10 years ago cont.

The next morning, the five of us stood in front of the hospital. Instead of wearing a kimono like always, I wore a black midi high neck, long sleeved dress with black boots. This skin tight dress felt so weird but I'll get used to it. Gojo chose all of the clothes since I had a hard time yesterday. About yesterday's cry, Gojo brushed it off like nothing happened. He didn't act indifferent to me, so I didn't bother trying to be awkward with him.

"Alright. I put on the curtain, so let's head out!" Mei Mei announced.

"Hold my hand. I don't want you to get lost." Gojo stuck his hand out, and I took it fast without a word. I listened so I wouldn't cause too much disturbance for him. "Woah! Is this really my princess? Most of the time, I would hear some retorts." Did he really want me to argue right now? I knew how to be professional and mature unlike him.

"Yes. This is your mission and I will try my best not to be a hindrance." I squeezed his warm, large hand firmly as we began walking inside the hospital.

It was a big creepy building when empty. It wasn't abandoned but it was evacuated for an exorcise. There was so much space and eeriness I couldn't stomach. I felt like I was in a horror movie. "Wow I never noticed how many spirits there were..." Spirits from different shapes and sizes roamed around the halls, but they didn't even think about attacking us. "Is it weird that they're not reacting to us?"

"It is but our biggest objective is the first grade spirit. If the roaming ones decide to attack then we will fight it." Gojo should've let me stay outside the curtain. I feel ashamed to be called a sorcerer because of my lineage.

"Yeah, I'll try to be much of a help if I can... I can't guarantee." Guilt spread throughout my chest. I just prayed that I'll be useful. I don't want to be a stoppage.

Walking in hand on the third floor, there wasn't anything suspicious. The empty floor gave me so much chills. How can I not be scared? The main target might pop out of nowhere.

"Princess, I know you're scared because this is your first time, but I will protect you so don't forget that. And you're going to need some training to shape yourself for battle." I knew deep down Gojo was disappointed in who he had to marry. I literally have no skills to survive if I was thrown on a deserted island.

"It's her..."

I heard a whispery voice from behind. No matter how bad I wanted to turn around, I chose not to. I don't want to mess with anything.

"It's Nozomi..."

Nozomi? Who's that? I began to feel uncomfortable as I gripped on Gojo's black jacket. "Do you hear talking?" I quietly spoke. Was I haunted? Or cursed? There could be a chance since my family is very messed up in the roots.

"No. What are you hearing?" Gojo stopped to listen to me. His ears were open to hear me out.

I didn't want to sound crazy, but hunting spirits was abnormal to a regular human so I see no difference. "This light whispery voice called out 'Nozomi' and I don't know who's that. Like—" Before I could say anything else, I felt a great force aggressively pulling me away from Gojo. It grabbed the back of my dress. I didn't have time to scream because in a blink of an eye, I was thrown into a pitch black room. It was oddly empty and no light source came through. I couldn't see anything until my eyes adjusted.

"If Sukuna was alive, he would be very happy to see you." The black figure said.

What the heck was that thing talking about? I did the dumbest thing and asked it a question. My voice trembled in the slightest. "Who's Sukuna?" I should've kept my mouth closed. I can't be a sorcerer if I question a damn spirit.

Creepy giggles filled the air. It was weird how it wasn't attacking me just yet, but was it planning to after the mass figure talked? I need to get my shit together or else I'll die right now. My animal instinct was ready to jump into action, whereas my mind wasn't. This was no different from the ones I've faced at home. Unlike their intelligence, any one class is still a one class spirit to fight off. Inhaling deeply, I got up from the ground as I stood in place. Once my vision adjusts then I'll strike it. Hopefully my mental scars can save me out of this. I can't rely on the others.

Suddenly, my whole body stiffened when the dark figure loomed around me. The hairs on me shot up from fear. This being was too close for my liking. I need to fend it off before it gets attached to me. "You're not Nozomi. You may have her face but—"

I collected myself as my eyes narrowed at the spirit. It had a snake-like bottom half but a human torso and up. It also had four arms. From the monsters I've seen, I wonder why this one could talk fluently? How could it remember people's faces or names? "I am not Nozomi. I'm Kita Ena, a divine cursed user, and I will not hesitate to exorcise you!"

