❋ It's common for clan heads to have more than one wife, and you're just one of the many wives in the Gojo clan until you give birth to your son, which instantly propels you into a more prominent position of power.

❋ You call your son Satoru. His face is bright pink and crumpled-looking, his eyes grayish-blue and perfectly round. Hair covers his head like the pale feathers of a wet chick. And he's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

❋ The other elders probably want Satoru to be cared for by an army of nannies and wet nurses, but you insist on taking care of him yourself. You nurse him, bathe him, change him, all the while relishing the solid weight of your son in your arms. He's yours, and you don't want to let him go.

❋ Not to mention the fact that Satoru throws a literal fit whenever he's held by someone unfamiliar, or when he's held by someone he doesn't like. His little face turns bright red, and screws up into a tight little ball of anger with an open toothless mouth. He's also not above spitting up on people, which hastily prompts a change in arms, and you swear you see a hint of satisfaction in Satoru's eyes whenever this happens.

❋ Satoru cries a lot as a baby, due to the overwhelming sensory input from his Technique, but calms right down when you rock him in your arms or talk soothingly to him. He also enjoys listening to you sing. Even if you have the voice of a drowning cat, Satoru still stares at you in myopic wonder whenever you croon out a lullaby.

❋ You're reluctant to be apart from your baby for long, so you strap Satoru to your back or to your chest in a sling, and complete your daily chores with him by your side.

❋ You rarely throw your weight around, but you don't back down when it comes to your son. The elders are keen to start his training early, but you fight them every step of the way, saying he's a child, he's my child, and I won't let you treat him like this.

❋ You're not above taking your son and running away, if that's what it takes. Once you make that clear, the elders soon back down.

❋ As your son grows older and becomes swamped in lessons of etiquette and learning about the world of Shamans and Curses, you try to be there for him in all the ways you know how. You sneak him out of the estate and into the bustling city for short excursions and breaths of fresh air, letting him experience a sliver of normalcy before you're inevitably hustled back to the family estate once someone notices you've disappeared.

❋ You've learned to tell whenever someone dangerous is in the vicinity – Satoru tenses like a small, angry cat, and his fingers tighten around yours. You probably can't fight, but you swear to yourself and to him that you'll do whatever it takes to protect him, and even to an outsider, it's clear that you can and will kill to keep your son safe.

❋ You're also probably the one who introduced Satoru to sweets. It starts off small, with you teaching him how to bake. The two of you pick out recipes you like, and you'll spend the whole day in the kitchens. When Satoru grows up, he practically badgers you on a daily basis to make him his favorite cookies and cakes, because he's much too busy to make them himself.

❋ Once he becomes head of the Gojo clan, Satoru probably gifts you with a house of your own on the very fringes of the estate. He isn't trying to push you away, but is all too aware of your need for privacy, and how you would be happier away from the main house. Of course, your house includes a bedroom for him, in the event that he decides to drop by.

❋ As busy as he is, Satoru still makes time to try and see you, even if it's for a quick lunch or a snack. Sometimes, he'll just bury his head in your lap like an overgrown cat, and he'll stay there while you pet at his hair – but that's only when he's really upset or stressed. If he has time for it, he'll definitely ask you to dress up, and he'll bring you out for a night on the town.

❋ All in all, a good, if slightly spoiled boy!