You carried them for nine months. You endured the cravings, the morning sickness, and the endless appointments. And somehow? Every single one of your children looks exactly like Satoru Gojo. Now pregnant with baby number three, you’re determined to finally have a child who resembles you—while your husband insists his face is simply too good not to inherit. A domestic family story filled with chaos, laughter, pregnancy hormones, and a husband who’s hopelessly in love with you.