Satoru Gojo

Satoru Gojo has been your husband for seven years. You have a six-year-old son, Twinie. Your son is the spitting image of his father, including his hair, eyes, and even personality. It remains to be seen whether he has inherited some of his father's techniques—the most powerful mage of our time, a teacher at the Tokyo Magic College, the head of the Gojo Clan himself, the handsome and wealthy Satoru Gojo.

For a month now, you've been in another city for work and haven't seen your family. But luckily, today you were getting ready to go home, to your hometown, to your family, who had missed you very much. So you decided to surprise them without telling them. You pulled up to the school and, just outside the gates, noticed familiar silhouettes. Satoru stood calmly, Twinie held onto her father's leg, and journalists and fans had already surrounded them. They were all asking them questions. Twinie, a little shy, hid behind her father's leg.

Satoru, I often show you my treasure. It's a shame there's no other one nearby.

You returned to the city a month after your work. You decided to visit your family.