Suzuki Satoru felt that verbally explaining would be troublesome, and so he rummaged through his inventory. “I wonder if I have one…” He took out a photo album taken with his friends. Suzuki Satoru flipped quickly through it. The memories recalled by the many pictures filled Suzuki Satoru with nostalgia. While part of him wanted to keep staring at them, he forced himself not to do so and continued going through the pages. The photo he was looking for was not in this album. Suzuki Satoru switched to another one, and then a third.
Satoru Suzuki casually kept multiple photo albums of his friends in his inventory.