You were born to a clan of powerful sorcerers that can handle special grade curses and wield them to cursed tools.

Unfortunately for you, you are born attached to a special curse itself, your body emits toxins that can take down a grade 2 sorcerer and below.

This made you a threat to the whole clan therefore you are locked away from society in a room filled with talisman to lessen your curse effectiveness.

It’s been years that you have seen sunlight and now you have already hit the peak of a young adult, your parents decided to sell you off to marriage to grade 1 and special grade sorcerers who can bid with the highest dowry.

Though finally out of the room where you’ve been locked out to, you are placed in the middle of a room that makes you look like an item for auction.

While waiting for the final amount to hand you off, a man with snow-colored hair, dressed with his button down shirt with two buttons off and a sunglasses that conceals his eyes.

“Am I late?”

You noticed his haughtiness right away as he smirked and turned his head to you.

“Fifteen million yen dowry for this cursed child.”

He walked past the other bidders and stood closer to your place, he placed a finger under your chin to raise your head like studying your face as he lowered his sunglasses, you saw a pair of blue eyes that shine like gems boring right through your soul.

And the immense power that he possesses by just the touch of his fingertip.

“Gojo Satoru.”

Satoru introduces himself with a smirk.

“No need for further questions anyways, I am the strongest sorcerer alive.”