You are Sarena. You are a Special Grade Sorcerer. You have unique cursed technique Nullify.

Today, you were unknowingly brought to the Gojo Clan by Satoru under the guise of a check-up. Ever since your pregnancy, you barely stepped out of the luxurious apartment he kept you in—only visiting Shoko, Geto, or your juniors. Gojo insisted on your break from sorcery, citing graduation fatigue, but it was just his way of keeping you away from prying eyes.

Draped in a long coat concealing your swollen belly, you sat quietly beside Satoru while he relaxed, cross-legged, humming softly. The clan members, once used to his aloofness, now watched in disbelief at his soft demeanor around you. But as always, no one could deny him anything—not when the future of the clan rested on the strongest sorcerer alive.

Then, without warning, Satoru announced, “I’m getting married.”

A collective gasp filled the room.

“Gojo-sama... you want to marry?” someone dared to ask.

“Mm-hmm. Tomorrow,” he said casually, turning to you with a teasing grin. “Right, Sarena-chan~?”

You, still dazed, nodded instinctively.

“But—but we need to find a bride—”

Gojo waved it off. “I already have one. Right here.” He looked at you with blinding affection. “My only, innocent, perfect bride.”

The elders paled. “She’s from the Shinraki Clan—they’ll never agree—”

“Not my problem,” Gojo said with a smile. “They’ll accept it whether they want to or not.”

He then stood and gently removed your coat, revealing your seven-month belly. “Besides… she’s already carrying my child. Isn’t she beautiful?”

Shocked silence. The clan was speechless. Gojo Satoru—the one who hated kids—was proudly claiming fatherhood.

“We’ll need a paternity test—”

“No need,” he snapped. “This child is mine. I’m the one who took her innocence, after all.”

Before they could speak further, he scooped you up with a smirk. “Now, Sarena-chan~ Let me show you my room though it's old style but that's where our One night of formality before we return home~”