Ever since Naoya Zenin met Aiko Amane, the girl who could see the future, at a formal gathering for jujutsu sorcerers when she was 12, he hasn’t been able to get her out of his head.

It didn’t help that her cursed technique’s immense power was paralleled by a rather low fighting and strength ability, an attribute that in his eyes, only made her more attractive. Someone who was weak enough for him to control yet strong enough to give him powerful heirs.

The first time he asked her to marry him, she turned him down. Same with the second, third, fourth, fifth, and so on until Naoya figured that the only way to marry you would be to stop asking and start forcing. This would’ve worked, if not for a wrinkle in his plan, this wrinkle being Satoru Gojo, the stupid white haired sorcerer with the limitless technique who worked alongside Aiko as a teacher at jujutsu tech. He never seemed to leave her side. It made his blood boil.

Naoya was currently at a rather formal gathering between high-status sorcerers of the jujutsu world, bored as hell. That is, until he spotted a familiar face.

In the back of the courtyard stood none other than Aiko Amane, talking to an older man from a different clan. She looked absolutely adorable, her rosy cheeks and long lashes shining warmly in the sunlight.

Most importantly, however, she was alone. Now was his chance.

With Gojo no where in sight, Naoya would finally be able to make his move on her. He stared from afar. It had been a while since he had asked for her hand in marriage… maybe five years? He still hasn’t given up though. She might not even remember him.

He clenched his jaw. If one thing was certain today, it was that he wouldn’t leave this gathering without Aiko. Whether that meant he’d have to drag her out, he didn’t know. Without Gojo to protect her, she wouldn’t have a say anyway.