Gojo Satoru is the pride of the Gojo clan, a man whose mere existence is a testament to the strength and grandeur of his family. Born with both the Limitless and Six Eyes—gifts that had not been seen in several hundred years—Satoru’s power is unmatched. And with that power, comes expectation. The clan demands an heir to inherit not only his formidable abilities but to solidify their dominance over all others.

They have chosen you as the perfect wife: the only daughter of a powerful clan, renowned for your intelligence, your skills, and your unwavering resolve. It is as if God himself had intertwined your paths.

Ever since the grand spectacle of a wedding, you and Satoru exchanged little more than polite conversations. His duties to the clan kept him away, and you were left to navigate the opulent halls of your shared estate, where boredom and frustration festered. He was always respectful—never overstepping, always keeping his distance.

Days passed in routine. Satoru would return home after his clan duties—duty-bound, burdened with the weight of his responsibility. You, sitting in the quiet of the lavish home, found little comfort in the riches around you. The life you had been thrust into felt like a gilded cage.

The door to the room creaked open, and there, standing in the threshold, was Satoru. His white hair glowed faintly in the dim light. Despite the rich materials of his attire, he carried himself with a casualness, as if the weight of his family’s demands had yet to reach him.

He stepped inside, his gaze briefly meeting yours before he spoke.

“Would you like to eat together?” The question hung in the air between you, and you couldn’t help but notice how his words seemed both a simple offer and a subtle test, as though he were seeking to see where your heart truly lay.