐈.

[rizsnt]

take me to war, honey i dare you

[hellomayu]

jujutsu hunters

[prncessjaeger]

husband 🎀

prncessnote: i made another one…personal favorite ✊🏽

“hey babes, so today me and my friend are gonna go out of town for the week, and we got-…” your boyfriend looked around for this said, “friend” as you continued talking, nudging you to get your attention, “candied bacon…looks weird but-.”

“who’s the- where’s the friend?” he cut you off, making a pout form on your mouth, “huh?”

“nah don’t, ‘huh?’ me, who’s your friend?” you could see his temper rise the minute you giggled, trying your hardest not to laugh, “what? yeah nah, nah let’s restart the fucking video, talking about “my friend,” fuck outta here.” he reached for the phone and pressed the big red button and watched you set up for the intro again, fixing yourself up,

“anyways, hi guys, so me and my friend are going out tonight-” you heard your boyfriend sigh and let out an “you motherfucker” while blowing his arms up in irritation, “hey what’s wrong? you don’t wanna go out no more?” you feigned to seem more concerned, trying not to blow your cover, “nah don’t i wanna go out no more, the fuck? stop saying that shit”, he mocked you per usual and looked at you more sternly, irritation written all over his face, “what’s the issueeeeee-?”

“the issue, is that you keep on saying “friend”, like who the fuck is your friend baby?” a grin appears on your face when you say, “well, you’re my friend, aren’t you?” it took him some deep breaths to calm himself down, “but i’m not your friend-” he stopped himself, knowing sometimes you could get a lil ditzy in certain situations and instead he mumbled out, “just restart the video baby,”

so, you went ahead to click the button again to restart for the third time, yet this time you watched him hold your hand in a “couple-y” way, showing off the beautiful promis ring he gifted you, hoping you wouldn’t try that “friend” bullshit again…

…but in your true fashion, you continued with the act and was met with the response, “aht! again.” you sighed and rolled your eyes yet this time you didn’t stop the recording, “bro, why do you keep stoppingggg?!”

“causeeee, i’m not one of your fuck ass friends! like damn, stop saying that shit forreal,” watching him blow up in your face almost made you cackle aloud, seeing you finally got his ass all riled up, but your boyfriend continued on with his ranting rampage, “…and not your bro either. i’m your boyfriend practically your husband, so get it right or we gon keep doing it over and over again until it’s right,” you watched him inch closer to your face and you nodded slowly, “so baby, can you please do it again? and do it right?”

“y-yeah, mhm,” you watched his lips form into a smirk, watching you restart the video hopefully for the last time, and this time, your boyfriend began kissing all over your hands, and when you looked at him in confusion he ushered his hand in a, “as you were” type of motion, “hi my loves, today me and my boyfriend are gonna go out and try gonna try candied bacon with my boyfriend-”

“nope, do it,” he chuckled, hearing your groans and shielding away from your small slaps, “what now?”

“you didn’t say, husband-” you rolled your eyes hard, “oh my goodness…”

[bluwurld]

BULLY SATOSUGU MASTERLIST

< on going series >

FULL LENGTH FICS

Hallway hell — pt. I

Mean & Meaner — pt. II

Sundress Safety — pt. III

ASKS/DABBLES

short dabbles based on your requests & ideas • These are so much fun to do and I’m always looking forward to more • thirsts are always welcome so type away !!

bully!Satosugu taking pics of you

study sessions with bully!Satosugu

bully!Satosugu leaking your pics?

bully!Satosugu if you got a bf

bully!Satosugu reacting to you getting mad at them

bully!Satosugu giving you your first tattoo

bully!Satosugu feeling bad for making you cry :(

bully!Satosugu + sukuna?

[peachsayshi]

₊ ⊹ . ݁ sex worker!suguru geto x rich girl!reader ₊ ⊹ .

⊹ tags: nudity; post-sex; slightly angsty; au

:about: you grew up in a supremely wealthy household, but that came with a price. you've never had control over your own life, and now your father is set to marry you off. distraught by the news, you decide to call your contact for comfort.

:note: I don't know why but I've been thinking about this au a lot recently and I'm completely obsessed. I have so many aus for my faves and really wanted to spend some time exploring them more!

wc: 1,067

"an arranged marriage, huh?" suguru whispers, his sharp eyes dipping to your naked chest while his delicate fingers carefully push the bedsheet further down to your hips.

you inch a little closer into his frame, soaking in the outlines of his chiseled torso and bring one finger to trace little shapes on his broad shoulder. your brows furrow with annoyance, "yeah, you ever heard of the zenin family?"

suguru scoffs, breaking character for only a second. it's something that you've started noticing recently. that he doesn't hold his reactions around you as tightly as he used to. the front of this alter ego that he created has started to falter, but you find yourself drawn to the person existing underneath the mask of the seducer.

you sigh, "my father thinks naoya zenin is a perfect match for me."

an uneasy expression flickers across suguru's face, but he suppresses it before allowing it to linger.

you lift yourself up onto your elbow and rest your head on your palm. "what is it?"

suguru mimics your position, his large hand gliding back and forth over the slope of your hips and waistline. it sends goosebumps all over your body, your mind going back to the first time when you met him in person.

you still vividly remember his reaction. the way his eyes widened, and the quirk of his brow as he addressed you.

