2 weeks later,

"Honey, what should we name our triplets?" Gojo asked, laying beside me in bed as I was on my phone watching seafood mukbang. My pregnancy cravings have been crazy. There are days where I straight up eat spicy food then pickles the next week. It's not consistent. When I had Nao, I didn't really have strong pregnancy cravings until this one. I do feel bad for Gojo because of my bizarre pregnancy behavior; however, he wouldn't stop trying to put a baby in me so he has to deal with this now. I'm carrying triplets while he's having fun not feeling tired or constantly hungry,

"Ummm… First off, we're not naming our daughter 'Nozomi'. It's really weird…" I feel like it's bad enough that my daughter's fate is with Sukuna. It feels wrong in every level to name her that because this is her new life that she's born into. A new life should have a new name to look forward to. I stroked my rounded belly of three inside. "I want to name her 'Emiyo', and for our two sons—"

"BABE!" Gojo snatched my phone out of nowhere and peered his face into mine. Our faces were centimeters away from touching each other as his sparkling blue eyes looked like I was staring at the ocean. It sparkled and shined, finding its way to make my heart leap as if I was 18 when we met.

"What?" I quietly hissed, feeling annoyed by his antsy action and pushed him away from me.

Gojo didn't seem bothered whatsoever and that's good because I didn't need two people with hormonal problems. He put my phone on the nightstand beside our bed, and he grabbed my hands in his. "Babe, you said I can name our kids." Gojo was giving me his big puppy eyes as it wavered in my direction. "I have splendid names for them." He said in a dejected tone, pouting away so I could give in to him.

The reason why I backtracked my choice of letting him choose names was because he sucked at it. I gave him a deadpan expression and answered him with no way of letting him persuade my mind. "No, I regret telling you that."

"Why?! I'm their father too!"

Folding my arms, I sighed as I was about to hurt his feelings. "Because I don't want my children to be named after anime or video game characters! They should have meanings and real significance! It's like naming our triplet after the three trio in Naruto since we have a girl and two boys."

"Gosh no! Our daughter isn't going to be useless, our son isn't going to be vengeful and gloomy, and our other son isn't going to be OP—wait, he will be…since he has my genes so of course he's going to be one of the most powerful sorcerer in his time."

I wanted to smack him because does he not realize that I'm also powerful too? "Yes, they all will be powerful, Satoru! Not only they're getting your genes but mine too."

We had a light argument until I slapped the final say in the air.

"Nope! It's going to be Emiyo, Yuudai, and Taishiro! We can even ask for your parents' input too since they're living with us!" For some odd reason, his parents decided to move into our house. I think it's really early to do that because I'm many months away from giving birth, and it's not needed for them to live with us right now. Nonetheless, it's helpful that Gojo doesn't have to drive to his parents' place to drop Naozumi off. It's just that the timing is too early since we have Yuta and Yuji living under our roof as well. Our house is very packed and lively. Luckily, we have many spare rooms for our guests.

"Hey Satoru," I tapped his shoulder as he refused to look at me from our earlier conversation. What a baby… "I noticed that you and your students haven't gone to school. Why is that?" It's uncommon for Gojo to skip 2 weeks of his work, same with Yuji. I know sometimes it's tiring to live a life as a sorcerer so skipping a day or two was okay, but it's been 2 weeks without him leaving the house. Or if Gojo did leave the house, it's whenever I left. It's his way of backing Geto off my shoulder.

Gojo twisted his body, looking at me with a casual smile. "Because of vacation! Can I not spend time with my beautiful family?" He then threw his arms around me, forcing me to lay flat on the mattress as he spooned me. His face was pressed against mine while he snuggled me. The scent of fresh laundry lingered off his black long sleeved shirt. "The higher ups are shitty sorcerers who always try to pull us apart during memorable moments like this."

I recalled that very well… He had to leave around my due date when I had Naozumi. Not only that, Gojo was forced to skip Nao's 3rd birthday too as it broke our little boy's heart. No child should have to experience a parent not showing up on their special day. His wish back then was for his daddy to come back home and celebrate his birthday with the family. Little Nao brooded the whole day and I couldn't lift his spirit. In addition, Gojo also had to skip family events for the higher ups too. What shitty sorcerers they were…always meddling in our lives as if they owned us.

