If Akesato had a habit of thinking everything through, then even with Kento Nanami's guidance, it would be difficult for him to change his way of thinking overnight.
Satoru Gojo, on the other hand, habitually dumped responsibility on others. He skipped classes as a student, skipped work as an adult, and now that he had Akesato, who was willing to use his brain, he did not even need to think for himself anymore.
After all, in order to maintain his invincibility, the CPU in this guy's brain was constantly running under a heavy load. His remaining capacity was genuinely limited, and using it even a little more required him to consume a massive amount of sugar.
This was no longer something that could be described as merely having a sweet tooth. He had entered the bizarre realm of 100% peach juice and Admiral Lindy Hollowin's coffee.
He had just said he would pay attention, then immediately turned around and said, "I'll leave figuring out the principles and activation method to you too."
Akesato could not help letting out a bewildered sound. "This is for your own sake. Can't you put in a little effort?"
"Then why were you looking up information about this?" Gojo countered with a half-smile.
"Because I was thinking about how to beat you up properly." Akesato froze. His first choice of reason was inconvenient to mention, so he could only bring out his backup.
"Then come and give it a try." Gojo flexed his fists. "I'd be very happy if you managed to hurt me."
"Are you a masochist or something? Do you really need a beating before you learn your lesson?"
"Because I haven't had a chance to get hurt since graduating from Jujutsu High. But you might be able to."
"So you really are