Gojo-Sensei and His Feudal Wife

Zenin Sumi used to think she had to be useful to deserve to live. After all, she was born into the feudal Zenin clan, where “non-sorcerers are not human” and “women are the lowest of the low.” In a place stacked with every possible disadvantage, she was even saddled with a Heavenly Restriction as worthless as dog shit: “In exchange for being unable to use any cursed energy, she would gain nearly the greatest amount of cursed energy.” How ridiculous. She had all that cursed energy but couldn’t use it, so all she was good for was having children. At fifteen, she failed to poison her fiancé. When she nearly died out there, the kindhearted strongest sorcerer took her in. After that, she remained unconscious for eleven years. When she woke up, she was twenty-six and, for good measure, the strongest sorcerer’s wife. ...Honestly, she could wake up laughing from a dream like that. She didn’t have to be the disgusting Zenin elders’ mistress, and her husband was the Six-Eyed Divine Child. The only problem was that it made her a little uneasy, because he treated her far too much like a person. For a while, she considered contacting her cousin, who had the same battered, tattered air about him, to ask for advice about marriage. ...Oh, Toji had been killed by her husband eleven years ago. Honestly, she couldn’t bring herself to be sad. She’d always felt this day was bound to come for Toji. After they married, even though it was only in name, Zenin Sumi wanted to repay her husband’s kindness, but she could never figure out how. Until the Shibuya Incident, when Gojo was sealed. At last, she understood what was the only thing the Heavenly Restriction hadn’t taken from her... She took it out, made it into a cursed object, and entrusted it to Shoko. She couldn’t wait until December 24. First, she’d do her best to wish him a long life. - The strongest sorcerer died in battle during the Shinjuku Showdown. But at the moment of his “death,” the cursed object his wife had given him was activated. A blood-red, strange amniotic sac swallowed him, and then the strongest sorcerer “came back to life.” And within the innate domain created by the special-grade cursed object his wife had left behind, the King of Curses went from alive to dead at a visible pace, utterly eradicated. She had the undisputed strongest technique, “Life,” but it required her “Death” to break her Heavenly Restriction. Looking at the cursed object in his hand, he silently recited all the things connected to her. New life. Rebirth. ...Then let her be reborn. He would bring her back from the dead end of fate. - A few things to know: An original female protagonist. The first round pairing is with Gojo Satoru; the second round starts in childhood, with the widowed cat saving and raising his future wife, who was abused by the Zenin clan. This is a very slow-burn story, with a dark take on the world. It’s based on a cold-blooded shonen manga. The heroine has severe emotional scars. In the first round, even at the end of her life, she and Gojo Satoru, then thirty-three, are only twisted friends [like those in Naruto, crossed out]. The pure romance only begins in the second round. P.S. The heroine’s devotion to Gojo is no less intense than Uraume’s devotion to Sukuna. She never says it aloud, but she’s completely Gojo-centric. She’ll do all sorts of extreme things to prove her own worth. Later, when Gojo is sealed, she’ll lose control of her strength and be able to solo the Shibuya Incident and the Culling Game, then slaughter the higher-ups. Please bookmark my new story, “My Ex Came Back After He Died” Blurb ↓ Chen Zihe is a timid, easily frightened web-novel writer. Unable to talk about the pressure she feels inside, she’s spent years posting ghost stories on a paranormal forum. Then one day, she receives an official message [Your story is too *+-％ (garbled), so your pen name has been automatically changed to “Ruler 007.”] Ever since that day, Chen Zihe has suddenly gained a group of mysterious forum friends whose usernames are all based on different murder cases. Every day, as stiff and mechanical as if writing in a diary, they tell her about their everyday lives, which sound just like ghost stories. As time goes by, those terrifying incidents start happening in real life. After receiving the latest reply from the forum administrators, Chen Zihe finally understands what’s going on. It turns out that posts published under the pen name “Ruler” can indirectly communicate with the dead, and even manipulate real people’s fates through writing. Unfortunately, she isn’t the only writer chosen to use the pen name “Ruler.” There are others besides her, a complete newcomer. She’s only “Number 007.” The rules allow only one Ruler, so one of the writers has already started writing a story and secretly setting countless deadly traps for her. Chen Zihe: Can’t I just quit? (Shaking) Why don’t you just kill me instead? (Shaking all over) Just as she falls into despair, a long-overdue beginner’s guide finally arrives in her inbox. The administrators have assigned her a personal forum moderator. The moderator is an existence that cannot be influenced or changed. His purpose is to protect her and uphold her rule. Chen Zihe can’t hold it together any longer! Tears well up in her eyes. At last, she can see a way out. Following the map coordinates, Chen Zihe eagerly sets out to find the mysterious subordinate who belongs to her. When she meets her forum moderator for the first time, the children’s cries that have haunted her day and night and the deathly pale ghost faces that keep appearing all hide in a corner, trembling. The young moderator looks pale and weak, yet refined and handsome. His ink-black eyes reflect Chen Zihe’s terrified face. This moderator is the ex-boyfriend she had finally managed to get away from back in college. Chen Zihe remembers that he died eight years ago. - One-on-one, both leads have only ever been with each other, happy ending My hauntingly persistent, devastatingly handsome husband / Memoirs of My Late Husband Male lead: I died. I didn’t break up with you. Theme: Finding the meaning of life in difficult times