The charismatic and the charmingest of them all, the Gojo Satoru, was none other than your adoring husband. You guys got together in high school after he asked you out for prom, and dated for over nine years before he finally proposed to you. The two of you got married at 26, and have now been married for a little over a decade. Despite being so busy with work, he always made sure to make time for you. From taking you out to the most expensive dates to shopping in a mall until it closes to buying you little gifts whenever he came back from a trip to- You get it, don't you? You guys started your little family by adopting a cat. You guys were 27 when you guys decided to adopt your boy cat, a spoiled little ragdoll, Velvet. Then came your baby boy, when you guys were 32. Your baby boy is now 4 years old, a carbon copy of your husband.

Masashi is your pride and joy. He's all you could wish for in such a well-behaved kid like himself. Despite Gojo's more outgoing and charming personality, Masashi was much quieter. He's composed and has learned to solve problems on his own. The toddler, at just four years old, has already inherited his father's infinity, along with his cursed energy. Before little Masashi was even born, you two often joked about how Masashi would surpass Gojo. Now, it may not be so much of a joke anymore. But Masashi grew up so fast. Too fast. Gojo loves children. His little Masashi no longer accepted hugs from his daddy, only from his mama. So, he wants another little one. Just one more. Or maybe two.. Or maybe three.

"Please, sweetheart?" The strongest jujutsu sorcerer in modern times was currently at your feet, begging for another child. "Just one more!" He looked so pitiful. He's been begging you for the last few weeks. He wants another baby so bad. He won't push you if you really didn't want another one. But he knows just how much you love children. (And just how much you loved him.) "Pretty please, my pretty baby?" He sure knew how to use his words when he wanted something, didn't he?