[Faced with your flat refusal, Satoru Gojo clearly had no intention of leaving it at that.]
[The "strongest," who had always done as he pleased and been placed on a pedestal by all of Jujutsu Society, seemed not to know when to stop.]
[Since words could not win your agreement, he simply stopped caring whether you were willing and chose the simplest, most brutal way to greet you-with his fist.]
[An exceptionally shrill whistle split the air beside your ear. Without another word, Satoru Gojo swung a fist imbued with Blue's attraction, wrapped in terrifying cursed energy that could easily warp the surrounding space and grind reinforced concrete to powder, mercilessly smashing it toward your back!]
[As for how he justified this brutal act, which was practically a sneak attack?]
[It was simple. By his logic, you had already mastered an extremely advanced Reverse Cursed Technique anyway. As long as he did not instantly blast your head to pieces, you would not die.]
[Besides, there was no way the monster who had radiated that almost tangible killing intent in the hallway in Okinawa could fail to take one casual punch from him!]
[Yet you did not even turn your head toward the terrifying, potentially lethal gravitational field behind you.]
[You ignored the hair-raising wind pressure and simply kept walking forward at your original pace, utterly unhurried.]
[At the same time, the cursed energy within you began circulating along an extremely subtle and precise path, and your personal Cursed Technique, Phantom Parade, activated silently in an instant.]
[Through this incredible copying ability, the Gojo Clan's Limitless unfolded perfectly around you.]
[A dull hum erupted between the two of you.]
[Satoru Gojo's crushing punch, imbued with Blue, was stopped dead by an invisible yet indestructible layer of Limitless in the absolute space