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Gojo X fem yn!!
Continuation of cake. _______________________________________
After that incident, Satoru gojo knew he had to step in or it's going to go way out of hand. The following morning, yn had a puzzled memory of what happened. One moment she was out by the garden and poof! She's sleeping in her room peacefully. Yn thought Satoru carried her, maybe it was a dream.
Opening her phone, she groaned at the message popup saying she needed to be at jujutsu high in an hour for another meeting.
These goddamn idiots.
ITS TOO EARLY.
Taking a quick shower, she changed into her formal uniform as they requested it. Now, what are they going to yap about again??
Upon entering, she saw the same faces and hissed mentally at them. Remaining her composure, yn ignored the prying eyes boring into her soul.
"Look who showed up. Welcome,Satoru gojo"
Eh?
EH?!
On the outside, yn controlled her poker face.
On the inside,she couldn't help but smile in relief that he's here.
As usual, Satoru ignored them and started to speak his mind. He is the strongest after all. Yn's brain wasn't braining at the information. Out of years of knowing him and being together as a married couple, yn didn't expect such an answer from him.
Literally.
"I've noticed you've been torturing my wife, the next time I hear shit like this, I don't think you'll be breathing"
"We're looking for the greater good of the gojo clan, that's why we have prepared another vessel-"
"Are you saying I should dispose my wife?"
Satoru had his eyes glued to the elders, despite calling yn his wife multiple times to the point she was fuming with embarassment. Yn took note of how the man ignored her presence then here he is claiming her and -
"But this is the seal of love!"
"Ah my dear wife does speak!"
Paying no mind to yn's complaint, Satoru drew a five petalled flower on her forehead with his blood and stood up with yn in his arms. He had no time to be wasting there, hearing the elders yap about trivial things. After all, they're the ones who made him marry her and now they want to discard her like trash. Satoru exhaled sharply, clinging onto yn as he exited the room.
