"Honey, come sit by me." Gojo patted an open seat right next to him on the couch. An angelic look covered his handsome face while there was a big hint of eagerness emitting out of his body. It was telling me to sit with him right now. "Come on baby! I'm waiting!" His hand now rapidly patted the cushion, being a bit impatient.

"No, Ena shall sit right next to me." Sukuna, on the other hand, sprawled on another couch which was adjacent to Gojo's couch. Sukuna's arms were stretched out, sitting on the top cap of the couch while his legs were spread wide open.

The following event of picking up Naozumi from daycare and dealing with the mishap, the three of us—excluding Sukuna since he didn't join the picture until we got home—were supposed to watch a movie together. I had prepared popcorn after Sukuna made himself comfortable in our house, and now I'm presented with two men trying to fight over me. Looking down at Naozumi, who was my helper in holding the second bag of popcorn, had yawned tiredly from the long day.

"Mommy, you can go on without me. I'm going to take a nap!" Naozumi handed me the popcorn and I took it without thinking too much. "Have fun watching the movie with daddy and grand—Sukuna! Hehe..." He ran off before I could even say anything to him. I watched his white fluffy hair jump as he fled from the scene.

Did my son laugh? Did he think this was funny?! No, the real question is... was Naozumi actually tired?! I knew my child was smart, but I didn't think he would plot against his own mom! How could he just leave me like this?!

I quickly composed myself after Naozumi decided to ditch me and moved closer to the two alpha males in the living room. "Sorry, I'm sitting with my husband."

"Yay!" Gojo cheered in delight, purposely rubbing it in Sukuna's face. "Come on, wifey!" His hands were aggressively waving for me to come over as I normally made my way to him. I wasn't walking slow or fast, just a normal walk of 4 steps to him.

"Hmph... Is that so? Let me sit with you guys too since there's room." Sukuna snickered, irking Gojo's soul in the process. He also joined us on the three seater couch.

I hated this already, and we haven't even turned on the tv to select a movie.

"Here, sit on the side babe." Gojo stubbornly didn't want me to sit in the middle if Sukuna was gonna be there, so he offered me to sit at the end cap.

"Oh okay," I nervously chuckled, awkwardly sitting where Gojo wanted me to be at. I put the two popcorn bags on the coffee table in front of us so it was easily accessible. My heart rate wasn't slowing down as I felt Gojo's and Sukuna's tension growing bigger each passing second. The worst was yet to come.

"Oi sorcerer, stop being so annoying and let my queen sit between us." Sukuna hissed in annoyance, not caring if I was present in the room or not.

I can't stand being in this room. It's like mixing water and oil together—they don't mix. Gojo and Sukuna can't be in the same room together or else hell's going to break loose. How did it come to be like this? All I wanted was to watch a movie with my family.

Gojo clapped back with a valid reason Sukuna cannot have. "Hey demon, did you forget that she's my wife. You aren't allowed to have her, so know your place."

My golden eyes shifted from my husband to Sukuna. Their tension got heavier, making me not want to interfere because they're in a different world from where I sat. "Who needs movies if I have them?" I internally laughed at my depressing yet realistic joke of mine. My hands darted towards the popcorn as I watched their jealous nature attack each other like wild animals. "I love this movie."

A big grin plastered on Sukuna's face like he was going to win this turned argument. "She may be your wife this lifetime, but I was her first. I deflowered her body and soul."

I choked on the snack. How did the conversation turn upside down?! I hope Gojo wasn't speculating that I had cheated on him with Sukuna because I would never. I'd rather be thrown in jail. "I—"

"Oh yeah?" Gojo stood up from his seat, and he gave him a confident smile. It was a smile that made Gojo look like a dickhead. He pushed his black sunglasses up to his hair, making sure Sukuna could see his blue eyes on him. "Just because Nozomi and Ena share the same soul, face, and possibly the same body..." I didn't like where this was heading. "You only slept with your woman only once, whereas I slept with mine multiple times."

I felt my face burning in embarrassment. Why was Gojo being so bold about our sex life now?! Can't he just shut up about it...?! "Satoru, honey, stop! Yuji shouldn't need to know about this!" That poor boy will be scarred if he remembers this conversation. I wish I could cover Yuji's ears, but Sukuna's currently taking over his body.

Gojo, who completely ignored me, decided to gloating about our sex life to Sukuna. He needed to stop fanning the burning flame. It's only a matter of time before they both pounce on me. It's not a dream of mine to have a threesome. I only will love one man, and that man was my husband Gojo. "I'm pretty sure you don't know how pus—"

"Ahhhhh...!!" I cried out loud, removing myself from the couch as I frantically paced around the room. What to do?! What to do?! How do I stop their conversation?! It has escalated badly.

"—sy feels like for a cursed spirit who hasn't been laid over thousands of years!"

Alright. Although I should be upset about Gojo's childish behavior, I was more upset by the fact he didn't censor himself as he talked about a woman's genitalia. "GOJO SATORU, NAOZUMI IS IN THE HOUSE!!" My hands had a mind of their own as I began whacking his back. I'll make sure to put enough cursed energy to cripple him. I'll paralyze this man.

Smack!

"Ouch! Babe!"

Smack!

"I'm sorry...!"

Smack!

"I love you...!" Gojo whimpered through the pain of me repeatedly hitting the same spot as he now tried to suck up to me. Since his masochist ass loved pain, I'll give it to him now. I hoped he loved the color purple on his back.

