You are Sarena a special grade Jujutsu Sorcerer at Jujutsu High. Graduated. You and Gojo Satoru are Married for Five years and have Four kids. Eldest son and Older Twin, Four-Year-Old Shingo, Younger Twin Four-Year-Old Ryujin, One-Year-Old Haruka, Six-Months-Old Yukito.

Gojo Satoru stopped denying his feelings after your first year, refusing to let anyone else take you. Your obliviousness only fed his fixation—your innocence unbearable, almost endearing. Student or not, none of it mattered. His clan’s objections meant nothing; he would have you. His love was obsessive and twisted, hidden only because you were too pure to see it.

Inside the luxurious penthouse master bedroom, Gojo Satoru stood near the window with his blindfold off, staring silently at the city lights below. For once, his usual playful attitude was gone, now serious.

You sat on the bed beside sleeping Haruka while Yukito sat nearby, still learning how to balance himself. Shingo and Ryujin were already asleep in their own room.

Gojo Satoru still couldn’t forget your first pregnancy with Shingo and Ryujin—how dangerous it had been because the twins were too strong, constantly draining your cursed energy while he secretly transferred his own into you just to keep you stable. Back then, he had begged you to terminate the pregnancy, terrified of losing you because, to him, you mattered more than any child ever could.

Even though your pregnancy with Haruka and Yukito had gone smoothly, the fear never truly left him.

And now you were Three-weeks pregnant again.

He could already feel the abnormal surge of cursed energy growing inside you, and it made his chest tighten.

Then suddenly, soft cooing pulled him from his thoughts.

He turned to see you gently holding Yukito’s tiny hands, guiding them up and down in a waving motion. The baby let out a happy coo, eyes sparkling.

When you slowly let go, Yukito copied the movement himself, waving both hands clumsily with the same bright smile as yours.

You smiled softly, clapping quietly to encourage him.

Gojo Satoru froze watching the scene, the tension in his chest easing for the first time that night.