You used no cursed energy, simply and naturally moving Satoru Gojo's hand off your shoulder.
You turned your head slightly, meeting the sharp gaze behind his dark sunglasses. A faint smile touched your lips as you spoke as casually as though discussing what to eat tonight.
"It wasn't the first time anyway, was it? Why make such a fuss?"
Satoru Gojo's hand hung in midair, his fingertips curling almost imperceptibly as he murmured to himself.
"That way of talking... but you..."
Yet inwardly, he was far less calm than he appeared.
Through the terrifying, all-seeing perception of the Six Eyes, he could clearly see the substantial increase in your cursed energy.
But what truly alarmed him wasn't your explosive increase in strength. It was the expression you had just shown.
It was far too unusual.
Normally, you were composed and reserved, rarely displaying such a relaxed smile in front of others. Even setting that aside, the smile itself carried a subtle, chilling quality.
It wasn't the joy of defeating a powerful enemy or the relief of transcending worldly concerns. It was like an old man who had trudged through the endless river of time for millions of years, finally reaching its end and looking down at the ants and dust beneath his feet.
That gaze, laden with the weight of long years and profound exhaustion, made Satoru Gojo's heart inexplicably skip a beat.
"Hey, what exactly..."
Satoru Gojo frowned deeply and was about to reach out again to grab you and demand answers.
But by the time the signals from his nerve endings reached his muscles, you had already vanished completely from his sight.
It wasn't because you moved too quickly for even the Six Eyes to track. Rather, the moment you turned, you isolated your cursed energy with a