The second episode opened with Satoru Gojo and the others following Felt back to the slums.
Through their conversations along the way and the surrounding scenery, the story quietly painted a clear picture of the kind of environment Felt had grown up in.
Why someone so young had become a thief.
Why she had developed such a penny-pinching, calculating personality.
There was no need for excessive explanation. The harsh conditions of the slums alone were enough to say everything.
No one would have guessed that the lively, cheerful little girl had been raised in a place like this.
[Living here really is miserable.]
[That still doesn't justify stealing, though.]
[In an environment like this, what can a kid even do?]
...
The comments split into two opposing camps, each holding a different view.
But as the story moved forward, the debate did not last long.
Because the moment the Bowel Hunter, Elsa, appeared, the tone of the comments shifted completely.
[What a sexy lady. I guess I really do prefer this over lolis.]
[Is she a new member of the hero's party?]
slurp slurp Mom!
[Those legs are insanely long.]
[My brain is entirely in my thighs.]
[So pale. So big.]
"Tch."
Gojo shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, no matter the world, there were always plenty of shameless perverts around.
Unlike him.
He was a picture of integrity.
At least, that was how he felt when comparing himself to the comments.
On screen, messages continued to flood in.
The viewers were thoroughly appreciating Elsa, admiring the seductive woman whose every step swayed with danger.
But no one expected what came next.
After learning that her mission had failed, Elsa muttered a few unsettling lines and then attacked without the slightest warning.
Her strike was overflowing with killing intent, leaving no time for anyone to react. If not for Gojo, Felt would have died on the spot.
[Damn, that's brutal. I like her even more now.]
[Everyone knows the less you wear, the lower your defense.]
[If it weren't for Gojo, Felt would've been done for.]
Elsa's sudden outburst caught even the comment section off guard.
Yet just as the atmosphere grew tense, the camera cut to Gojo.
Seeing him casually joking with Subaru Natsuki, still relaxed and at ease, instantly dispelled the tension.
Then came the fight with Elsa.
Naturally, the audience favored Gojo, who was handsome and full of humor.
Of course, there were also those hopeless cases who could not take their eyes off the beautiful, dangerous woman.
Plenty of people were eager to see how this protagonist would deal with her.
After all, one glance was enough to tell that this sexy lady was on a completely different level from a bunch of street thugs.
And yet…
When the battle finally played out before everyone's eyes, the overwhelming gap left the audience stunned.
[No way. This is straight-up cheating. Standing still and still can't be hurt?]
[Even for a protagonist, isn't this way too much right off the bat?]
[Wild guess. Gojo isn't the hero, he's the demon king you're supposed to defeat.]
[Run, sexy lady! You're not his opponent!]
From start to finish, what Gojo displayed on screen was absolute domination.
Strictly speaking, it could no longer be called a battle. It was more like a game, a completely one-sided game.
Gojo watched the episode while glancing at the popularity rankings on the right.
Sure enough, during moments like this, the popularity value climbed much faster.
What had not even reached one thousand before had already broken past three thousand in no time.
And it was still rising rapidly.
The more stubborn Elsa became, the more relentlessly she tried, the more she turned into a stepping stone that highlighted his overwhelming strength.
Especially when Elsa realized Gojo's carefree attitude and chose to use herself as bait, plunging the curved blade into her own abdomen just to strike him, the comments exploded with rows of exclamation marks.
The seductive lady from earlier had turned out to be far more ruthless than anyone expected.
She showed no mercy, not even to herself.
[Is this what a truly ruthless femme fatale looks like?]
[First meeting and she's already spilling her guts.]
[If he's cheating, that shouldn't hurt him, right?]
As the viewers argued heatedly over Elsa's actions, Gojo on screen raised his hand with a smile, revealing a small wound on his palm.
Right before everyone's eyes, the injury healed at an astonishing speed, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
And it was not just him.
The wound in Elsa's abdomen began regenerating just as eerily.
The battle continued.
With both sides revealing more of their abilities, the clash grew even fiercer.
Though that intensity was entirely one-sided.
It did not last long.
The moment a blue light gathered in Gojo's hand, the end was already in sight.
[Big move incoming!]
[High energy warning!]
[She's so cool, I love her.]
[Gojo is the coolest, no arguments accepted.]
As the comments flew past, the blue light abruptly transformed.
Brilliant red light flooded the entire screen.
[Holy crap, the budget is burning!]
[Is he going all out?]
[My sexy lady…]
[Ultimate move: animation nuke!]
[There it is, dimensional suppression.]
[Yamero!!!]
The instant Cursed Technique Reversal: Red was unleashed, everything ended.
The crimson blast fired from Gojo's hand drowned the screen in red for several seconds.
Only after that did it slowly fade away.
When the image returned to normal, the viewers saw that the warehouse was completely gone.
There was not even a trace of rubble left behind.
Even more shocking was the red beam stretching up into the sky, tearing through the night as far as the eye could see.
The night was deep.
The moonlight was pure.
Against that backdrop, Gojo stood calmly on the ground, a faint smile on his face.
Black, white, and red.
Three striking colors collided in a scene of overwhelming visual impact.
With his sunglasses slightly lowered, revealing those brilliant blue eyes, Gojo's figure looked effortlessly cool and defiant, powerful and unrestrained.
That single image alone surpassed everything that had come before.
For a brief moment, even the comments seemed to vanish.
Then came an even more explosive eruption.