The next morning, I shot out my arm to feel if Gojo was on the bed. The whole day he was gone and it made me lonely. I missed having him bug me and love me and kiss me. I needed my husband to make me feel better.

Pat pat pat

My heart immediately dropped as I sharply opened my eyes where he usually slept. Gojo's side of the bed was ice cold as if no one had slept there. There were no wrinkles either indicating he never came back home. The sheet looked so smooth that it scared me. Gojo always comes back home. He always waits for me to wake up... he would never leave the room until I am awake. "No... No.... He might be in the bathroom!" Kicking the blanket off of me, I quickly halted my movement when an acute pain rammed inside my rounded belly. I moved too fast for my vulnerable body. "Hah...!" I hastily smoothed the pain away because something else occupied my head. Of course my babies' safety are important but so is my husband. I really hoped this wasn't any trick of his to make me scared. He shouldn't play tricks on a pregnant woman.

The loud beats of my heart traveled to my ears while my anxiety level rose. There's no way he could be inside the bathroom. He's just too quiet. He can't even sit still without shaking a limb of his.

BA-THUMP!

"Babe?" I called out behind the thin bathroom door. "Are you in there?" Glancing down at the small gap from the flooring and the door, the bathroom lights weren't turned on. They were indeed off. He doesn't use the bathroom when the lights are off.

BA-THUMP!

My heart rate worsened; it sped up fast, and I could jump into cardiac arrest anytime soon. This was all because Gojo wasn't in the room. The lack of evidence shown was giving me a bad feeling in my gut. "Satoru... Quit messing around with me. I don't like it when you're pulling my leg...!" I breathly said as my shaky hand gravitated towards the doorknob. The cold metal cooled down my warmed yet clammy hand.

BA-THUMP!

Then I busted the door open without hesitation, and it revealed pure darkness inside the bathroom. In that moment, I went off like a suspicious partner trying to uncover if their long-time lover was cheating on them. My agitated hands were flickering on the lights, opening cabinets as I tore the bathroom apart.

BA-THUMP!

Seeing that he wasn't in the bathroom made my mental state go down the drain. "Where the hell could he be?!" I rushed out the bathroom and looked inside our walking closet. His clothes were still intact. "He wouldn't leave on a business trip without taking his clothes or even texting me!" A stinging sensation coursed through my body as the thoughts of him leaving me behind without any knowledge of his whereabouts killed me. Did he really leave without telling me goodbye?

I zipped over to the bed as my life literally depended on it. There's no way he would leave in general. In this current situation, he has no choice but to stay home with me and Naozumi. "Come on, come on, come on!" Scrolling through the messages on my phone, there wasn't any new one appearing. The last time we texted was last night when he was out on his clan meeting. I texted him that I missed him and I wanted him back home, and he replied he missed me and loved me very much. After his text, I began feeling tired so I told him goodnight and I love him and he did the same too. That was our last exchange.

BA-THUMP!

My hands scrunched up in my ebony hair, staring at the nightstand in front of me. "What the hell is going on...?" I felt so lost, confused, and in desperate need of Gojo. "Satoru is never like this... Where have you gone?" That's when my golden eyes spotted a folded white paper on the smooth surface of the nightstand.

BA-THUMP!

Was that from him? Did he really leave me a note instead of texting me? This didn't ease my anxiety whatsoever; it only increased it even more. Each thump against my ribcage made it harder to breathe as my hand reached out for the paper. I began to feel my eyes getting hot and watery from my high emotions. Once I had the paper in my possession, I opened it.

Reading it out loud, I couldn't believe the content he wrote:

< Dear my lovely Ena,

I'm so sorry to leave you alone in the cold bed you didn't want to wake up to. I know you wanted to see your handsome husband sleeping in front of you, knowing that whatever happens in this world, I will be there to protect you and our children; however, that's not the case.

