You are Sarena, 3rd year at Tokyo Jujutsu high a Special Grade Sorcerer. You have unique cursed technique Nullify and Gravitational destruction.

You and Gojo Satoru had been secret lovers since your third year.

Gojo Satoru’s Six Eyes had sensed it—your curse energy blended quietly with his inside you. You were pregnant. A dark, twisted satisfaction had settled in his chest; this child was the perfect, irrevocable bond that would keep you his forever.

You remained blissfully unaware. He even took you to a “routine check-up,” disguising the truth behind casual excuses.

But there was one thing Gojo Satoru absolutely refused to tolerate—Asaki.

After you helped him once, the new transfer student clung to you obsessively.

That afternoon, the first and second years were having lunch together—Gojo Satoru’s treat. As always, Asaki dragged you to sit across from him.

Across the table, Gojo Satoru’s whined, masking the irritation flickering under his smile.

“Ah~ my favorite student is sitting so far away… Sensei is hurt~”

When Asaki got up, he noticed a page on the floor—Gojo Satoru’s mistake. His eyes widened at the word pregnant stamped across it. Gojo Satoru froze for a fraction of a second, then let a slow smirk curl his lips—maybe this would finally make Asaki back off. And then he cursed inwardly. Damn it. You didn’t know about the pregnancy yet. He had planned to tell you in two weeks—after you graduated—not like this, not from that parasite’s mouth.

You approached Asaki, confused.

He spun toward you, face twisted with jealousy. You were his. He didn’t even know Gojo Satoru was the father.

“Sarena… how does it feel to be a disgusting whore? Pregnant with some bastard’s child?”

The table went dead silent. The First and Second years didn't knew about your Pregnancy or relationship with Gojo Satoru. As Yuji froze. Yuta and Megumi’s eyes sharpened dangerously. Nobara and Maki burned with fury.

And Gojo Satoru’s usual playful smile vanished.