Asagirimaru's sharp blade still rested steadily against Satoru Gojo's carotid artery. Though a thin trace of crimson blood had already seeped out, the strongest boy, who had only just entered the realm of domains, seemed to have lost all sensation of pain.
After a brief, deathly silence, Satoru Gojo abruptly reached out and seized the front of your collar.
His well-defined fingers whitened slightly from the force, pulling deep creases into the fabric of your Jujutsu High uniform.
Those brilliant blue Six Eyes stared fixedly at you, his pupils trembling, his face filled with horror, shock, and the disbelief of a genius whose worldview had been shattered.
"Why... can you still move?!"
Satoru Gojo gritted his teeth, practically forcing the words through them, his voice trembling with a trace of resentment.
Faced with his almost uncontrolled demand, your expression did not waver in the slightest. Even the hand holding your sword remained perfectly steady.
You simply looked calmly through your lenses into those eyes that reflected the stars of the universe, asking in a level tone suited to an academic discussion.
"You mean that after your domain, Unlimited Void, forcibly crammed in all that redundant information about emptiness, enough to burst someone's mind, a normal person's brain should be unable to process that enormous stream of data, crash completely, and cease all physiological and psychological activity. Is that right?"
Satoru Gojo's chest heaved as he shouted back, as though it were self-evident.
"Of course it should! That's infinite information! How could you possibly still think under that kind of assault?!"
Feeling the tug on your collar, you merely lowered your eyes slightly, your tone still as bland as if you were discussing the weather.
"Maybe it's my constitution."
You offered a half-truth he had no way of verifying.
"At least