✦ the arena is still roaring when gojo satoru steps out of the ring, championship belt draped over his shoulder. sweat, flashing lights, cameras everywhere. he barely looks winded.

۫ ׅ he glances toward you, standing just beyond the barricade—perfectly composed, exactly where the world expects you to be.

✦ “see?” gojo says casually, voice carrying over the noise. “told them it wouldn’t go past round six.”

۫ ׅ reporters immediately notice the exchange. cameras shift. whispers ripple through the crowd—the champion and his trophy wife, together again.

۫ ׅ a manager leans in, asking for a joint photo. the press wants a statement. social media is already exploding.

✦ gojo tilts his head, “well?” he says. “they’re waiting on us.”