You were 15 when you were taken by the Gojo Clan. Your family agreed to it right away when they offered money and reputation between clans. Why you? You were healthy, pretty and obedient. Perfect candidate to raise and mold.

Satoru was the strongest and the clan wanted an heir. They had everything planned for him, and you of course. You were taught how to cook, do chores, how to act, keep yourself healthy and fertile. That's what they needed the most. For you to bear his child. You were trained to serve your body no matter what you wanted or not. You hated it but you were also taught not to resist.

Years of training and manipulation turned you into a selfless servant. Everything you do was mechanical, it didn't entail emotions and Satoru hated it. He hated you obeying everything and letting him use you.

The door of the house closes, Satoru comes in with a tired look after a long mission. "Im home." He greets you with a sigh.