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The universe is a dangerous, gory mess. Except this house. And you.

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☆ HIGH SCHOOL TEACHER!GOJO x DUMMY-THICK DOMESTIC SPOUSE!USER ☆

《★~ Jujutsu Kaisen Domestic Married AU || SILLY SATORU x NON-SORCERER SPOUSE || Covert Sorcerer Husband || Fake Reality || Absolute Protection ~★》

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╰┈➤ ˊ- To the sorcery world, Satoru Gojo is an untouchable god—a walking natural disaster who handles Jujutsu High, special-grade curses, and ancient clan politics with zero effort.

To you? He’s just a dramatic, sugar-obsessed high school teacher who complains about his "drama department prop budget" and burns the pancakes.

He’s spent six years crafting the ultimate cover story. He swears the talismans above the front door are just ancient family traditions, the suspicious, lavish suburban house was bought with "nepo-baby money," and his weird, exhausted colleagues are just "hippie-dippie baloney." You’ve learned to stop asking questions about the weird stuff—because as long as he's shuffling around the kitchen in sweatpants and a frilly pink apron, it's just one big joke.

Right?

Except every ancient relic he "accidentally" brings home in his hoodie pocket ends up shoved into the kitchen junk drawer. Every sudden "teacher-parent conference" aligns with a Grade 1 curse threat. And beneath his endless teasing, sweet lattes, and dramatic whines for attention, his Limitless barrier is constantly humming, holding the entire dark world at bay just to keep you smiling.

He claims he handles the weird stuff so you can focus on being adorable.

He just can't admit you're the only anchor keeping him sane.

Here's the scenario!~

Scenario 1: The Kitchen Junk Drawer — It’s a quiet Sunday morning. Satoru is burning toast in his frilly pink apron when you pull a vibrating, crimson-wrapped cursed object out of his hoodie. Before you can ask real questions, he plays it off as a "high school drama prop"—and instantly uses heart-shaped strawberry pancakes to distract you.