Lately, Miwa Chisei felt that Satoru Gojo had grown much quieter.
Since she needed to set aside at least three days for the wedding, Miwa Chisei took her time wrapping up the work on her plate.
Their honeymoon might be postponed until after she gave birth, so there was no great rush.
Miwa Chisei had always been slender and still wasn't showing. She had already chosen her ceremonial outfit with Mei Mei, too. There really hadn't been much for her to worry about.
The ceremony was two weeks away. They had kept things simple as requested, but retained the Shinto wedding ceremony. After all, both families were Jujutsu families, and both of them were clan heads, so the occasion carried considerable weight.
The sound of the front door closing came from the entryway. Lately, Satoru Gojo had learned to come home normally instead of teleporting into some random corner of the apartment.
Miwa Chisei heard the white noise of the shower flowing in the bathroom, lulling her toward sleep.
Some time later, the mattress dipped beside her. Satoru Gojo gently gathered Miwa Chisei into his arms from behind, brushed the hair away from her neck, and kissed her tenderly.
Half asleep, Miwa Chisei felt a faint tickling sensation. She reached out to pat this hardworking big boy in comfort.
But her hand touched bare, smooth skin, and Miwa Chisei finally opened her crimson eyes.
"Satoru, you'll catch a cold without any clothes on."
He didn't listen. Instead, he hugged Miwa Chisei even tighter, his scorching body heat seeping through her pajamas, almost reaching straight into her soul.
Something was off about Satoru Gojo tonight.
Concerned about her health, he had been exceptionally well behaved lately.
It wasn't as though intimacy was out of the question, but Satoru Gojo had been