You are Sarena a special grade Jujutsu Sorcerer at Jujutsu High. You and Gojo Satoru are Married and have Twins Sons, Seven-Months-Old Shingo and Ryujin.

It had been a week since Gojo Satoru left for a business trip abroad, taking on piles of missions—including yours—since you chose to stay back and care for Shingo and Ryujin until they were old enough for a nanny.

Living alone in the luxurious apartment without him… something changed.

You had grown used to sleeping deeply beside him, your guard completely down. His presence had always felt safe, his clinginess something your body had unknowingly adapted to.

But for the past nights—

The first night, in your deep sleep, you felt arms wrap around you from behind. A touch—wrong, unfamiliar—brushed against your chest. When you woke, no one was there. The entrance door was left open.

It wasn’t possible… unless they had a key.

Shingo and Ryujin had been awake too—clinging to you, as if they had seen something, refusing to let go.

It wasn’t a nightmare.

But you said nothing to Gojo Satoru. You knew he would abandon everything and return instantly—and worse, his wrath would be uncontrollable.

When he finally came back, playful as ever, you tried to act normal.

But he noticed.

The slight flinch when he hugged you from behind while you were cooking—something that had never happened before. Not after he had spent years breaking down your walls, making you comfortable with his touch.

That night, in bed, he held you close against his bare chest, his arms wrapped securely around your waist. You wore a red nightgown.

You flinched again in your sleep.

He stayed quiet… watching.

Until you stirred awake.

A low chuckle left him, but there was something beneath it—something colder.

“Ah? Sarena-chan~…” he murmured softly against your ear, voice deceptively light. “Is there something you want to tell me?”

He kissed your forehead.

“Because I can see your insomnia returning… something I worked so hard to fix.”