For the next few days, Gojo trained Naozumi in the dojo while Yuji trained watching movies. I'm so glad that Sukuna hasn't come out. I don't have to deal with him for a while despite Yuji living here until his announcement to the world that he's alive. However, if Sukuna did decide to come out, hell would break loose.

I observed Gojo and Naozumi's every move. Naozumi looked like he was having fun. There was a big smile on his face as he soaked in his father's wisdom like a sponge. His tiny brain of his will expand to be as big as his dad. My little Snowbear was growing in a blink of an eye. It kind of hurts my heart because I don't want him to grow up yet.

"Hey Nao, do you want a brother or sister?"

I choked on my spit when I heard him ask our son about siblings. I forgot Gojo was trying to get me pregnant again, but I don't think it's the right time to have another baby. For one, who knows what Sukuna will do to me if I'm pregnant; and two, I have a gut feeling that this year isn't going to be good.

"It doesn't matter." Naozumi shrugged his shoulders. "If I become a big brother then I don't mind!" I can't really tell if Naozumi really doesn't care about it, or he's only saying that because we're his parents, and he's scared to be truthful.

I didn't want to breathe this air and think about future children with them. I need to leave. "Babe, I'm going to visit Shoko. I haven't seen her in a hot minute sooo, I'll see you guys later tonight!"

I threw on a jacket and black sunglasses, which was Gojo's and headed out.

Ping!

Someone texted me, and it was Gojo. I read out his message aloud, "'Buy a pregnancy test' Ugh.... He might as well buy a pregnancy test company since it cost so much for a box!" I'd rather just wait until I stop getting my period. It's just easier than wasting money after money to receive a negative outcome.

Quickly, I responded with a no and explained my reasoning. "Try and put a baby in me, then I'll make you wait until I feel any different..." I grumbled, aggressively finishing my text message.

Once I arrived at Shoko's house, we sat on her leather couch and talked. "Do you want alcohol?" Shoko offered, but I rejected it even though I wanted a small sip of it.

"Sorry I can't. Satoru is trying to have baby no.2." I drank water instead.

Shoko's eyes widened. "Good thing I didn't smoke..." she mumbled, and I caught wind of her words.

"Hey, I thought you quit smoking!"

Shoko shrugged, "It's a nostalgic feeling from the past." How could she say that? She's going to get addicted after two puffs. This doctor's lungs were going to die soon.

"I hope you can reverse your lungs then." I wondered if she's able to do that. If she could then it's a miracle; she won't be dying early.

Our conversation went back to my family. "So Gojo is training your son now?" She drank alcohol from her glass cup, indirectly temping my mouth to water. It's been a really long time since I've consumed alcohol. The last time I got blackout drunk was five years ago. Now I can't do that because I don't want Naozumi to see anything if I were to do something stupid.

"Mhm. My little boy is half me with his snarky attitude and half Satoru with his ability to learn fast. He's going to be one fine sorcerer when he's older." The future was scary. What's next after Sukuna? A war between curses and sorcerers again? That happened last year already with Geto and his crazy new world idea. He really took natural selection to a whole new level.

"What's on your mind?"

"The future," I simply replied, now thinking philosophically about it. "There's so much that's happening, and I'm scared what's going to happen to my family. Satoru being Satoru attracts cursed spirits left and right because he shifted the balance. Possibly I do too? I'm not sure because it's always been Satoru protecting me." Unconsciously, a small frown was appearing. I relied on Gojo for everything. He's literally my knight in shining armor and I'm his princess.

"Hey, don't make that face. Remember I can only heal; I can't fight either. I need protection too." Shoko had a point. We both were weaklings. "I barely went on missions back when me, Gojo, and Geto were in high school. I did train but I wasn't skilled like the other two..." Shoko reminisced about her youth as a small smile tugged her lips. "I will admit that ever since Gojo met you, he changed a lot. Utahime was shocked to see his new outlook on the world about ten years ago..."

I could imagine Utahime's face dropping to the floor. I never understood why Utahime and Gojo's relationship was rocky. Utahime has a ferocious personality—oh wait, I figured out why: Gojo tends to provoke others. "Not even a baby changed that man..." When Naozumi came out, we were both attentive parents, but that all changed when Naozumi turned one. Gojo did everything with our one year old son.

My face contorted in madness from a new memory occuring in my brain.

"What's wrong?" Shoko noticed my new expression. I'm letting so many emotions show on my face. I never told anyone, so it's the first time Shoko will hear this.

