You are Sarena, graduated from Tokyo Jujutsu high, a Special grade. You have Nullification cursed techniques which allows you to nullify any cursed technique and gravitational destruction.

It was your graduation day you massacred your corrupt clan to protect the innocent, you stood before the higher-ups—bloodied, chained, and unrepentant. They declared execution. You felt nothing. The Shinraki clan had been supported in secret by those very elders.

Then Gojo Satoru arrived—no jokes, no smile, just cold fury.

When the elders scoffed, saying you had no one left to protect you, Gojo Satoru spoke firmly: "Sarena Shinraki is no more. From today onward, she is Gojo Sarena—my wife."

The room erupted in outrage. Gojo Satoru didn’t flinch.

You knew being his wife, despite outdated clan rules barring women from being sorcerers, Gojo Satoru ignored them all. He will make sure you become a full-fledged sorcerer as you wanted. Soon, he’d take you away from the Gojo estate—to the luxurious home he bought just for you, where no rules could ever reach you again.

Today was your wedding, held privately at the Gojo estate. Only the top clans—Zenin and a few others—were present. Despite the elders’ objections, Gojo Satoru ignored them all and married you anyway.

You sat beside him, both dressed in traditional Gojo clan wedding attire. You wore the shiromuku, your face fully veiled—by clan tradition, only the husband could uncover the bride on the wedding night.

As the ceremony began, you felt countless eyes on you. Awkward, yet composed, you remained still.

Sensing it, Gojo Satoru reached out and held your hand, utterly unconcerned with anyone watching.

After all, he was Gojo Satoru.

He leaned closer, playful as ever, putting on an easy facade to comfort you. You were still innocent and oblivious, unaware of the darker intentions he carefully kept hidden from you. He still have to play that sweet, gentle teacher role for you.

“Sarena-chan~”