"I see, but what about Yuji? He hasn't left the house ever since you brought him here." I understood Gojo's reasoning, but Yuji's just a student like Megumi and Kugisaki. Why wasn't he at school getting his education? It made no sense to keep him here if he's not 'dead' like last time. None of this wasn't adding up.

Gojo leisurely said in my ear, "He just doesn't want to, and I don't blame him since life is just too short."

A frown shot on my face, making me realize that his explanation was the worst of worst. It didn't even sound like a good lie—more like a half ass lie. Yeah, something was up for sure and I had to get to the bottom of this. Breaking free from our spooning position, I sat up and showed him an ire facial expression. I wanted him to know what I felt. "Satoru, that doesn't sound like Yuji at all. You know that young man is very hardworking and kind. He wouldn't slack off his duty as a student and sorcerer."

I watched his face like a hawk as it didn't change one bit. He looked so cool and collected like my accusation wasn't going to break him down. However, this white lie was taking a toll on my heart. I didn't want to be lied to when all I wanted was honesty. Why does he have to lie to me? First it was him bringing his students to live with us, and now it's his parents moving in too? This was too sudden and out of the blue. At the time when Gojo brought in his students, I didn't think too much about it as I was overjoyed by our babies' genders. I brushed it off like it was a speck of dust. Along with that, Gojo didn't give me a legit reason why they had to live in our house. What's even more suspicious was that my in-laws were always keeping a keen eye on me whenever I left the house, and they did stalk me by concealing their presence too. I never confronted them because I believe it was their way in making sure me and my triplet were safe from Geto's reach. Furthermore, Gojo's students do this as well. If I'm shopping, Yuji or Yuta would sub out Gojo if he couldn't come with me. It's like they're forced to go by the likes of their teacher telling them to. Also, if a stranger would approach me, they immediately guard me as if the stranger was going to attack me in public. By connecting these pieces, it's like they're trying to protect me from something. What were they trying to hide from me that I needed so much protection for?

Again I spoke to him with agitation soaking my words. "Satoru, what's going on? Yuta, Yuji, and your parents live under this house…for why? Your parents and students follow me when I leave the house, your students are on high alert when strangers approach me, and they haven't gone to school for 2 weeks and you haven't either." My heart was rapidly beating under this immense pressure. He can give me the truth or another lie. It's his choice whether we argue again because whatever he says will affect me.

Gojo sat up and sighed, looking at the blanket then straight into my eyes. I couldn't tell what emotions he was feeling as he hid it really well with a neutral expression. "The situation has changed." His voice had no life in it, tucking away his emotions. It's like he was speaking to a wall. That's when he tried to leave the room by shifting off the bed.

Quickly I grabbed him, not wanting him to go as his answer caused me to be more confused and hurt. My hands wrapped around his left forearm. I squeezed it tightly, contorting my facial expression to a severe look while my brows knitted and eyes frowned. "What do you mean? What are you hiding? Why are you running away from me? What could be so bad that you have to protect me?" My voice was meek, trembling from this big secret he's keeping from me. My heart kept pounding louder and louder against my rib cage. "I am an adult too! I'm not a child!" I let my emotions get the better of me as I shouted, having the urge to push him away yet wanting to cling onto him.

Seconds were passing by and it was killing me fast. Anticipation rose my chest up and down as my breathing was unsteady. Why wasn't he telling me? What's keeping him quiet? Why's he making me suffer in silence? Just when I was about to pin another question back on him, Gojo gave me another disappointing answer once again. "Think about the babies, Ena. My students and parents are only trying to keep you safe—"

Slap!

I hit his hand away from my face when he wanted to caress my cheek. I didn't want his white lies trying to imbue some fake reassurance into my brain. What kind of psychological manipulation was this? It only fueled my anger even more. Feeling all of my rage brimming to the top, I got off the bed and staggered to the doorway. "No! If it has to do with you or the family, I also have to know! I'm also a Gojo too! These babies are going to be Gojo members! It's not okay to let me live in the dark while you and everyone else has to deal with something greater. It's hard enough that I have to be Geto Suguru's bait, and the higher ups don't even care about my life because I have you and Sukuna to rely on! Don't you know it's hard on me already?!"

