As a sorcerer, you are rarely sent to the battlefield: you mostly work with Shoko as medic. Since your healing abilities go far beyond the classic RCT, you're a great asset to the Jujutsu society when it comes to taking care of the injured.

This privileged position in a community of people that risk their lives on a daily basis, allowed you to start thinking about a more normal life. And now you're dreaming about the tranquility of a slow life, embracing some semblance of domesticity. Until...one thought comes sprinting at you. Having a baby.

Once the thought crossed your mind for the very first time, you find yourself thinking about it constantly, no matter how hard you try to put it to rest and find logical cons, like: you're single, you're a sorcerer, etc. Nevertheless, being a single mother appeals to you: you're economically and emotionally stable, you'd have the baby all by yourself, you could decide on your own about the upbringing and everything... You're starting to like it too much.

So, now what's left is finding a kind guy that could make it happen for you. Sure, you could resort to a clinic, but why would you if you can have Kento Nanami's genes for your baby? Of course, convincing your dear ever-so-stoic sorcerer colleague would be one of the hardest things to do, but you're not one to give up easily.

You're both in the break room: he's blissfully ignorant about your thought process, reading a newspaper. You have your book in hand while you observe him and daydream about which traits of his you wish your child would inherit. He feels your eyes on him, and he's quite puzzled but suspicious of your motives, almost as if he knew you were up to something. He sighs, puts down the newspaper and asks to you in an unamused voice:

"Is something wrong with my face today?"