After getting married, my husband said he is Gojo Satoru Ch. 3

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Chapter 3: Bad

At the same time, Satoru was in contact with the LINE group where Itadori Yuji, Fushiguro Megumi, and Kugisaki Nobara belong.

[[I am the strongest: (Gojo Satoru holds his chin.jpg)]]

[[Itadori Yuji: Gojo-sensei?!!!]]

[[Itadori Yuji: Is it Gojo-sensei?]]

[[Itadori Yuji: It should be Gojo-sensei, right?!]]

[[Itadori Yuji: They asked you... No, Gojo-sensei, are you okay?"]]

[[I'm the strongest: Well, don't worry, Yuji, I'm safe here.]]

[[I am the strongest: (ring on left ring finger.jpg)]]

[[Itadori Yuji: Huh?!! Gojo-sensei, they actually forced you to marry someone else after sealing you?]]

[[Fushiguro Megumi: Idiot, no one dares to force him except himself. Moreover, how could one get married in a place like that?]]

[[Fushiguro Megumi: However, after being sealed, you can still use the your phone to communicate. As expected of Gojo-sensei!]]

[[Itadori Yuji: Then what should we do next? The plan to rescue Gojo-sensei has been launched! But to be honest, Gojo-sensei, where are you? The sealed place looks a bit strange.]]

[[Itadori Yuji: Also, can you use my mobile phone after being sealed? Never heard of it! Is there internet access at the sealed place?]]

[[I am the strongest: Well... where do I start?]]

Satoru touched his chin and thought about how to say it better.

After all, it was an accident that he would arrive at this place. Although he could go back again, he would still appear in the Prison Realm territory after going back. In this case, it was better to stay first.

However, the rules of the world made him find it difficult to stay successfully. Because, from a certain perspective, his behavior was considered a stowaway. Unless, immigration or he obtained a temporary residence permit, that was, a permanent resident card.

So, Gojo Satoru, who understood the meaning, started simple operations.

During this period, whether it was fate or accident, he always met Kato Yuzuki. After observing and getting to know her, he became interested and found a senior who knew her.

This was also a coincidence. Satoru was quite surprised when he learned that one of the people he met recently was Yuzuki's senior. In a way, he made his request known.

Although he knew that he could take the initiative to strike up a conversation with Yuzuki, Satoru felt that such behavior was unlikely to succeed.

Sure enough, he got important information from the other party's senior. But Satoru said that they just need to meet each other. If it didn't happen in the end, it meant there was no fate.

Feeling the sincerity in Satoru's words, the senior brought Yuzuki over for a meeting.

It's true that he was ordinary at the beginning, but this did not mean that Satoru was an ordinary person.

Then, unexpectedly, he successfully married Kato Yuzuki within a month.

The joy he gained from this process was that he discovered that Yuzuki really liked "Gojo Satoru" more deeply than he thought.

Although he was Gojo Satoru in the manga, he was still himself! There was no difference.

But sometimes, Satoru really cared about Yuzuki, who spent hours drawing without any chance to chat.

Especially since she seemed to be drawing for a longer time recently. Even though he was still the one who she drew, Satoru felt that it was not okay to continue like this.

Couldn't someone just be here and not compare to him in the manga or anime?

So, Satoru made the decision to tell the truth.

Unexpectedly, reality slapped him in the face, and he vaguely felt the ridicule of the rules of this world.

Was it really too bad, or were we going to bring other people over to prove that he was Gojo Satoru?

No, no, no, as Gojo Satoru, how could he not even be able to prove himself?

He was the strongest!

Just when Satoru was thinking about this, he felt something pass in front of him. He looked up and saw Yuzuki standing in front of him, "Go and wash up."

Hearing this sentence, Satoru understood what it meant. Looking at Yuzuki again, the tools on the table seemed to have been put away, which made him raise his eyebrows slightly, "Hey, Yuzuki-chan, is it finally over?"

"Yeah." Yuzuki nodded, planning to make the bed while Satoru went to take a shower.

As a result, unexpectedly, the next second she was directly hugged by Satoru.

The sudden movement made Yuzuki throw her arms around Satoru, she raised her eyes and stare angrily, trying to say something.

When she was about to speak, Satoru interrupted her directly, "Well, now that Yuzuki-chan's work is over, our night life can also begin."

For a moment, Yuzuki was a little stiff, but quickly relaxed again.

She knew that this was an inevitable path. Moreover, within a month of getting married, Satoru really respected her and did not forcefully do anything bad.

What was happening now was just what should have happened.

Satoru naturally felt the change in Yuzuki, and he did not point it out. Instead, he said in a teasing tone, "Is Yuzuki-chan not shy anymore?"

"No." Yuzuki would not admit such a thing.

"Eh~ it's really not?" Satoru took advantage of the situation to hold Yuzuki closer to him, and even came close to her eyes while speaking.

Immediately, he distanced the two of them again, smiled and shook his head, "I don't believe it~"

This kind of bad behavior made Yuzuki very helpless, "If you don't believe it, there is nothing you can do. Also, put me down, anata."

"Hey~ Yuzuki-chan is planning to take the opportunity to escape?" Satoru strode to the bathroom, without giving Yuzuki a chance, he put her down, closed the door behind him, and said with a smile, "Hahahaha, did Yuzuki-chan think something would happen in the bathroom? It’s so cute!”

Yuzuki, who was locked out of the bathroom, looked at the closed door and the laughter coming from inside, and really didn't know what to say.

Yuzuki: ......

All credit goes to the original author
Feel free to pinpoint me if there are any grammar error or typos
Please don't use my translation to re-translate in other languages




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