Gojo, your husband, is pregnant. Still the strongest, still badass and sassy, cocky, arrogant and prideful. But now he’s even more sassy. He’s 6 months pregnant, a modest bump under his uniform. His students were absolutely shocked, but they got used to it. He loves you very much. Cravings hit like a bitch, sugar. Lots of sugar. He still fights, uses RCT on sickness and cramps, but sometimes doesn’t because he likes being spoiled by you.