I ran out of the room and called for a quick meeting in the living room. Everyone gathered, except my son, who was playing in the backyard and Gojo, who was left in the bedroom. I tried my best to tame my frustration like a circus ring leader taming a lion. My ferocious side just wanted to attack everyone, assuming that they were all on Gojo's side. Breathing out deeply and calmly, I waited for my heart rate to cease to normal and loudly asked them all a question. "What's going on? You all are trying to protect me, and I don't understand why? Mom, dad, you guys never did this when I had Naozumi. Yuta and Yuji are always acting like my bodyguard when I'm out shopping without Satoru by my side. There has to be an explanation for this!" I observed their faces like I did with Gojo and yet they also spoke lies into my ears, causing my shoulders and head to slump down.

"Ena, we just want to keep you safe. Your life's on the line because of the higher ups." My father-in-law said.

I clenched my fists and bit my lips as I knew this was bullshit. Their answers weren't giving me any type of explanation. It was lies upon lies. Gojo said it's because the situation has changed whereas his dad was telling me it's for my own safety due to the higher ups. "Stop lying to me! That's not even true! It's something more than that!" As my eyes were glued to the ground, I felt hot tears forming behind my waterline. My haywire emotions triggered these tears to form.

"Ena-sensei, it's just like what your father-in-law is saying." Yuji added along, trying to suppress my visible irritation in the air.

"I don't need your protection, Yuji! You're a student who has to attend school! I know you wouldn't choose this over your jujutsu education! Just because you're indebted to Satoru doesn't mean you're obligated to be my knight. And besides, I didn't need this much protection when the higher ups announced it many weeks ago so why now?"

Then my mother-in-law tried to de-escalate my emotions too. "Ena, please calm down." I saw her feet touching mine as her hands were planted on my shoulders. I looked up at her tranquil expression whereas my validated feelings couldn't be dissipated. "You're in a vulnerable state where you can lose the baby at any given time. We all want you to be safe and careful—"

My heart was broken as it shattered into a million pieces. My relationship with these people was built from trust, compassion, honesty, and so forth. Why did they have to do this to me? Now they wanted to act like my deceased family to 'protect' me?! "Bullshit!" I pushed her away and stormed off to the front door, however, Gojo immediately teleported himself there to block me from leaving. "Satoru, get out of my way!" I yelled, hitting his chest. I know my weak hits weren't going to hurt him, but I couldn't just tackle him with my growing belly in the way.

"I can't, Ena. It's...dangerous out there." Gojo's voice was filled with sternness from his caring heart. I know he loves me, but he can easily stop this if he just only told me the truth. There's nothing wrong with being honest to your partner of 10 years. This shouldn't be harder than it is.

"You can't stop me, Satoru. I don't want to be held inside of this house where you all are telling me lies to protect me! Doesn't that sound familiar to the way I was raised without violence implemented? I also don't want to hear another word about my health or the babies when all I ask is for answers to this suspicious circumstance. If you can't tell me then I don't want to be here…" The tears which have been held for quite some time have finally fallen to the ground. "Does it make you happy to see that this is affecting me too?"

"Ena, I—"

Grabbing Gojo by the collar, my fingers tugged on his cotton shirt as I stared into his eyes. I made sure he knew my next few words mean business. "I am hurt and frustrated by everything. I'm not going to stay here and let it pass by me! If you try to stop me by any means, I will use my eyes against you, Satoru!" No matter how strong Gojo is, he can't escape my cursed eye technique, and I don't really want to use it on him either but if I have to I will.

Gojo didn't say anything as he stepped aside, allowing me to leave the house without anyone tagging along or secretly following me. I deserve to be alone right now. I don't want to be surrounded by people who can't be truthful with me because sooner or later I will find out so why not now? What does it have to be so hard to tell me?

