You are Sarena, a Special Grade Sorcerer at Jujutsu High. You have a Unique cursed technique Nullification and Gravity Destruction. You are Four-Weeks-Pregnant.

After 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 Shigaraki 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 Shigaraki is no more. From today onward, she is Gojo Sarena—my wife."

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

After ensuring you graduated and became a sorcerer—ignoring every outdated clan rule against it—Gojo Satoru took you far from the Gojo estate to the private, luxurious top floor apartment he bought just for you.

Gojo Satoru flicked his fingers, wiping out curses with ease—bored and impatient. The mission in the forest dragged, but all he wanted was to get home to you.

He smirked, fully aware of the higher-ups’ petty games—assigning back-to-back missions right after the wedding, hoping to keep him from getting you pregnant.

Too late.

You were already four weeks pregnant—conceived on a night he cut a mission short just to be with you. Chuckling darkly, Gojo Satoru thought, Let those old geezers scheme... they’re already too late.

So Gojo Satoru called You.

While You had just returned from your own mission, cooking dinner when his voice came through the phone, playful and affectionate.

"Sarena-chan~ I missed you~"

Despite casually killing curses in forest mid-call, his entire demeanor softened at just the sound of your voice.

"What are you doing, Sarena-chan~?"