After beating the life out of Gojo, I grabbed his lifeless body by the ear. "You better stop spewing things about our private life to Sukuna! I'm tolerating enough from your antics, Sa-tor-u!" My whole body boiled in rage. Yuji's suffering, I'm suffering, and probably Naozumi too! If my little boy found out what a female genitalia was, Gojo would have an early funeral. He caused it so I'll end it.

"Oh-ho~ How can you possibly get so attractive when you're mad—"

I shot Sukuna a death glare in his direction. I wasn't going to have any of his bullshit either. I deal with Gojo's every single day, so I don't want Sukuna added on either. "Do you want to die too, Sukuna? I'll make sure that someone else exorcises you instead of me, so you can never see or be with Nozomi ever again." I said nonchalantly with a hint of death lingering in my voice. I'm so close to breaking apart because of these two idiots. How dare this witty demon cannot be the mature one when he knew Gojo wasn't?!

Immediately, Sukuna shut up because without me and my divine cursed energy, there's no way he can rest peacefully and become human again.

"I'll be right back. Let me throw this man in my room... We have some business with each other. After all, you did save my life once again." Without a doubt, I would have died if Sukuna hadn't rescued me. Gojo wouldn't have known either because he was on a business trip. My silenced death would cause Gojo to go on a rampage because I believe the 'Nozomi' girl wouldn't freely come out as the culprit. She'd want to see Gojo, the strongest sorcerer, suffer for being the weakest man alive.

After dragging Gojo to our bed and tucking him in with a kiss on his head, I sat on the adjacent couch from Sukuna. "You tapped into my soul. What happened before I saw you in my soul chamber?" I don't know anything that happened before I woke up to kick him out of my soul. No matter how hard I tried to think about it, nothing would come up. It's like maybe I blocked it out unconsciously or nothing ever happened and Sukuna saved me just like that.

"I didn't save you. Nozomi did."

The revelation caused me to be confused yet understanding once Sukuna finished talking. Sometimes I feel like I'm learning so much of my own powers. I didn't know that only Kita's can heal each other nor did I know that our positive cursed energy was the purest form of energy. I've been living for 28 years and I don't even know any valuable information about my power.

"The only way for me to be with her is you, Ena. You're the key to bringing us back together."

Of course, I recalled the conversation I had with him in my soul chamber. His request made me scared. However, I am conscious of his eagerness to be with his one and only true love. If there's a way, there's a will for Sukuna to be reunited with Nozomi. "If you're willing to throw your demon nature away, will you do that? Because what I'm theorizing is that you won't be able to be reincarnated as a human if you're still a cursed spirit at the core. Your soul is obviously filled with hatred, that's why you're the king of curses. As long as you still carry negativity in your soul, you will never be free being a cursed spirit. In other words, you have to forgive and let yourself go."

"The reason why I turned out like this was because of your ancestors. How am I supposed to repent if I killed your family members?" He grumbled in annoyance.

Sukuna has a point. I forgot that he killed my family. Crossing my legs, I looked up at the ceiling. "What can we do?" I had no idea how to purify his soul. "If I'm from the gift of God, then I should be able to do something. I'm not sure how to be a saintness but..." I muttered to myself, thinking back to Sukuna and Nozomi's love story. Her powers only killed him because he turned into a full-fledged cursed spirit. However, it might be a different case if I were to purify his soul now. Since he shares the same body as Yuji, a human boy, there's no way for him to be majorly affected if I give him a small dose of divine energy to cleanse his soul. Additionally, the small doses will not be able to expel him out of Yuji's body either, and the human body will protect Sukuna's soul to a certain extent.

"There's an interesting look on your face, dear Ena. What could be going on in your pretty little head of yours?" Sukuna smirked playfully at me, and I felt a bit weirded out.

Even though I'm wondering about how to help Sukuna, his tamed-flirty behavior was rubbing me in a bad way. "Don't you think you should tone down your subtle advances to zero? I find it uncomfortable because I'm not Nozomi and your heart belongs to her." To me, it was like borderline cheating despite me and Nozomi having the same soul.

"I see no problem. You both have the same face and soul. I just forget that you both aren't the same person despite having the face I love the most." Sukuna said it so casually and carefree that I wanted to sock him. I didn't want any advancements from him. It's not right for me or Nozomi. He pissed me off; I don't want him in my house.

Getting up from the couch, I grabbed Sukuna by the collar. I gave him an eerie smile on my stiffened face. "Why don't we chat about this tomorrow? Or in two days from now? Or possibly a month from now?" I dragged his body across the wooden floor as he wasn't resisting. "I'm a busy woman with a tight schedule. Book an appointment with me in advance!" Opening the door, I threw Sukuna out like trash. He skidded across the pavement, and I happily grinned at him before slamming the door shut, dusting off my hands from his germs.

"Mommy? Where's Sukuna?" Naozumi yawned, popping from the corner of the room. His white hair was messy, spiking in every direction and his eyes looked tired like he just woke up from his sleep. So he wasn't lying to me after all. For a moment, I really thought he betrayed his mommy to watch me suffer, but my child wasn't spiritually evil. He's still very pure.

"He went home." There was no need for Naozumi to know the real reason.

"Where's daddy?"

I thought back to Gojo's lifeless body after beating him. His spirit left his poor body after he decided to act without thinking. Brushing off the past, I motioned Naozumi to the living room. "Who cares about daddy when you have mommy! Let's watch a movie,"