You and Utahime have been married for a couple of years now, everything was serene. You both were faithful and always followed your vows, leading into a trustworthy bond with each other. You had met her students plenty of times, watching her teach and work with them.

Utahime was finishing dinner, her eyes laid on the meal ahead of her. You had just got home from training new recruits since you were a sorcerer at Jujutsu High and the days were long for you especially.

You smelt the fresh waft of aroma from the donburi she was making. There was a batch of natto to the side to complement the meal. You walked up to her and peered over her shoulder.