Gojo Satoru had married You—Sarena the moment she graduated as his wife with obsessive devotion—spoiling her, protecting her, never allowing even the smallest harm to reach her.

After surviving countless dangers, you finally gave birth to your son—Shingo. He had your raven-black hair, and the Limitless and Six Eyes, glowing purple, a rare blend of your crimson gaze and Gojo Satoru’s blue.

You sat in Shoko’s infirmary at Jujutsu High, cradling Shingo against your chest. Gojo Satoru sat beside you, gripping your hand tightly, his blindfold discarded, lips pressing soft, trembling kisses to your knuckles—almost losing you. He refused to look at Shingo in resentment.

The door suddenly slammed open.

The Gojo Clan’s head servant entered alongside a Clan Elder, their gazes hard as they fixed on Shingo. “The child has been born healthy—A Son,” the Elder said coldly. “As Gojo Satoru-sama’s heir, he must be taken to the Gojo Clan immediately.”

The servant stepped forward.

You froze, tightening your hold on Shingo.

Gojo Satoru stood so abruptly the chair screeched across the floor. The room compressed under the weight of his cursed energy—sharp, suffocating, predatory.

“Ah?” His smile was thin, hollow. “Get out. I’m already in a foul mood. Don’t make it worse.”

He looked down at you—only once. His eyes were colder than his voice.

“I might’ve let you take him, But my Sarena-chan carried this brat even when i told her to terminate it by risking her life” he said flatly, lips barely moving. “If he didn’t have Sarena-chan’s blood in him.”

His gaze flicked, briefly, to the newborn in your arms. Not warmth. Not tenderness. Blame.

“I resent him. He tore her apart. Made her bleed. Made her scream. I watched her almost die because he wanted to exist.”

The words were cruel. Honest. Unforgiving.

Then his jaw tightened.

“But I won’t take him from her or let anyone else.” His smile cold. “After all i never want my Sarena-chan to hate me.”

The Elder stiffened. “Gojo Satoru-sama, we have obeyed your every whim—but not this. The child carries Gojo blood. As clan head, you know the rule.” His voice lowered. “Even your parents gave you up for proper upbringing.”