Later in the evening, I got tired of roaming around in the streets of Tokyo. I've seen it all living here and I was alone too so it wasn't fun. Usually I would have both my husband and son, or one of them with me, but in this situation it was just me. The sun was starting to set as the sky turned an orange-red color, ready to transition into a beautiful starry night.

"I should be heading home, but I'm going to walk a little bit more." I kept walking to wherever my feet took me. I wasn't ready to come back, but I know they will fret and miss me. In their eyes, I'm just a weak pregnant woman who has to think about her babies. It's true that I'm not only taking care of my own life but my triplets' lives as well. It hurts hearing them talk about the babies over my feelings. I have the right to be mad and my babies have the right to live, but my babies' lives are affected by what's happening to me; it's not a one way street.

"I hope Nao isn't crying for me." I mumbled, remembering that I didn't bring my phone with me since I left it inside the bedroom. "My little boy is a mama's boy." I know Naozumi will do anything to protect his mom even if he has a tiny body for now. In his eyes, he believes that this world of sorcery was the greatest as there's a fine line created between being human and being humanity's savior. He aspires to be as strong as his parents, but this world isn't fun and games. It can help and save humans from getting killed or attached by cursed spirits, but it ruins sorcerers at the same time. Gojo makes it look easy because he's powerful, but he has gone through a whole transformation to get where he is. If I wasn't born as a sorcerer, I know my life would've been different. I wouldn't have to endure such horrific treatment by my family. I would've been a normal human from the get-go.

A few minutes rolled by, and I found myself walking to the jujutsu school.

"Maybe I should visit Gojo's students and see how they are." It's been weeks since I've last met them. I wonder if they're going to ask about Yuji, as in we're hiding him or whatsoever.

Humming my way to the entrance, I was immediately stopped by faculty members of the school surrounding me with weapons in their hands. I froze up, wondering what was going on. "Hi guys…? Whatcha doing with those pointy and blunt weapons of yours?" I nervously chuckled, having one hand on my belly and the other slowly lowering one's weapon in front of me. What the heck was going on? I'm not an enemy to society…

However, I didn't receive an answer from my question.

Click clack click clack

Footsteps approached and the faculty members parted like the Red Sea, letting in two people: Nanami and Ino to my direction. Nanami also has his weapon visible at his side. This caused an alarm to go off in my body. My heart began to race from uneasiness swelling in the air. It was suffocating my lungs as they applied pressure from this situation. I didn't even know what's going on.

"Ena Gojo," Nanami sternly announced, pushing up his glasses as he stared at me with malice in his eyes.

I flinched from this new person in front of me. What in the world have I done to offend him? Was it Gojo?! If it was then I'm going to scold his ass. Plus, Nanami always tolerated Gojo so why now? What's going on?

"Your husband should've told you."

Tilting my head, I gave him a genuinely confused look. "He hasn't told me anything. Moreover, he's refusing to tell me something important...and I guess it's regarding what you're talking about." My blood pressure was rising as I felt my heart beating loudly against my rib cage. Each hit felt like I'm about to throw up on the spot because of this unknown strain taking an effect on my body. "Why don't you shed some information to me?"

Then Ino, a 2nd grade sorcerer who's affiliated with the school, whispered into Nanami's ear. I'm not sure what they were talking about, but I was feeling uncomfortable by the second. The faculty members' eyes were staring daggers at me like I committed a crime and caught red handed by the police.

Nanami sighed loudly, sensing that the truth from my words. His eyes darted towards my pregnant belly to my face. "Back away from her." He said to the faculty members, following his command as they backed away from me. They stepped a few feet from me which made me feel less scared but not safe. "I don't know why your husband didn't tell you this, but you and Gojo are viewed as criminals."

Nanami's words took my breath away. How was that even possible? This doesn't make any sense. Appalled, I began moving forward to Nanami to get a better and truthful answer. I know I should be backing away but I couldn't. I needed to know everything from A to Z. "I… I don't get it. Not that long ago, they wanted my help… What?" I breathily said, not breaking eye contact with him.

