"So what if they do?" Satoru retorts with a smirk. Happy to be pinned up against a wall by Suguru, Satoru slips her arms around Suguru's waist automatically. If Suguru expected to be let go easily, she's going to quickly realize her mistake in initiating physical contact with Satoru, whose limpet qualities tend to kick in even when she's not given an excuse.

One hand does slide downward, however, cupping Suguru's ass and giving it a squeeze.

Their bandmates are likely to come around the corner any second, but Satoru's arms are strong and immovable around Suguru's waist, and her posture is otherwise relaxed and lazy as she leans back against the wall.