A strained expression took over now. "So, it was this place one day when Naozumi was one." I slapped my thigh as I bit my lips to what I'm about to say. "I was gone for a day or two, and I received a call from Yaga that..." The emotion from that time poured onto the present me. It was pure irritation. Gojo literally wanted me to dig his own grave. "Satoru went on a mission with our son. Yaga told me that Satoru came back to campus with our child strapped to his chest and immediately knew what happened. Yaga wanted to kill him for endangering his own child on the front line, but he said that's my job which was why he told me this."

Shoko's eyes widened a bit before she laughed. "That sounds just like Gojo." She finished her cup of alcohol and placed it on the coffee table. "So what'd you do?" She looked eager to know the ending of this mad tale.

"I gave him an earful. He explained to me that it only happened because nobody was able to babysit our son..." I felt a tick mark growing on my forehead. "Let's hope kid no.2 doesn't come out this year." The poor future child was gonna be in a lot if I'm not around.

I stayed with Shoko until nightfall. I really didn't want to go home but I had three kids: Gojo, Naozumi, and Yuji to look out for. I'm sure Gojo and Yuji can share one brain cell, and Naozumi would be too smart to join in.

"Well Shoko, it was nice seeing you. I have to go now because I got a family waiting for me."

We exchanged our goodbyes, and I walked out in the chilly air. The moon was full, shining down on me. It's been awhile since I've been alone. No child, no doting husband—my alone time. It felt so great; I need to do this more often. Getting out of the house eased my heart because I didn't have to think about my current issues.

I stretched my arms above my head. "Ahhh... This feels great—" The time for myself was cut shortly, and I've never been disappointed by this. Sometimes I wished to be a normal human than a powerful sorcerer.

"Is it the woman of Gojo Satoru? Or Sukuna?"

An arrow slammed straight into my head from the person's words. Turning on my heels, I faced whoever insulted me by calling me Sukuna's woman. They can kiss my ass. In front of me was a cursed spirit. It looked like a walking volcano with one eye. "Hey—oh! Ew! Oh my gosh, I'm so mean!" I quickly covered my mouth. I was being thoughtless about what came out of me. "Damn, it really has been that long since I've last seen a real cursed spirit up close." But its teeth were black and hideous. I needed to have some self constraint.

"Who are you calling 'ew'?! Humans like you are 'ew'!" The volcano pointed at me in revolt, feeling quite insulted by my words.

My face contorted in disgust as well as my nose and brows crinkled. "Of course I know humans are bad too! But I am not Sukuna's woman. Get your facts correct since you're somehow knowledgeable about this." Then something clicked in my head. "Wait, how do you know that?"

"Because your soul is marked by Sukuna."

A big question mark appeared above my head. Since when did this happen? How does a cursed spirit like him know? What am I supposed to tell Gojo? My hands balled up in my hair as I cursed out loud, "What the fuc—"

"Are you done yapping? I'm trying to kidnap you."

Pushing my sunglasses up, I used my cursed eyes to freeze the moving volcano. "I'm tired of getting kidnapped as leverage!" I exasperatedly screamed out as it vibrated in my throat. "Oh we're going to kidnap his wife because he loves her..." I mimicked all of the phrases each kidnapper said in front of me. It drove me mad to be in this very position again. At least they targeted me more than our son. If they ever took Naozumi, me and Gojo are going to burn this world alive.

"Are you asking for a death wish? Is that why you personally came to seek me out?" I giggle insanely before snapping back to my calm exterior. "Well, that's not my job to do. I don't kill unless I have to, and right now I don't have to. I'll ask someone else to do it." Taking out my phone, I dialed Gojo's number.

"Hello, baby!" Gojo's sweet voice rang in my ear. "Are you on your way home?"

"Yeah, but then this volcano cursed spirit was tryna kidnap me on my way back home. I'm not surprised that the world is going to get crazier now that Sukuna is back. He's under my cursed eyes, so by the time you're back he'll still be immobilized." At the end, I still used Gojo to protect me. I cared less about my helplessness. I'm just not a fighter. Plus because I'm with him, evidently, bad things are going to happen.

"Okay, babe. Don't move. Stay put and your hero will come and save you!" Gojo didn't sound worried either. He sounded a bit more excited than usual which was odd.

The call ended and I chuckled. "What a weirdo." Then I turned my attention back to the cursed spirit. "Well, it's what you wanted—Gojo is on his way!" I sat against a cement wall, patiently waiting for my hero to come.

To pass time, I casually began talking to the one-eyed mountain. "So what if I'm Sukuna's past lover and Gojo's wife, like what are you going to do? What kind of placeholder am I? It makes me wonder if you're luring in Gojo just to kill him, but not kill me or else Sukuna is going to kill everyone..." My brain was hurting a lot just by thinking about this. I'm not into love triangles nor polygamy yet I can't stop Sukuna from loving my face.