You might've noticed I'm not in our bedroom. Well, I'm not in the house anymore and I'm sorry to break it to you. I'm not even here. I went out to end this once and for all against Pseudo-Geto. I'm tired of him hurting you and our family. I want to see you happy instead of drowning. Everyday you're losing the gloss and shine in your eyes, Ena. It hurts me to see you losing your charm and glow because of the higher ups and 'Geto'. I want you to be happy even if I can't be in the picture. You've been suffering for your whole life and I want to stop it. You gave birth to a beautiful son and three more are on their way.

I wished that I had one last chance to see your sleeping cute face and hold you in my arms (and grind against you or whatever). I wished I had told you how much you mean the world to me in person. Without you, I wouldn't be the man I am today. Knowing that this may be my last day alive, I don't regret ever loving you or building this life together. I showed you the world you've been shunned out for your entire life, I healed the scars your clan has grazed on your smooth and delicate skin, and I gave you a bright future filled with love and laughter. And there's so much I still want to give you, my love. You're everything I ever wanted

So if you don't see me, that means I've been captured by Pseudo-Geto. I did have a gut feeling where meeting him could lead me to disappear, but I didn't care because your life and Nao's are much more important than mine. I love you so much, Ena. You will be one powerful clan leader. I can guarantee that I'll be back before your birth, and I trust you to change this messed up system...

P.S.- it's okay to cry with all your heart. I don't expect you to be strong and hold in your tears. >

"AHHH!" I wailed from the bottom of my detached heart hanging by a thin thread. My hand couldn't crumple up the paper because that's the last thing of Gojo. Every fiber of me was being ripped apart and torn into fragments where it couldn't be pieced back together. "I didn't ask for you to go do this alone!!" My strained voice cracked as hot tears streamed down my face. "Why did you leave me?!"

I tried getting off the bed, but I collapsed on my knees.

THUD!

The paper with his neat and heart wrenching writing flew out of my reach. I watched it fall many feet away from me as I tried to crawl to it, but my numb body failed to move with me. Tears blurred my vision as I sobbed louder. The letter. The letter was the last piece I have of him.

Bam!

The door slammed open,

"Mommy!"

"Mother!"

"Ena-sensei!

"Ena!"

Lifting my trembling head up at my familiars, I couldn't help but cry even more. I had my two sons, Gojo's students, his parents, and our friends here right before me. Agony written all over their faces as Choso frantically ran over to me and tried to sit me up. His strong and firm grip gently pulled me up, brushing hair out of my downcast face. His fingers were so warm and tender which caused more sets of tears to gush out of my eyes because it made me remember Gojo's sweet touches.

"Mother, please look up at us! We're all worried sick about you." Choso softly spoke, easing his words through my shaken mind. He even went far to hug me through this tough situation.

I couldn't think about anything but Gojo. There's so many questions, but all I cared about was if he was dead or alive. Staring up at them with bulging red eyes, I asked the dire question which could destroy me or make me feel better. "Satoru. What happened to satoru?! WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?!" My body wouldn't stop trembling even as Choso held me tighter in his arms. "Don't lie to me..."

My in-laws stepped up and broke the terrible news which skyrocketed throughout the jujutsu society. "He's been sealed by Geto. Everyone knows about this."

Curling my body inwards and away from Choso, I rocked my tense frame to digest the news. My bawling eyes could only focus on the ground. Breathing took so much effort to produce. They were shallow and deep. Each huff and puff would get caught in my throat. My airways were too tight to let anything out. It's like dying underwater. I was suffocating from the loss of my husband that I couldn't do anything. I was drenched in my own pool of anguish and pain. My fingernails were clawing at my own skin, tearing off the thin layer and I couldn't feel that. My nervous system was immune to all types of pain because nothing could replace a broken heart. I lost a big part of myself. For 10 years, I've built my life around him and those 10 years have been lost and destroyed by Pseudo-Geto.

I broke down and cried in front of my friends and family who loved and cared for me. I hyperventilated heavily as I held my son in my arms, letting out my overwhelming emotions. Naozumi was in tears because his daddy never came back home. He's my only child who actually resembled him more than me. His fluffy white hair and stature was a reflection of young Gojo regardless of their different eye color.

However, my turmoil and mourning worsened when people in the room told me to think about the babies.

I lost it.

I lashed out.

