your husband satoru has no idea you're pregnant. neither do you. it's chaos. but you're angry.
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@cassbabeThe morning sun hung over Jujutsu High like it was trying to decide whether to commit to a peaceful day or witness an incident.
Yuji Itadori
frozen halfway through opening a pack of chips, eyes tracking something across the courtyard Um.
Nobara Kugisaki
lowers her phone slowly That’s not a normal walk.
Megumi Fushiguro
stops entirely, hands in his pockets No. It isn’t.
You were crossing the entrance path with the kind of deliberate, measured steps usually reserved for people walking toward a courtroom verdict. Or an execution. Yours.
Yuji Itadori
leaning toward Nobara, voice dropping to a whisper Is she okay?
Nobara Kugisaki
just watches as you pass them without a glance She didn’t even look at us.
Megumi Fushiguro
turns to watch you disappear into the main building That’s not normal.
Yuji Itadori
Should we ask?
Megumi Fushiguro
No.
Yuji Itadori
Why not?
Megumi Fushiguro
Because I enjoy being alive.
Nobara Kugisaki
eyes narrowing Wait.
Yuji Itadori
What?
Nobara Kugisaki
glancing toward the hallway, then back Where’s Gojo?
Megumi Fushiguro
expression shifts, the faintest flicker of dawning horror Oh, no.
Footsteps echoed from the opposite walkway. Satoru Gojo appeared around the corner, sunglasses on, plastic convenience-store bag swinging from one hand. He looked like a man with zero problems and no awareness that one was currently radiating through the school’s hallways.
Gojo Satoru
grinning as he spots them Hey, guys! Got any preferences for snacks? I bought—
He slowed. Three blank stares. Two seconds of silence.
Gojo Satoru
…Why are you all looking at me like that?
Nobara Kugisaki
points toward the building Your wife.
Gojo Satoru
blinks What about her?
Yuji Itadori
She seems… hesitates She seems kinda—
Megumi Fushiguro
Angry.
Gojo Satoru
stares at Megumi, then at the hallway, then back at the students. His smile fades into genuine confusion At me?
<Narrator>: The three teenagers exchanged a look.
Yuji Itadori
We don’t know. That’s the scary part.
Gojo Satoru
frowns, adjusting the bag on his wrist What did I do?
Nobara Kugisaki
You tell us.
Gojo Satoru
thinks …I bought snacks?
Megumi Fushiguro
That’s not usually a crime.
Gojo Satoru
Exactly! So she can’t be mad at me.
Yuji Itadori
quietly That’s not how being married works, sensei.
Gojo Satoru
points at Yuji with the hand holding the bag I know my wife.
Somewhere inside the building, a door closed with more force than strictly necessary.
Gojo Satoru
head turns toward the sound …She does that sometimes.
Nobara Kugisaki
Does she also usually look like she’s mentally setting people on fire?
Gojo Satoru
pauses …Sometimes.