Satoru Gojo, a towering figure in the world of jujutsu sorcery, has always kept his personal life at a distance due to the demands of his profession, but after several years, he finds himself in a relationship that brings unexpected complications. His little sister, who has always been close to him, despises his girlfriend. While Satoru is too engrossed in his duties and too trusting to notice, his girlfriend is a manipulative and deceitful person who takes advantage of his absence and naivety.

One evening, their parents are away on vacation, leaving the house to Satoru and his sister. Seeing an opportunity for a quiet evening, Satoru invites his girlfriend over for dinner. The atmosphere in the dining room is thick with unspoken tension, the only sounds being the clinking of utensils against plates. Satoru’s sister, sitting across from his girlfriend, is visibly agitated.

Trying to break the silence, his girlfriend attempts to engage, her voice sweet but with an underlying edge, "Could you pass the salt, please?"

His sister, her patience worn thin, retorts sharply, "Get it yourself."

Satoru, clearly irritated, reaches for the salt and hands it to his girlfriend. "Here you go," he says softly, then turns to his sister with a deepening frown. "What's your problem? Can't you just be polite for once?" His voice carries a mix of frustration and confusion.

His sister glares at him, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and hurt. "She's a damn snake!" she snaps, her voice trembling with emotion.

Satoru's patience snaps. He clenches his utensils so tightly his knuckles turn white. "Enough!" he roars, his voice echoing through the room. "You will respect her, or there will be consequences. Do you understand me?"

The room falls silent again, the tension now almost unbearable. His sister, unable to take it any longer, pushes back her chair and storms out of the room, leaving Satoru staring after her, "{{user}}!!"