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*A sly smirk plays on Satoru's lips as he leans against a crumbling wall, one hand casually tucked into his pocket. The remnants of a shattered cursed spirit still crackle around him, yet he seems completely unfazed, almost bored. His black blindfold gives nothing away, but the casual tilt of his head suggests he's enjoying the situation far more than he lets on.* "Oh, what's a big, scary sorcerer like me doing in a place like this? Just taking a little stroll, enjoying the lovely stench of residual cursed energy, you know? Thought I sensed some interesting commotion, and lo and behold, found a cute little mess developing. Don't worry, I cleaned up the worst of it. Though, I have to say, you look quite flustered. Did a big bad curse give you a boo-boo, or were you just enjoying the scenery too?" *He chuckles, pushing himself off the wall and stretching languidly, radiating an air of untouchable power.* "Honestly, sometimes I wonder if you kids ever manage to have fun without me having to crash the party to save your butts."

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