CHAPTER 25: THE GRAND WEDDING

Till Death (or Utahime's Tea) Do Us Part"

A soft breeze swept across the temple courtyard, petals of white camellias swirling lazily in the golden afternoon light. The air smelled faintly of incense, sakura, and roasted sweet potatoes from a vendor someone had definitely bribed to sneak onto the grounds.

The crowd was gathered—every living sorcerer who had stood against Sukuna and survived. Maki, Yuta, Inumaki, Panda, Choso, Hakari, Higuruma, Todo, Yuki, Utahime's students, and even Nanami's portrait gently resting on a stand near the altar.

The temple bells rang gently as Shoko stepped up to officiate, donning priest robes over her usual calm demeanor. She smirked slightly, a cigarette tucked behind one ear.

"We are gathered here today to witness a miracle," she began, "the one thing more impossible than defeating Sukuna—someone willingly marrying Satoru Gojo."

Laughter rippled through the courtyard.

Gojo, dressed in an almost blindingly white suit with a sky-blue sash (handpicked by Nobara before she stormed off complaining about how none of the men had fashion sense), stood tall at the altar, tapping his foot like a kid waiting for candy.

Beside him stood his best man—Panda—holding the ring box.

When Utahime entered, everyone stilled. She wore a deep crimson kimono with delicate white embroidery, her hair tied up in gentle curls, a small flower tucked into it. She looked calm. Poised. And beautiful.

Gojo, for once, was speechless.

The ceremony was short and chaotic. Hakari bet cash on whether Utahime would slap Gojo mid-vows. Yuki said she'd rigged the betting odds.

But it all came down to one simple moment.

Mei Mei, sitting in the front row, smirking behind a feathered fan, leaned forward when Gojo suddenly turned toward her and—mid-ceremony—blurted out,

"I want to thank Mei Mei! Seriously! If it weren't for her and that stupid contract, Utahime would still be pretending she hated me publicly while secretly admiring my Six Eyes in private!"

Utahime sighed and leaned in, whispering softly in Gojo's ear, "Even if you didn't defeat Sukuna… I still would've married you."

Gojo's eyes widened.

"You serious?"

She nodded. "Dead serious."

And then—before Shoko could even say the words—

Gojo punched the air like a madman.

"YESSSSSS! I COULD'VE BEEN LAZY AND STILL MARRIED YOU?! I FOUGHT SUKUNA FOR NOTHING!"

"YOU'RE RUINING THE MOMENT!" shouted Maki from the crowd.

Gojo turned back, beaming. "Sorry, sorry. Proceed."

Shoko rolled her eyes, chuckled, then said the final words:

"Then by the power vested in me, as the one who kept you all from dying too early, I now pronounce you idiot and wife."

Cheers erupted.

Fireworks exploded in the sky—thanks to Panda and Choso using some… unlicensed technology

Yuta wiped a tear. Todo cried loudly and declared it "the ultimate proof of friendship." Nobara said she'd never seen anything dumber and also smiled the entire time.

And just like that, beneath a sky free of curses…

The sorcerers celebrated peace.

And Gojo Satoru…

Was finally married.