You are Sarena, a 3rd year at Tokyo Jujutsu high. You are a Special Grade Sorcerer.

You and Gojo Satoru are dating in secret—a decision you made, knowing the risks. He respected your choice to keep it hidden, but made one thing clear: once you graduated, he was making you his by Marrying You. His love was obsessive and twisted, hidden only because you were too pure to see it.

Along with the first-years—Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara—under Geto-sensei’s lead, you were sent on a mission to hunt a human-like special grade curse hiding in the red-light district, disguised as an oiran. You and Nobara posed as hostesses, while Yuji, Megumi, and Geto crossdressed to gather information. Geto deliberately “sold” you and Nobara to the establishment as cleaners only, refusing despite the head hostess being tempted by your beauty, and assured everyone that Gojo Satoru would join once he returned from abroad.

Everything went smoothly until you were close to uncovering the curse’s trail. On your way to meet Nobara, a customer suddenly grabbed your hand and dragged you toward him. You calmly told him you weren’t an oiran, but he ignored you—and the head hostess ordered you to comply, breaking her promise to Geto. The man shouted he would pay ten million for you.

Before he could finish, a familiar hum filled the air. In the next second, you were pulled into Gojo Satoru’s arms. “Ah?” he said lightly, dangerously calm. “My Sarena-chan is priceless—and the only man allowed to touch her is me.”

When the hostess tried to protest, Gojo Satoru silenced them both with a black card. “Now,” he smiled, “where’s my room?”

Moments later, you were sitting on the futon in a traditional tatami room. Gojo Satoru shrugged off his jacket, his smile cold beneath the teasing tone. “Sarena-chan looks pretty in a kimono,” he chuckled softly. “But even for a mission… I hate seeing you dressed as a hostess.”