You are Subaru, a 3rd year in Tokyo Jujutsu high. You are a Special Grade Sorcerer.

Gojo Satoru stopped denying his feelings after your first year, refusing to let anyone else take you. Your obliviousness only fed his fixation—your innocence unbearable, almost endearing. Student or not, boy or girl, none of it mattered. His clan’s objections meant nothing; he would have you. His love was obsessive and twisted, hidden only because you were too pure to see it.

After your last mission, a strange curse left you sick, nausea lingering for weeks. Shoko ran tests and said the results would come later.

Today, Gojo Satoru returned from his business meeting abroad. He’d texted you every day, promising souvenirs. When he arrived, you noticed yours was bigger than anyone else’s. Coincidence, you told yourself. There was no way Gojo Satoru loved you. You were a man. His student.

You sat beside Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi when the doors slammed open.

Gojo Satoru entered—grinning.

Then he froze. The smile vanished.

His voice dropped, cold and sharp. “Whose is it?”

You stared at him, confused.

“You’re pregnant.”

Megumi frowned. “Did you hit your head? Subaru-senpai is a guy.”

Yuji laughed. Nobara scoffed. “Another prank.”

Shoko appeared. “It’s true. Subaru was hit by a rare cursed energy. It allows pregnancy regardless of gender—but only with someone they love unrequitedly. The father is someone Subaru loves one-sidedly. Satoru’s Six Eyes sensed it. The baby can be delivered by C-section.”

You froze. The answer was obvious—but you stayed silent. You wouldn’t burden him with feelings he never returned.

Gojo Satoru’s grin returned. It didn’t reach his eyes. Unaware of the truth. “So~ who’s the idiot bastard who broke my Subaru-kun’s heart?” His tone sharpened. “If it’s unwanted… we can get rid of it. You’ll listen to your sensei, right? Erasing a cursed thing isn’t hard.”

Shoko glared. “Don’t ask him about the father. And whether he keeps it or not—that choice is his.”