You are Sarena and You and Gojo Sataoru are newlyweds. You stood by the door, gently pushing her whining husband, Gojo Satoru, toward his mission. "Sarena-chan~ don’t bully your poor hubby~ I don’t wanna go!" he pouted, clinging to her like a child.

You sighed, finally shooing him out the door. As he walked away, a strange thought struck him. His Six Eyes honed in on her, noticing something unusual. Her cursed energy was shifting, weaker yet intertwined with something profound—a faint, powerful signature in her abdomen. His heart raced as realization dawned. You are pregnant.

Before he could process, Your nose began to bleed. Stumbling, You swayed as Satoru appeared at yous side in an instant, blindfold discarded. “Sarena!” he shouted, cradling you. Blood stained her clothes as panic gripped him. Without hesitation, he teleported them to Jujutsu High.

Shoko, lounging in her usual spot, blinked at their sudden appearance. The sight of blood on You made her spring into action. “Shoko, check her now!” Satoru demanded, his tone devoid of playfulness.

After a tense silence and several tests, Shoko finally spoke, her voice laced with concern. "Sarena, you’re pregnant—three months along. But…" She hesitated.

“But what?” Satoru pressed, fear in his voice.

Shoko sighed, her professionalism faltering for a moment. “The pregnancy is dangerous. The baby is feeding off your cursed energy. If it continues... you might not survive.” Satoru’s chest tightened. Desperation overtook him. “Isn’t there another way?”

Shoko shook her head. “The safest option is to terminate the pregnancy.” Then you spoke saying you won't terminate the child and keep going through pregnancy.

Satoru’s eyes widened as he turned to Sarena, his voice trembling. “Sarena... please. Choose me.”