The figure jerked back. "Divine cursed?! Nozomi—"

I'm tired of hearing that name. I don't even know who she is, and I'd rather not after this day. "Purification pentagram!" A bright white light from the pentagram appeared. I squinted from the sudden light after my eyes were used to the dark. The pentagram caged up the figure in the circle, as the divine light started to burn off its skin. "Yes, I'm a divine cursed user. I know you're aware that it's impossible for even a special grade spirit to break free from this. My lineage holds the utmost power—equal to god itself—which is why I need to step up."

The sizzling sound of skin melting made the spirit roar in frustration and agony. Little did I know, that was a battle cry for the other low spirits in the hospital to find us. My heart raced in dread and a bit of annoyance because I should've done more to make the monster shut up. It's taking too long for the monster to be killed instantly. Darn first class with their durability to take longer to kill in my pentagram.

"I might as well use my domain expansion... it's been drilled into me since I was born." I never really used it on live-spirits, so I'm kind of scared that I might fail. However, my domain is complete, meaning it'll still work nonetheless. I need to stop second guessing myself because I have no experience in real battles. It's all trials and errors.

Placing my pointer and middle fingers up against my nose, I curved it downwards as I summoned my domain. "Seraphic exorcism domain!" Again, another bright light engulfed this area, resulting in this whole hospital to be purified in the process. My domain was filled with repelling relics against low and high class spirits. It was pure energy to cleanse any darkness. Instantly, the low classes turned into ashes within seconds. The first class spirit started to follow suit.

"This is how you killed Sukuna!" That was the very last words of the first class. I wasn't sure if it was cursing me or something. I didn't bother to stay put in my head. I saw it as a random mistake that a spirit remembered from its past.

Once the domain faded, I crumbled on my knees and released a stressed sigh. My memory played back everything that has happened. "Ena!" Just when I looked up at the familiar voice, I was immediately tackled down by none other than Gojo. His tensed arms held me closely to him, relaxing when he exhaled. "You're alive...!" His usual playful tone switched to a worried, trembling voice.

I patted his sides from how restricted my arms were and gave him a relief smile. "Of course, I can't die! I have a will to live, and it's what I'm trained to do when I was born. It was scary, I won't lie about that." I chuckled and told him what happened except the name calling in his arms.

"Interesting... I think everyone heard that loud growl coming from the basement of the building. We were all rushing down there, then Iori started yelling at me when the spirit took you." He mimicked her words into a high pitched voice. I don't understand why he doesn't like her when our personalities are similar. "It amazed me to see that all the lower classes weren't paying attention to us anymore after the cry for help. I almost went feral mode to save you." Gojo used his pointer and thumb to show me how close he was to snapping, and the gap between those fingers was nothing. It looks like his fingers were already touching.

"Maybe you already have gone feral mode without knowing, you liar!"

"No, no! I haven't but I was about to. Let me continue my story,"

"Yes, sir." Gojo clicked his tongue at 'sir' before resuming where he left off.

"Since you said you used your domain expansion, we all stepped into an angelic space and I knew it was you. Who else is a divine user but you." Gojo yapped on and on until someone interrupted his story time.

"Are you done yet, Gojo? We need to head out." Iori said in an aggressive tone. "Thanks to your fiancée, she cut our time in half."

"Shall we go and celebrate?" Mei Mei suggested, but Gojo refused the offer.

"You girls can. We'll be doing our own things before heading home." Gojo picked me up in his arms and ran out of the hospital.

Gojo took me to what seemed like a cafe shop. "You can let me down." People were staring at us since I was in his arms.

"Right," He let me down gently and my boots touched the ground. "Since it's your first time at a cafe, I'll introduce you to delicious drinks." Gojo took me by the hand and guided me inside.

The cafe was not too small or not too big. The overall color was pastel, and the furniture was minimalistic while pop music was playing in the background. It felt like I stepped in the candy aisle of a store. This cafe was both a coffee shop and a bakery store combined. There were a lot of pastries behind the glass window. "Wow... Those look so good!" My stomach growled from the glaze topping, fruit toppings, and many more. "How many can I have?" I looked up at him since he's the one who's paying and not me. I've never made a penny in my life nor I know how to cook or clean.

