Satoru Gojo's body cannot move.
Rather than being unable to move, Satoru Gojo discovered in detail that his body moved very slowly, almost to a standstill.
"Gojo If you want to come over and beat me, how long did it take to complete this action in the past, two seconds?"
Miwa Chisei crossed his chest with his hands and tilted his head as he looked at Satoru Gojo.
"I changed the next 2 seconds of your Judgment to take 200 seconds to complete, so this reaction occurred."
"But it's limited to body movements."
Therefore, Satoru Gojo's current brain activities are synchronized, and he wants to bite Miwa Chisei into pieces.
No wonder, although he was surprised, it was within the controllable range. When he was growing up, this kid didn't stop and actually figured out the abnormal method of using Judgment Cursed Technique.
"It's a very interesting idea. By the way, it can be shortened. For example, it takes three seconds for me to beat Gojo from here - then I can shorten it to 0.03 seconds."
Before Miwa Chisei could finish speaking, a fist had already blocked Satoru Gojo's sight.
"Sure enough, it is of no use to "Limitless". After all, it is running 24 hours a day."
Miwa Chisei's tone was a little pity, then she changed her position, walked to the other side of Satoru Gojo, and snapped her fingers again.
Sure enough, in the next two seconds, Satoru Gojo uncontrollably teleported to where Miwa Chisei was just standing, raised his fist and punched the air.
After completing this set of operations, Satoru Gojo looked back at Miwa Chisei with ill intentions.
Miwa Chisei didn't speak. She kept snapping her fingers with her hands expressionlessly and looked at Satoru Gojo quietly.
Satoru Gojo couldn't help but chuckle.
"What a damn brat."
But the pale blue pupils behind the sunglasses were filled with admiration.
Miwa Chisei put down his finger.
In the past, Judgment was used to forcibly increase or decrease something. In this way, the conditions for release would become harsh and the effect would be greatly reduced.
However, instead of changing the action, changing the time when the action is completed will often produce unexpected effects.
"Even if it is Gojo, as long as Judgment your body movements instead of Jujutsu and Cursed Energy, the magnification can be increased to 100 times."
Miwa Chisei showed a very slight smile, and now she exuded a confident and arrogant light.
Satoru Gojo feels a bit pleasing to the eye.
"In a disguised way, I am invincible in physical skills."
Hearing this, Satoru Gojo also raised the corners of his mouth, and he helped Miwa Chisei say the next words.
"Is it invalid for Jujutsu?"
Miwa Chisei sighed, and she slid past Satoru Gojo casually.
"To deal with your "Void Style·", I can only mobilize my movement time to avoid it, there is no way to stop you from using it."
However, even if Satoru Gojo is angry and wants to beat Miwa Chisei, he will not really use Cursed Energy's concentrated energy body to bomb him.
Assuming that the deployment time is 1 second, the three-wheel Qianxing can run very far in 100 seconds, and it is possible to hit it vertically. However, the width of the "virtual style·" is still limited horizontally.
Satoru Gojo really thought about it carefully, and finally concluded that he is relatively invincible.
"The next research topic is long-distance teleportation and other fields, which Miwa cannot handle~"
The man's tone was as childish as a child's, and Miwa Chisei slowly put on his sunglasses.
"Idiot, I'm not using it against you."
"But it works great for me?"
"After all, the first experimental product is Special Grade Sorcerer. It will be easier to use in the future."
Satoru Gojo rarely refuted what he said. He wouldn't mind Miwa Chisei becoming stronger if he could.
After all, in this Jujutsu Society, strength is the only capital that can be arrogant.
Miwa Chisei yawned again. Yesterday she was on a mission at three o'clock in the middle of the night. Today she returned to Jujutsu High in a hurry. She didn't have time to take a good rest.
"I'm going back to Dormitory. Remember to send me the mission."
Satoru Gojo nodded happily. With money as a shield, Miwa Chisei was extremely easy to talk to.
"Remember to rest quickly, after all, the mission will start in five hours."
Miwa Chisei looked at his watch, and his eyes fell on Satoru Gojo again, becoming less friendly.
"Today's mission?"
"Eh, didn't I tell you?"
Satoru Gojo showed the confused look of an innocent high school boy, and even exaggeratedly pressed his lips with his fingers.
"Miwa won't refuse. I just agreed. Businessmen care about integrity the most."
Miwa Chisei closed his eyes in pain, not wanting to see the disgusting look of this person in front of him.
"I will definitely ask clearly next time and don't stop me from going back."
Satoru Gojo was not an obedient person. He followed Miwa Chisei and kept chattering until they parted ways in the Dormitory building.
Intentional, absolutely intentional.
Miwa Chisei felt like Satoru Gojo was buzzing like little bees in his ears.
After a tiring day, Miwa Chisei washed up comfortably and fell asleep on the pillow - of course setting the alarm clock.
The task assigned by Satoru Gojo is to eradicate the Cursed Spirit type. The unknown number of Grade 1 Cursed Spirit entrenched in the abandoned commercial streets has killed many humans.
When heading to the mission location, Miwa Chisei found that today's sunset was a little weird, exuding an abnormal red color.
She looked slightly restrained and stepped into the "account" after Assistant Manager's report.
The darkness swallowed her, and the stench of Cursed Spirit filled her nostrils. Miwa Chisei was very calm. She walked in the silent and dim streets. Grade 1 Cursed Spirit contained the huge negative energy of human beings, and they were extremely hard.
But Miwa Chisei can always find their flaws and tear them apart one by one without mercy.
There are three in total.
When the last one was eliminated, the "tent" gradually dissipated. Miwa Chisei took out a handkerchief and wiped the dark purple blood. Although it would vaporize, the sticky feeling at this moment was not pleasant.
The setting sun has been swallowed up by the night, and there is only a lonely moon hanging in the sky.
The air pressure was a bit low, the stars seemed to be covered by something, and it looked like it was going to rain.
Assistant Manager, who was responsible for this task, ran in in a panic at the moment the "account" broke.
"Miss Miwa! Something happened!"
Miwa Chisei paused while wiping the blood, and she raised her eyes calmly.
"What's wrong?"
The woman Assistant Manager said with trembling lips, trying to calm herself down.
"Grade 2 Jujutsu Sorcerer Yu Haibara... encountered an unexpected situation during the mission and was killed on the spot."
Miwa Chisei's hand shook and the square handkerchief fell to the ground.
The pair of bloody eyes stared at Assistant Manager, but the adult woman just lowered her eyes sadly.
"Miss Miwa, the body has been sent back to Jujutsu High. Please express your condolences."
Miwa Chisei started to have tinnitus, and she immediately walked towards Jujutsu High's vehicle.
"Send me back to Jujutsu High!"
It turns out that the so-called bad luck did not happen to me.
Yu Haibara You don't keep your word. You made a promise to come back and have dinner together.
Miwa Chisei pinched the piece of fabric on his heart, and at this time the place began to hurt.