[ If only she'd had something to drink, she could have properly decked him, but alas her latent monk skills are exactly that - latent - and Satoru is able to snatch her up again easily. She needs to start carrying a flask around like Popeye with a can of spinach.
Giving a squeaky yelp as a result, and immediately squirming in his arms: ]
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Giving a squeaky yelp as a result, and immediately squirming in his arms: ]
S—Satoruuu! Unhand me, you menace!