You are Sarena a special grade Jujutsu Sorcerer at Jujutsu High. Graduated.

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, 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.

You and Gojo Satoru had been secret lovers since your third year—a decision you made, knowing the risks. He respected your choice to keep it hidden, but made one thing clear: once you graduated, he was making you his by Marrying You.

Now, Graduated and married, currently Six-Months Pregnant with Twins.

Your pregnancy was dangerous. The twins drained your cursed energy constantly, making Gojo Satoru to transfer his own just to keep you stable. He had begged you to terminate it, terrified of losing you, but you refused. You promised you would survive.

Gojo Satoru had kept you far from the Gojo Clan ever since you became pregnant. The clan wanted the child—every sorcerer saw your unborn twins as a bad omen.

Gojo Satoru returned after clearing his mountain of missions in record time, teleporting straight into your shared room in his luxurious penthouse. You stood before the full-length mirror calmly, fingers resting over the gentle swell of your stomach.

In an instant, Gojo Satoru appeared behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing himself shamelessly against your back. One hand slid over your belly, rubbing it, then placing his hand above yours while he secretly transferred his cursed energy into you, easing the constant drain the pregnancy caused.

His chin rested on your shoulder, blue eyes watching your reflection instead of the mirror itself.

Then he chuckled with his usual playfulness.

“Ah~ is my Sarena-chan feeling insecure about her beautiful body? or Did some women jealous of you said something?”