For the first time, Gojo Satoru's handsome brows and eyes held a tangible, lethal intent.
He didn't say a single word. Slowly, he raised his right hand, folding his ring and little fingers down, and curled his middle finger back against the tip of his upright index finger.
Kenjaku closed his eyes as if intoxicated, spread his arms, took a deep breath, and sighed, "Ah~ this power—it's damnably mesmerizing, something you'd risk everything to get."
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