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    Gojo Satoru was not irrational.

    But when it came to Utahime, sensibility was an aberration.

    You do not merely hurt Utahime without enduring the wrath of a God.

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    25 Mar 2026

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    When one Gojo Satoru is struck with an age regression curse technique and turned into a young toddler, Utahime is entrusted to take care of him.

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    25 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 99

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    "If there's one thing that Utahime learned early on in her relationship with Gojo (seriously, what the hell had she been thinking?!), it was that Gojo loved to bite. Hard."

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    25 Mar 2026

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    Gojo Satoru is many things—powerful, charming, and maybe in a bit of a funk these days. But he is also not supposed to be flustered by Iori Utahime, of all people. And yet, when she takes it upon herself to cheer him up, somewhere between an arcade and a dive bar, he finds himself utterly wrecked by her.

    It starts with a joke. It ends somewhere Gojo hadn’t planned. In between, there are poor life choices, inappropriately phallic microphones, and the unsettling realisation that Utahime has always been entirely too distracting.

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    25 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 89

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    He hadn’t used Infinity or Hollow Purple. He’d wanted to feel it. He’d dismantled the sorcerer with his hands alone, each blow a punctuation mark: Never. Touch. What’s. Mine.

    He was the one who wanted to touch and feel her, his hands on her, holding her close, dragging her toward him whenever she got too far. Her shoulder, her waist, her arm - he wanted to mark her and remind her that she couldn’t escape him.

    Utahime belonged to no one but him. And whether she realized it yet or not, Gojo had made sure of it long ago.

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    24 Mar 2026