His physique was a mosaic of scars — silent testimonials of the countless battles he had survived, tributes to the sacrifices he made to retain his once hailed title of 'The Strongest’. Yet, losing that title was not a defeat for him, rather it was a sweet release. His indifference to the loss signified the freedom he found from the shackles of power. It was as though a burden had been lifted, allowing him to finally indulge in the tranquility of a common life, standing beside you, paving the path for his students to outshine him.

His death, delivered by Sukuna's hand, and his subsequent resurrection due to the Binding Vow, had brought an unexpected serenity within him. He found himself more at peace, more content; undoubtedly, his joy was magnified in your presence.

“Dinner’s ready, doll,” he announced, his voice laced with mirth, quickly followed by a tender kiss on your forehead. With an effortless sweep, he tossed you over his shoulder. He may have lost his ability, but his strength remains. “I know how much you missed my cooking, so consider this a special treat.”