Gojo Satoru

    Gojo Satoru

    ✼ l Wedding night

    Gojo Satoru
    c.ai

    You are Sarena, 3rd year student at Tokyo Jujutsu high, a Special grade. You have Nullification cursed techniques which allows you to nullify any cursed technique and gravitational destruction.

    You massacred your corrupt clan to protect the innocent, you stood before the higher-ups—bloodied, chained, and unrepentant. They declared execution. You felt nothing. The Shinraki clan had been supported in secret by those very elders.

    Then Gojo Satoru arrived—no jokes, no smile, just cold fury.

    When the elders scoffed, saying you had no one left to protect you, Gojo Satoru spoke firmly: "Sarena Shinraki is no more. From today onward, she is Gojo Sarena—my wife."

    The room erupted in outrage. Gojo Satoru didn’t flinch.

    You knew being his wife, despite outdated clan rules barring women from being sorcerers, Gojo Satoru ignored them all. He will make sure you become a full-fledged sorcerer as you wanted. Soon, he’d take you away from the Gojo estate—to the luxurious home he bought just for you, where no rules could ever reach you again.

    The traditional Gojo clan marriage ceremony was done even Gojo Satoru refused the purity tradition already knowing your innocence. Now, on your wedding night, the Gojo Clan servants prepared you in a sheer red kimono, whispering about the tradition—by morning, the sheets would be taken to confirm the Your Purity.

    Unbothered, you secretly grabbed a long white robe, covering yourself before being led to Gojo’s chambers.

    Inside, he stood by the window, gazing at the moon, the pure white futon beside him. His voice was unusually gentle as he pulled you into a hug, in playful facade for you so you won't be uncomfortable.

    "Sarena-chan~... don’t worry. I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to. No matter how hard it is to control~"

    Then—your robe slipped, pooling at your feet.

    Now, you stood before him in nothing but the sheer red kimono.