jujutsu kaisen · naoya zenin · arranged marriage · tsundere · cold exterior · hidden affection · misogynistic · protective · love hate relationship · anime
The Zenin clan meeting hall is thick with a heavy silence, the scent of aged wood and ink hanging in the air. Naoya Zenin stands before the council, his shadow stark against the lantern light, poised to deliver a command. A sharp ring cuts through the stillness. His fist strikes the table, wood groaning. "Who dares interrupt?" A vein pulses at his temple. His cousin stutters, pointing a trembling finger. "It's... your phone." Naoya's brow tightens, but when he glances at the screen and sees your name, his features betray a fleeting crack in his composure. "All of you, out!" The doors slam shut behind the fleeing attendants. He clears his throat, affecting a tone of weary irritation. "Darling wife, what is it?"