"You're right...! We can't hurt you! But!" The volcano was trying his best to break out from his stoned muscles by subtly twitching.

I used my eyes on him again, resulting in him being stuck once again. "Ah... I see. I won't get hurt, but the people around me will. A lot of people are going to die..." I whispered, predicting a future massacre as my vision blurred from using my cursed eyes twice.

"Yo!"

"Hi mommy!"

"Hey Ena,"

A smile cracked on my face, and I laughed from this turning event. "Of course you brought Nao... How predictable of you, Satoru. I hope you'll learn from your teacher because he's not going to hold back, Yuji."

Gojo grinned widely, having a good feeling about this fight. "Yes ma'am! I'm going to show them how to fight a weak cursed spirit. You stay there. We'll be done before you know it."

"Mhm, go have fun while I chill right here."

Closing my eyes, I let myself relax for now. I kept thinking back to the volcano spirit's words. "My soul is marked..." Was it always marked since the day I was born? Or did Sukuna do it when I passed out in his domain? Gojo would've seen something with his six eyes. I'm kind of scared now. Whatever Sukuna did to me, it's going to affect me in the future.

Not that long after, the trio came back. Yuji and Naozumi were boosting Gojo's ego as they showered him with compliments. By that time, my eyes were crystal clear to see my three boys.

Gojo pulled me up on my feet and held me close to him. "Was my little wife scared? Is that why she called me?"

"Babe, stop." I rolled my eyes. "I called you because that's what they wanted so I took the easy way out of it. At the end, you accomplished two things in one go... and that spirit wasn't going to hurt me anyways." I murmured for him only to hear.

"What?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow since it's getting late and it deals with Sukuna too." Gojo's body tensed up by that demon's name. "I know. Nothing's going to get easy from here on. If anything happens to me, remember that I love you and Naozumi." I held back my quivering fear for my life as my eyes felt hot. I'm not ready to give up on this life I had for someone who's obsessed with the past. I will keep on fighting even if it means it'll kill me.

"Ena, you know I won't let that happen. I am ready to risk my life for you. You don't deserve this." Wrath filled his growling voice. I knew he wanted to do so much for me but he couldn't. Gojo doesn't deserve this much stress and heartache because of me. If I weren't in the picture, he'd be carefree with his life. No attachment, no obligations, no worries about a wife and child; he would be free to fly and do whatever. I don't regret this life, but he doesn't deserve the insecurities that Sukuna placed upon us.

"I know but—"

"Yuji, take Naozumi home first. We'll catch up later!" Gojo suddenly announced, and the two boys went off. Then Gojo slipped down his blindfold. His aura has changed from a minute ago. His piercing blue eyes stared into mine as his hands firmly gripped my shoulders. "But what, Ena?" Perturbation stained his words, and my heart fastened.

I ripped my eyes away from his. It's harder to talk if I see his face. It made me want to cry in front of the man I loved and wanted to be with until death do us part. My chest was heavy, so heavy that it became hard to breathe properly. "I hate to see you suffer because of me!" I gripped his black shirt, feeling the fabric against my hands. "I don't know what to do in this situation! I can't go on with my life knowing Sukuna is going to keep on pursuing me! I'm not gonna go on his side in order for it to stop! It makes me want to believe that death is better than letting him have me!" My frustration caused tears to stream down my face. I had a shitty life before, and I don't want another shitty life now.

Sniffles filled the air.

Gojo became silent, but it made my emotions worse. I don't understand why he's not saying anything. His large hands cupped my face, lifting up to see him. Behind his eyes, it was a weak man who couldn't even protect the woman he loved the most. His lips frowned and his brows dropped. "I am afraid, Ena. I built an amazing life with you and it's still happening. As long as I know you're still fighting for us, I'll always be fighting for you." Gojo's reassurance made my heart skip a beat and more tears gushed out. His face closed in and our warm lips touched. The kiss was gentle and loving, not hot and steamy. His hidden emotions poured into me, uplifting my heavy heart just a bit but I still felt guilty.

"Babe..." I pulled back from the short yet long kiss. Since we were on this sensitive topic, I'll tell him now than tomorrow. My chest squeezed tighter like trying to drain the water from a wet rag. "That volcano spirit told me that my soul has been marked by Sukuna. I don't know how or when it happened but it did. I— Mmph!" Out of nowhere, Gojo crashed his soft lips against mine and then he pulled back.

His expression has lifted just a bit from a desolated face to a man who has little of his fire back into his eyes. "We will deal with that as we go." His hands raked up my hair, combing it out with his fingers while dragging out my black locks. "One step at a time, Ena." His pink lips kissed my cheek, unwinding the tightness in my heart.