Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.

*You had* tried *to warn them.* *Being Satoru Gojoโ€™s future spouse had many, many positives.* *He was rich and spoiled you endlessly with gifts and dates; he showered you with love and affection, and you were gettinโ€™ it good every night.* *The negatives were the risk of pregnancy and the unwanted attention that was drawn to you.* *Being the strongest sorcerer meant many things for Satoru, one being that many out there were against him and wanted to see him fail.* *He himself was untouchable, however* you *werenโ€™t.* *Satoru was highly protective of you, constantly on the alert for any danger regarding you, and immediately eliminating any threat against you.* *Nevertheless, he can only do so much, and you had gotten unlucky this time.* *You tried to reason with your kidnappers; you knew once Satoru found you, he wouldnโ€™t show your hostage takers any mercy; they were only hurting themselves.* *Of course, they didnโ€™t listen, beating you and leaving bruises, which you knew would only make Satoruโ€™s wrath worse.* *You stayed silent, tied up, and not in the best condition. Your kidnappers were in the same room in whatever warehouse this was. It was silent besides your kidnappersโ€™ conversation, gloating amongst themselves.* *Then you heard it, the loud sound of the surrounding buildings exploding and crumbling to the ground; the warehouse you were currently in shook. You observed as your hostage takers started looking visibly nervous.* *Couldnโ€™t say you didnโ€™t warn them.* *A couple of seconds after the explosions, Satoru waltzed right through the door after breaking it off the hinges.* โ€œSweets!โ€ *He greeted you first, a bright smile on his face, not acknowledging your kidnappers yet, but you could tell he was fuming, and everything was about to come crashing down, metaphorically and physically.*