"The higher ups changed their plans 2 weeks ago,"

2 weeks ago? That was when I was supposed to have my meeting with them, and it's when Gojo brought his students to live with us along with his parents. "W-why the sudden change?" I forcefully blurted, ready to take in any information coming in my way.

"You both have betrayed jujutsu society with Geto and Sukuna. Gojo let Geto live when he was supposed to report and bring his dead body to the morgue. On the other hand, you have some type of connections to Sukuna and Geto."

I knew Nanami's words weren't sugar coated, however, it didn't make any sense where these accusations were coming from. It sounded more like baseless rumors from people's gossip. What kind of high schooler shit were the higher ups on?

"Like what?! What connections do I have that marks me as a traitor?!"

"You already know what it is. There's no point in saying it again." Nanami sharply spoke, slicing through the heavy, thick air. His words were cold and dangerous because it was an open ended answer for me to dwell upon until my brain starts to rot. "Not to mention, Gojo is exiled from jujutsu society whereas death is upon your head."

My heart dropped to its grave. If the situation was this severe, why didn't Gojo tell me this earlier? I would have avoided this confrontation and surprised death by all means. Now everything made sense of why his parents and students were protecting me outside of the house. They knew this information all this time while they tried to shun me out from this corrupted world I live in. Along with that, I finally understood the faculty's contempt-filled action when they spotted me. I'm the enemy in their eyes when I'm actually innocent. I have no connection to those two monsters, but no one will believe in my words. My pleads won't easily sway their hearts because they strictly follow orders from the higher ups. What a messy situation…

"In addition, it's under assumption that you're hiding Yuji Itadori from getting executed since his postponement has been lifted due to Gojo being exiled."

The higher ups weren't wrong about us keeping Yuji inside our house. I thought he was here for Naozumi, but the actual reason was to save him from getting killed.

"It's stated that if Gojo or Ena step foot on this property, then they will face death as well. No warnings—death."

I don't want to die, and I'm not planning to die today or tomorrow or in the future. I will have my babies and live a long and wonderful life with my family. Pushing away my fears, my resolve came forth to slap my quick fears in the dirt. A serious expression molded on my face, and I stepped even closer to Nanami as I stood a foot away from him. I'm not going to back down without fighting for my life and my future. While my hands balled at my side, I mustered up a serious question which will determine whether Nanami's morals fell in the shitty higher ups or his own.

"Are you okay killing a pregnant woman like me?"

"..."

"I take that as a 'no' because I know you don't see eye to eye with the higher ups, but you only listen to them because it's better than your old job. You're doing this for the sake of humanity. But what about my life and my triplet? Don't my babies deserve to live? They're innocent from this mess." I rubbed my belly as his brows shot up from hearing how many lives were inside me. "Yes triplet. Do you think I'm going to let you kill me without a fight? Whether or not it's your choice to end my life, eliminating four lives in one go will haunt you, Nanami." I narrowed my eyes at him. "You still do have a humane side in you and good morals. Choose the right choice."

I watched Nanami's face twitch as he struggled to fight between his work and human life ethics. I already knew which one will prevail because it's obvious.

A scowl pulled his lips apart while his hand tightened around the handle of his weapon. His mind was clashing against his reasoning. "Ena… Go." Nanami struggled getting out his words.

"What is that?" I wanted him to daringly let his peers know that he doesn't align himself to the higher ups' orders.

This time Nanami said it effortlessly, "Ena, I will let you off this time because your husband failed to inform you about this. But if you come back again, I will not show you mercy like today."

A small smile curled on my lips. There wasn't any need for me to feel any type of anxiety from Nanami. He would always choose the safe and better option for him and others. "That's a wise decision. I appreciate it. My life and babies are spared by you and the others, thank you." I took a few steps away from Nanami before turning my back to him. My arms were wrapped around my stomach to protect my children from harm regardless of his command.

However, everything can't always go to plan. There will always be a person or two who disagrees with their commander's authority…

Click clack click clack!

I heard someone's feet charging at my direction as they grunted, hinting their loud presence like a true idiot they were.

"Ena!" Nanami and Ino yelled at the top of their lungs.