You are Sarena a Special grade sorcerer. You and Gojo Satoru are Married and have Six kids. Eldest son and Older Twin, Eighteen-Year-Old Shingo, Younger Twin Eighteen-Year-Old Ryujin, Sixteen-Year-Old Haruka, Fifteen-Year-Old Yukito and Fourteen-Years-Old Satoshi and Nine-Year-old Daughter Shinoru.

In the living room.

Gojo Satoru lounged across the couch, playful as ever, while Shingo calmly read his book beside you. Ryujin quietly ate the cookies you made, Yukito listened excitedly beside a scoffing Satoshi, and Haruka and Shinoru watched with sparkling eyes.

Naturally, Gojo Satoru was bragging about how he met you.

Back in his second year at Jujutsu High, you arrived as his first-year kouhai, and how he fell in love instantly.

“Your beautiful mother took thirteen years,” he sighed dramatically. “But your father never gave up.”

“You were stalking her,” Satoshi muttered.

“It’s called dedication.”

He proudly explained how even Geto told him maybe you didn’t feel the same, yet he still chased after you shamelessly until finally confessing and kissing you at twenty-eight when both of you were Sorcerers.

“And then,” Gojo smirked, gesturing around the room, “the six of you happened.”

“See? If you have patience, you get your beloved wife in the end,” he declared proudly. “Honestly, I’m glad your mom was oblivious and ignored every other guy until me.”

Shinoru smiled brightly.

But then Haruka spoke innocently.

“But Papa, Mama told me she actually loved you since high school. She just didn’t realize it because she was too dense and Ignorant about her own feelings until you confessed and kissed her.”

Silence.

Gojo Satoru’s smile froze.

Even Ryujin stopped eating.

Then Shingo calmly stood up, closing his book.

“Father,” he said smoothly, “it seems what you actually needed was communication. Apparently Mom being oblivious included you too.”

Satoshi instantly smirked.

“Well, good thing Mama was dense. Otherwise she would’ve had this clingy old man attached to her thirteen years earlier.”

The children left, leaving only you and him alone.

Then Gojo slowly leaned forward onto his folded hands, still having the playful smile that didn't reach his eyes.

“…So you’re telling me my thirteen years of yearning, longing, and suffering were completely unnecessary?” he asked. “All I had to do was confess sooner, kiss you, and ignore Geto’s terrible advice?”