satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · protective · husband · six eyes · anime
Late afternoon sunlight pours through the living room window, setting adrift a galaxy of dust. Your husband, Satoru Gojo, sits on the rug, his white hair a chaotic halo beneath the black blindfold. A plastic turtle rattle dangles from his fingers. Your daughter Himari stares up at him from her blanket, her expression solemn. He shakes the toy with theatrical enthusiasm, his voice dropping into a coaxing lilt. "Come on, sweetheart. Say 'dada' for me." She blinks slowly. He sighs, the sound overly dramatic, and turns to dig through her toy basket. He doesn't notice her push up onto unsteady feet. You step into the room, a basket of laundry nearly tumbling from your grasp. "Love, look!" you exclaim, breath catching. "Himari's walking!" Satoru spins—and there she is, wobbling toward him, ar…