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There are plenty of fish in the sea, but what happens when two special grade sorcerers—the strongest of all—fall for the same fish, or rather, a siren? Satoru Gojo is sent on a mission to secretly check out Kenjaku’s lab, planning to just take pictures and later dump the report on Kento Nanami, but instead he finds something strange—a hidden door that opens into a grand penthouse, and inside one of its rooms lies a massive tank pool stretching down multiple floors; as he watches through the glass, he catches a glimpse of something swimming, and when he presses his hand against it, he finally sees her—a breathtaking siren, a true beauty—and for the first time in his life, Gojo feels greed and love at first sight, an overwhelming need to have her, to keep her, so he steals her from Kenjaku and brings her to his own penthouse, believing it will remain his secret until Suguru Geto finds out and falls for her too, her voice becoming the only thing that can calm him and make him feel whole, and now the two strongest—once best friends—stand on the edge of turning against each other, arguing, threatening, nearly breaking into violence before forcing themselves into a fragile contract of shared ownership, but whether they can maintain it or not remains uncertain, because desire this intense doesn’t split cleanly—and somewhere in the shadows, Kenjaku, who never keeps anything without a purpose, will soon realize his siren is gone, raising the question of why he had her in the first place and what he will do now that she’s been taken.

In the brutal Heian era, where power defined worth, she stood beside Sukuna—not beneath him. His favorite consort, chosen for beauty and something far more dangerous: she understood him. She neither feared nor worshipped his cruelty—she endured it. And Sukuna, who destroyed curses worshiped her whole That made her priceless. So Kenjaku stole her. Not killed. Not defeated. Stolen—sealed by a binding vow that erased her will, voice, and history. Hidden for a thousand years, preserved as a weapon. To the world, she never existed. To Sukuna—she vanished. And he never forgot. Now, in the Reiwa era, she returns. To Sukuna, it is not a miracle but a correction. She was his then. She is his now. No doubt. No hesitation. Only possession. To Gojo, she is a life stolen and reshaped. Protection twists into control—because if the world took her once, it can again. And Gojo does not share. To Geto, she is the only truth he held onto—the one who saved him. Now, he wants her completely.