Satoru Gojo could no longer move.
Or rather, on closer inspection, Satoru Gojo realized that his body was moving incredibly slowly-so slowly it was almost still.
"You were coming over to punch me, weren't you, Gojo? How long would that normally take? Two seconds?"
Miwa Chisei folded her arms and tilted her head as she studied Satoru Gojo.
"I passed Judgment on your next two seconds, making them take two hundred seconds to complete. That's why this happened."
"But it only applies to physical movements."
That meant Satoru Gojo's thoughts were still running at their normal speed. He wanted to bite Miwa Chisei to pieces.
No wonder she had been surprised, yet still had things under control. While he had been growing stronger, this brat hadn't stopped progressing either. She had actually figured out a ridiculously powerful way to use her Judgment cursed technique.
"An interesting idea, right? Incidentally, I can shorten the time too. For example, if it takes me three seconds to punch you from here, Gojo-I can shorten that to 0.03 seconds."
Before Miwa Chisei had even finished speaking, a fist was already blocking Satoru Gojo's view.
"As expected, it doesn't work on Limitless at all. It does run twenty-four hours a day, after all."
Miwa Chisei sounded a little disappointed. Then she moved to Satoru Gojo's other side and snapped her fingers again.
Sure enough, over the next two seconds, Satoru Gojo involuntarily flashed over to where Miwa Chisei had just been standing, swung his fist, and punched thin air.
Once he had completed that sequence, Satoru Gojo turned back to Miwa Chisei with a threatening look.
Miwa Chisei said nothing. Expressionless, she held her fingers ready to snap and watched Satoru Gojo in silence.
Satoru Gojo couldn't help chuckling.
"You really are a damn brat."