"you're young," he blurted.

"we're around the same age," you replied defensively, already feeling insecure for having hired him after you spent weeks watching his videos. you didn't even know about his house calls until you heard it from a source within your social circle. " is this how you greet all your clients?"

suguru boldly checks you out, "my other clients don't look like you..."

over time you learned that he catered to a specific demographic: older divorcees and cheating housewives.

the person you might turn into twenty years from now if this marriage goes through.

a knot forms in your stomach.

"I've heard that naoya..." suguru explains, pinching the pads of his fingers lightly against your flesh before leaning forward to kiss the crease between your brows. "can be a handful to deal with..."

you thread your fingers around his neck, your lips finding his jaw where you return a kiss. "and who told you that?" you murmur, as the weight of suguru's body rolls on top of yours.

a wicked smile ticks at the corners of his lips, and you're staring at his devastatingly handsome face from below. the longer you spent time with him the more you began to wonder about his circumstances.

the same thought constantly crosses your mind time and time again.

suguru could truly be anything he wanted but instead he was here making a killing off of fucking lonely women and making porn videos.

you aren't here to judge his choices, but you can't help but feel puzzled by the situation.

his smile gives you the answer. his source regarding naoya zenin thanks to a client, but suguru has a confidentiality policy and shares nothing about the other women he beds.

you shiver when his mouth meets your neck, his lips sucking along the tender skin that sends goosebumps all over your chest but there's an ache in your heart when you consider that if it wasn't for the signed cheque in your purse, he wouldn't even be here in the first place.

not a single man you've met in the world compares to suguru. not only was he beautiful beyond comprehension, but he had striking charm and was extremely smart. you found yourself enjoying his company beyond physical purposes, and conversations with him turned out to be one of your favorite ways to pass time.

"think we'll still get together when you're a missus?" he teases, his lips trailing lower to your collar bones and hovering just a above your breasts covered with the hickeys that he's left.

the thought of getting married makes you sick.

"do you peg me as a terrible wife? a woman who would happily cheat on her husband?" you question, your voice small and trembling when suguru circles his lips around your hard nipple.

he hums, drawing out a whimper when he nips at the bud lightly.

"no," he answers, his voice dropping an octave and your mind swirls when you contemplate if that strange tone is actually jealousy. he rests his chin on your chest, his inky hair framing his face in a waterfall of obsidian. "I do, however, peg naoya as a terrible husband"

you sink your fingers into his locks. "it doesn't matter who my father chooses, they are all the same. naoya is no worse than the rest. I'm trapped regardless..."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," suguru responds sincerely, the sweetness in his voice the reason why your eyes prick with tears.

you sniffle, using your free hand to wipe away a rogue droplet freely falls down your cheek. suguru softens his expression, adjusting his position so he was laying by your side. he doesn't say anything but draws you into his chest for a hug, enveloping you in his warmth. you try hard not to consider the reality of the situation, and accept the gesture freely as you cuddle against him.

the moment of peace is interrupted by a loud vibration. you and suguru both perk up to stare at his phone buzzing on the side table.

your heart sinks.

another client.

suguru reaches his arm around to grab the phone, and you close your eyes as you inhale his natural scent, trying to soak him in for as long as you can. but to your surprise he simply switches it off, and wraps his arm back around you to return to his position.

"you sure you don't need to take that?" you mumble, trying to play off your disappointment as casually as possible.

"I'm booked out for the rest of the evening," he answers nonchalantly, "there's no reason to respond."

a flutter in your belly sends a tingle all over your skin. "but...your cheque only covers the hours we agreed on..."

two fingers touch the underside of your chin, and suguru tilts your head up so you were both face to face again. "don't worry about it, doll," he consoles, his thumb lightly outlining your bottom lip, "this is on the house."

[happybirthdayanime]

February 3rd

[asukachii]

"If you were among those patting my back... then I might've been satisfied."

[lamemeduturfu]

So... about that first draft...

i hate them i will kill them myself oh wait haha someone was faster than me ^^

[doodoodinklefart]

happy birthday gojo!!!! 12.7.23!!

because my hand writing might be hard to read:

page 1:

Dec 7th, After mission

page 2:

Satoru: Suguru... It's my birthday, you know. Suguru: Oh? You could have told me earlier (Don't expect a present so late, though).

Satoru: I don't really care much about special days like that.

Satoru: Just an excuse for my clan to be more annoying than usual.

page 3:

Suguru: Really? I'm surprised you're not jumping at the opportunity to make people worship you for a day.

Satoru: Well, yea but- (Suguru: No shame....)

Satoru: I've just never spent it with someone else.

Satoru: Not anyone I cared about, at least til now.

page 4:

Suguru: Wh- Well, we were on a mission all day, does it really count? (Sucks to fight curses on your birthday.)

Satoru: But it was the most fun I've ever had on my birthday!

Satoru: So... Thanks (or whatever).

page 5:

Suguru: Wow, you actually said thank you!

Satoru: So what?!

Suguru: Maybe you are growing up, Satoru. Satoru: I take it back!

page 6:

Suguru: Hahaha!

page 7:

Satoru: Hehe...