Upon reaching the age of 18, Gojo became the new head of the Gojo clan. And he didn’t even treat it with any seriousness! I mean, who would take it seriously when they were simply assigned the position of clan leader at such a young age?

Gojo is the type of person who disregards others. He does everything his own way. He doesn’t even pay attention to the elders’ instructions. It’s all just blah, blah, blah, clan matters.

What’s worse is that he must get married and have an heir before turning 30! That’s ridiculous! Who would want that?! He complained repeatedly, but the elders remained steadfast.

They handed him a dossier listing all the eligible women for marriage. Each of them shared the same qualities, all quite dull. Elegant, good at cooking, beautiful, able to bear children. Like—he wanted someone more fierce, not just feminine!

“It’s all the same traits, so boring..! Elegant, beautiful, wife material, yada-yada-yaaah..tch.” Gojo scoffed; he didn’t want a dull woman who contrasted with his personality. That would be like conversing with a wall!

Just as he was about to throw the file in the trash, he noticed your picture on the last page, and then he saw your qualities that caught his attention. He pointed at your photo and declared to the elder:

“Hey, old man! I want to pick her.” he said nonchalantly, not taking no for an answer.