Gojo grinned in amusement. "Pick as much as you like. It's my treat."

Once we figured out what we wanted, we stood in front of the female cashier, and that's when hell broke loose. The cashier was shooting heart eyes at him. It was really clear she likes him. On the other hand, I'm going to be laid back about this because I'm not possessive. Gojo can deal with it, not me. "Hi, what can I get for you?" The cashier didn't bother to address me there. Her eyes were locked on Gojo.

What was Gojo going to do? I gazed up at him, watching his every move like a hawk looming over its prey.

"We," Gojo threw his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. "Are going to have..." He named off the two drinks and pastries we wanted. "And that'll be it."

The cashier told him his total, and Gojo took out a few yen from his wallet and slid it on the counter. When he did that, she purposefully grazed the tip of his fingers to make it seem like it was an accident for grabbing his money. "Oh, I'm sorry!" She innocently said in a high voice. What a creep she was...

"It's alright," Gojo simply replied with no hint of warmth in his emotion.

The cashier gave us our pastries, and we had to wait for our drinks to be made. We sat in the corner of the place, secluded from any girls to stare or flaunt over him for the time being. "Were you jealous?" Gojo curiously said, leaning over the table as he sat across from me.

"Tch," I scoffed, rolling my head to my shoulder. "No. I was just curious what you were going to do. It's not my place to stop you since there's no love in between us. It's just a political marriage—"

His finger pressed against my lips from talking any further. "And what if I do love you? What are you going to do about it?"

My face flushed from his boldness as I stood my ground. He can tease me all he wants, but I'm not taking it without a fight. "How can you love a person you barely know? You've only known me for a week or two."

"Gojo, your drinks are up!" It's the voice of the cashier girl.

"I'll go get it. You think about your answer." I stood up from my seat and made my way to the pick-up station.

The cashier girl looked displeased at seeing me instead of her crush. "Hi, Mrs. Gojo will be taking her drinks now." I gave her a bittersweet smile and took what's ours. There was a hidden vexed expression behind her customer service face.

Back to our table and giving his drink to Gojo, I sat down in my seat. "I have your answer."

"What is it?" I sipped my vanilla latte.

"Love blooms over time. Just because this is a political marriage doesn't mean I can't get to know you and gradually fall in love. You never know what's going to happen tomorrow, the next few weeks or months, or even years from now. Only time can tell... And I overheard you calling yourself Mrs. Gojo to the poor girl." Gojo snickered. Of course he would've listened in when I offered to get the drinks. He suspected me of being so-called jealous.

"What're you going to do about it? I didn't soil your name."

"I'm not. Are you sure you're not jealous?"

"No. I hope you don't get jealous when it happens to me."

"It won't. I'm a chill person."

Hours passed and Gojo dropped me off at my house. "I hoped you had fun! Don't be afraid to text or call if you wanna go out! Bye!" He waved from a distance as his figure disappeared.

"I'll have to hide these clothes he bought me. He's so sweet and considerate." A small smile formed on my lips before I rushed inside the house.

I was able to sneak in without getting questioned. My parents were strict about having modern clothes in my closet but I don't care. Like what Gojo said, I need to let go what's chaining me down and become my own person.

"What are you wearing, Ena?" My mom stopped me in the hall when I came out of my room.

"A dress,"

"Well you can't be wearing a dress in this house. Change right now."

Usually I never disobey but I will today. "No, I am an adult. I will choose what I want to wear, and this dress is what I want to keep on. How long are you going to boss me around?" My heart was trembling from this grown independence I've developed in a hot second.

"Ena, what's wrong with you? Ever since you met Gojo Satoru, you've been more disobedient! You cause more trouble than necessary," my mom was taken back from my odd behavior. I saw nothing wrong with me. This is the result of them caging me in the house for all of my life. They can't handle this new me which was slowly coming out.

"There is nothing wrong with me, mother. I'm no longer a child. It's natural for me to wonder and explore the world that's been tucked under the rug over a decade. Also, don't point fingers at Gojo. He did nothing but showed me more to life than you all."