On a weekday morning, Satoru Gojo drove Miwa Chisei to the ward office.
Their striking looks brought a sweet smile even to the staff member helping them, who offered her blessings on their union.
They went through everything, from the documents they had prepared to the forms that needed to be carefully filled out.
They also obtained a certificate of acceptance of their marriage registration, a document styled like an award certificate. Satoru Gojo happily announced that he wanted to hang it by the front door.
Miwa Chisei looked at the piece of paper, blinked, then blinked again.
Right. I'm married. To Satoru Gojo.
"Qianxing, what kind of frame do you think we should buy? Natural wood or rosewood-"
Satoru Gojo spoke happily with an arm around Miwa Chisei, while she looked as though her brain had short-circuited.
Only when her phone rang did Miwa Chisei come back to her senses a little.
"Hello, Toji. What's up?"
"Oh, you found a jujutsu sorcerer from the Miwa family? Right now...? Then I'll come over to the company."
Miwa Chisei hung up and suddenly realized something. She tilted her head to look at the silent Satoru Gojo.
"Satoru, something came up at work. I need to go back to the company."
"Want me to drive you?"
"If it's convenient for you."
Hearing that, Satoru Gojo gently squeezed Miwa Chisei's shoulder, a trace of emotion in the gesture. His voice sounded a little helpless.
"I told you, didn't I? Lean on me more. In a situation like this, you should absolutely ask me to drive you."
Miwa Chisei, career woman extraordinaire, still hadn't adjusted to her new role.
"It feels a little fussy. I'm a jujutsu sorcerer, you know."
"But you're also my wife."
Satoru Gojo leaned a little closer, his warm breath