"The babies this! The babies that! What about me?! What about how I feel?!" My hands were moving from the air to hitting my chest. "Do any of you guys actually care about my feelings?! I know I'm pregnant. I know my babies are my top priority, but what about my well-being and mental state?! This whole time I've been thinking about my triplets! Not once I thought for myself!"

The room was dead silent. They had nothing to say to help my situation, so they all let me yell out my feelings.

"This body of mine just doesn't belong to my triplet's but it's mine as well! For once just let me cry and hurt as his wife! I don't want to hold everything in and deteriorate for the sake of my children...because either way they will feel my stress!"

I let go of Naozumi and wobbled back on my feet, using the nightstand to help me get up. My breathing was shallow and uneven while my eyes were tired and sore. I had so much tears to spare because there was a big empty hole in my heart. I won't wake up to a warm bed; I won't wake up to an 'I love you' or 'goodnight'. But I will wake up to a cold and empty bed whose scent still lingers on the bedding until the break of dawn. There won't be any heart-warming exchanges between a wife and husband as the memory of him will haunt me on the walls. As for his humorous smile will only be seen through pictures or videos of him. The only way of actually seeing him is through my phone.

Pacing around the room with my mind still fogged by his sealment, I announced a grand idea which only benefitted me and Naozumi. Thrill ran throughout my body. "Why don't I just kill everyone?" I cracked an insane yet tired smile at them. "Isn't that befitting of my role as Gojo Satoru's wife? I'm just as powerful as him so I see no problem."

Utahime refuted my bizarre statement. "Ena, you're not in the right state of mind. Killing everyone won't solve this situation. It may ease your pain, but I'm not sure if it'll bring back Gojo." She tried to come closer to me, but I quickly swatted her away as I stumbled back into a wall.

Thud

I cranked my neck up and breathed out laboriously. My body and head never felt this heavy in my entire life. I'm pregnant and I lost my husband to a dead man. I just feel so detached and numb from the world. There's no life without Gojo. He shouldn't have left without me knowing. He didn't need to do this alone!

Chuckling to myself, my hands raked through my hair until it reached the ends, and I snapped my head forward to glare at everyone. Choso held Naozumi in his arms while the rest stood in their spots like obedient dogs. "I don't see what's the problem. The higher ups tried to kill Yuji and failed. Now they're targeting me because I'm a big threat! If they didn't try to charge us as criminals then I know this would've been different. Satoru wouldn't be gone! He would be here with me and Naozumi!! He wouldn't be making me or our son cry!"

Unbeknownst to me, a dark pool leaked out of my shadow as it correlated from the negativity inside my heart and soul. It began circling around me while it bubbled. Everyone's growing eyes were on that bubbling shadow.

"Ena, you need to calm down." My in-laws called, cautiously making their way to me. Fear struck in their eyes and I didn't know why nor I cared.

"No! I can't calm down!"

The bubble started rising and falling.

"You're going to create a curse, Ena! It's pouring out of you!"

Feeling baffled as I'm already in an insane state of mind, I didn't believe anyone's words. They just want me to shut up about my feelings because they don't understand how it feels like to lose their loved ones. "Sure! Sure I'm creating one!" I threw my hands in the air, caring less about what they have to say. "If that's all you have to say then leave! I want you to leave—"

That's when the unknown substance took a form, alerting everyone that they may have to fight it off. However, it stopped when Sukuna appeared.

Sukuna put a hand on my shoulder, calming down my swirling emotions from going haywire. A simple touch from him de-escalated the raging storm in my heart. "Ena, I will get your husband back!" Determination filled in his red orbs. "I don't like seeing you in distress. Please take care of your health and watch over your son. He needs you as much as you need him. Also, don't go feral. You almost unleashed a cursed spirit."

"Huh? I did?" I tried looking around but I didn't see anything. At the same time, guilt took over me as it weighed my chest. "I... I almost endangered everyone, even my own son...!" I slid down to the ground as I did my best to collect myself.

