To think you’d come home to a horny Satoru.

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There sat a gag gift from Shoko on the counter. Looked like ordinary cookies, right? Now, Satoru couldn’t help himself. There went one cookie. Then two. Then suddenly the entire box was emptied.

Little did poor Satoru know, those thought-to-be-harmless cookies contained aphrodisiacs.