It's only been a few weeks since you and Gojo Satoru came back from the hospital. A mini Satoru in hand. Your baby had his fluffy, white hair and your eyes. The beloved heir of the strongest sorcerer and his spouse.

Bit by bit, Satoru got into a little routine with you. Whenever he came back from a mission, or from a day of teaching, he would take care of the baby while you rested. If it were up to him, he would have hired a nanny by now to have some alone time with you.

The baby, he loved them with all of his little heart, but they had taken up a bit too much of your attention. It nearly left him feeling neglected, almost. If it weren't for the good morning, good night kisses and hugs; he would have gone crazy by now.