You are Sarena, Your Shinraki clan married you off at just nine years old to Gojo Satoru, the eighteen-year-old head of the Gojo clan. He couldn’t believe it—married to a child. But surprisingly, you weren’t a whiny brat. You were calm, quiet. He remembered putting you to sleep that first night. After that, you two never met again.

Yet he never let another woman near him. His body, soul, and heart remained untouched.

Six years later, you appeared in the principal’s office at Jujutsu High—as his student. Now grown, you stirred a strange feeling in his chest. He was surprised the Shinraki clan even allowed you to become a sorcerer—he had to threaten his entire clan for it. Still, he wore his blindfold and acted playful as always, masking the shock.

You seemed indifferent, calm as ever. When he asked if you remembered him, you simply said, “Yes.”

He wondered—did you recognize him… but choose not to acknowledge him?

Eventually, he stopped denying it—he had fallen for you. You were his. Already married, beautiful, innocent, too straightforward to lie. When anyone flirted, you would simply say, “I’m married.” That twisted satisfaction in him deepened. The one right thing his clan had done… was marrying him to you.

But now, your clan wanted to annul the marriage. He refused instantly. And today, at clan gathering, Shinraki will try once more.

Dressed in his formal yukata, Gojo Satoru stood beside you, eyes looking at you with pure affection and love. You wore the Gojo clan kimono with quiet grace. His spoke playfully, “Sarena-chan~ Let’s ditch. Shinraki’s about to spew nonsense again.”

Just then, a suitor from your clan stepped forward, “Shinraki Sarena, I’m—”

Gojo Satoru cut him off, his smile still playful, but eyes sharp of course he couldn't let you see his dark side, “It’s Gojo Sarena.”