"Ena, it's okay to cry for Satoru because his status is unknown. There's no solid evidence to report that he's dead. He might still be fighting for his life inside whatever sealed him." My in-laws encouraging words left me with a slim chance of hope. They're right. If there's no body to prove that he's dead, I know that Gojo is alive. This uplifted my spirit as I asked everyone to leave me and Naozumi for a while. I really needed some alone time. Too many emotions and things were going on at once. I needed a break to register everything.

"Come here, baby... I know you miss daddy!"

I did my best to console Naozumi while I'm trying to do the same for me too. Just like how Gojo tried to take my pain away, I did the same to my son. He's too young to experience this but he's also mature to handle it too. Although it'll hurt him for a while, I will bring back Gojo so we can be a happy family. I'm not going down without a fight. I will make sure they see hell once I'm done crushing this city apart.

"Nao, I will get daddy back. We are a strong family!" I kissed his forehead, cuddling him close to me. I'm the only parent Naozumi has. I hope he doesn't feel guilty that it's his fault because it's not. It's the higher ups' faults.

Later, Naozumi cried himself to sleep and I met up with everyone in the living room. I wasn't surprised to see that his students and our friends were still here. If Gojo believes that I can change the system then I will follow through. I will finish mourning today, and tomorrow I will be a different person. I'm going to be untouchable that heaven and earth shall fear me.

Just when I was about to open my mouth, Shoko spilled out that last night they all had a meeting with Gojo. Everyone explained how their plan was to gather as many allies as possible and turn the tides against the higher ups. In addition, I also found out that other clans don't want to be involved either.

Despite Gojo lying behind my back and taking his own action, I'll let it go because I know he means well. If he didn't care then he wouldn't do anything to protect me. I pulled out a chair and sat on it, discussing a new solution to this matter. "I am now the head of the Gojo Clan. Regardless if I'm the last Kita, I also hold that title of head clan too." I scoffed to myself as having two titles made my status even more powerful than before. "Without Satoru, the balance of the world is lost... And if I'm gone too, humanity is doomed."

"What do you mean?" Yuji asked, not understanding the complex case.

I shifted my dull eyes to him as my fingers were intertwined. "Well, Satoru makes cursed spirits and users coward in the shadow to bring balance, whereas I exorcise curses through divinity. I can effortlessly kill curses without breaking a sweat. I am the executioner in the jujutsu society. No one can do that job but me."

Yuji gulped as he didn't know I'm the one to kill him once he eats all of Sukuna's fingers.

"If Satoru had let me fight last year during Geto's war declaration, I would've ended that shit in a hot minute. All curses would've died in my domain expansion." I didn't mean to sound cocky because I'm just speaking the truth about my ability. "But back to what I was saying, we are important figures in this society. Additionally, most of the clans are all indebted to the Kita clan."

"Why?" Yuji asked another question which caused Megumi to hit his head.

BONK!

"How many questions are you going to ask? She already stated that her power is to exorcise curses. An average sorcerer can have a tough time exorcising curses. However, if you're a Kita member then exorcising curses is not a problem because that's their ability. By now you should already know the basic knowledge about all clans and the history behind it." Megumi annoyingly hissed.

"Megumi, it's okay. My last name will disappear from history after I'm dead. Most clans are indebted to the Kita Clan because we aided them through centuries."

I continued the topic, "I may not have my Kita last name nor any of my family members alive, but it doesn't mean that it has disappeared. It's all in my blood. If my in-laws couldn't knock some sense into them then I will. They can't kill me anyways." It's only befitting that Gojo chose me to hand down the title. I can assume that if the title wasn't passed to me, my Kita status wouldn't help my cause. None of them would take me seriously because it's not a clan if it's just only me. "All clans value all their offspring—if they're deemed valuable that is. And my unborn children are. They can choose whether they side with the higher ups with false accusations and no evidence, or break free from them. But nonetheless, they should know that killing off the last Kita member of the jujutsu world will face consequences too. This world is in shambles if me and Satoru are gone. I wonder how life will function...?"

"So what now?" Someone asked.

"We're having a big clan meeting with them in Hokkaido," 

"With who exactly?"

A big grin curled my lips, "With the Zenin, Kamo, and some minor clans."