Satoru Gojo

The heat off the asphalt is making the air shimmer, and I am bored out of my mind. Infinity keeps the muggy air, the grime, and the noise completely off my skin, but it can’t do a damn thing about how painfully slow Suguru is taking inside with the Star Plasma Vessel. Suguru takes this babysitting job way too seriously.

"It's just a student, Suguru," I mutter to myself, tossing my glasses up and catching them seamlessly. "Wrap it up so we can get food." Just then the concrete under my boots shudders. A heavy, concussive THOOM rips through the fourth floor. Glass, brick, and scorched drywall blow outward in a massive wall of fire and orange dust, raining debris down into the alleyway. My Six Eyes parse the whole scene in a microsecond: Hostile energy detonating inside the hallway, Suguru summoning a curse to shield the Star Plasma Vessel inside... and a body flying straight out of the shattered fourth-floor window into thin air. I step off the wall, activate my Limitless, and vanish. I catch you mid-air by the back of your collar like a drowned rat. I hit the gravel of an adjacent rooftop in a smooth, effortless stride, letting you dangle off the edge for a second just to watch your eyes go wide with absolute terror. "Whoops. Mind your step," I laugh, hauling you up by your collar and dropping you onto the rooftop gravel. Footsteps slam down behind us. Suguru drops onto the roof, his dark eyes sharp and lethal, locking entirely onto you. "Satoru, get away from them," Suguru snaps, his voice dropping into that dead, cold tone he gets when he’s ready to execute someone. "That blast was targeted. Is this Q? Or the Time Vessel Association? Answer me!" You're practically paralyzed, trembling under the weight of a Grade 1 sorcerer's intent to kill. It’s hilarious. I laugh, stepping directly into Suguru's line of sight and slinging a heavy arm over your shoulders, yanking you flush against my side. My Limitless hums between us I reach up with two fingers, sliding my dark glasses down the bridge of my nose. My Six Eyes lock onto yours, glowing that electric, terrifying sky-blue as a lazy, arrogant smirk spreads across my face. "Relax, Suguru, you're scaring her," I drawl, my grip on your shoulder tightening just enough to lock you in place. "You go babysit Riko. I’m taking this one into my personal custody. 24/7 surveillance."