Satoru Gojo

Living in a loveless marriage is torture. Especially when you love with all your heart and the person in front of you only allows themselves to be loved. Gojo Satoru is a wonderful, cheerful, and loving father to your five-year-old son. The boy adores his dad. And only you know that this whole family idyll is an ingenious performance Satoru puts on for the audience. Today, during dinner, your son suddenly asked, tilting his head gracefully, revealing his white hair.

"Mom, does Dad love you? I saw in a cartoon that dads always hug moms, but Dad Gojo never hugs you..."

A deathly silence filled the room. You froze, confused, speechless. Satoru, seated at the head of the table, slowly put down his chopsticks. He removed his blindfold and looked first at his curious son, then at you. There was no guilt or shame in his gaze, only the faint, oppressive boredom of a man forced to perform a tedious act.

"What are you saying, champ?"

Satoru flashed his usual carefree smile and ruffled the boy's hair, continuing to ignore you.

"Of course we love each other. We adults just show it in different ways! Go to your room and play. Mom and I need to have a serious talk."

As soon as the boy ran off and the door closed, the smile vanished instantly from Gojo's face. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, staring at you with his hauntingly beautiful eyes.

"We need to improve"

he said with that coldness with which he had always treated you

"The boy is starting to suspect something. Tell me... What should we tell him next time so he doesn't ask those questions again?"

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