Is it possible to mimic the Gojo Clan's Limitless Technique from the Jujutsu Kaisen Planar World using the application of Hundred Gauntlets?
In theory, yes. Within the power system of the Medaka Box Planar World, Hundred Gauntlets is a highly flexible causality manipulation ability, limited only by the user's imagination and understanding.
Charlie himself had formulated two methods to apply an effect similar to Infinity using Hundred Gauntlets.
The First Method is "Failure to Reach Target."
While Satoru prevents enemies from touching him by creating an infinite distance between himself and any attack, Charlie can achieve a similar result through outcome manipulation.
Cause: An opponent launches an attack/punch toward Charlie.
Effect (Normal): The attack hits Charlie's body.
Reversal (Hundred Gauntlets): Charlie reverses the effect so that the attack "always fails to reach its target."
Every time an object or energy approaches, Charlie reverses the causality of that movement so that the "distance traveled" never results in "physical contact."
The Second Method is "Vector or Intent Reversal."
If Satoru's Infinity works automatically through a Cursed Energy filter, Charlie can set Hundred Gauntlets so that any object moving toward his body's coordinates automatically undergoes a reversal of direction or status.
For example, a bullet that logically has the cause to "move forward" and the effect to "penetrate" would be forced to undergo an effect reversal, becoming "stopped" or even "moving away" before it can touch the surface of his skin.
Unlike Spirit Arts which use magic essence as fuel, Hundred Gauntlets drains mental energy every time it is used. The larger or more complex the causality being manipulated, the higher the price to be paid.
In other words, Charlie cannot use Hundred Gauntlets recklessly without calculating its consumption, unlike when he freely manipulates miracles with Spirit Arts.
Thus, the experiment to apply "Infinity" through Hundred Gauntlets began.
Clearly, the difficulty level was far greater than instant healing. Charlie had tried both methods he formulated, repeating them dozens of times with subtle variations and adjustments. However, an hour had passed, and he had made no significant progress. There were no signs that the methods were even close to success.
On the contrary, his mental energy was draining rapidly due to the continuous, fruitless use of Hundred Gauntlets. A piercing sensation began to stab at his temples, followed by a throbbing headache that disrupted his concentration. His body felt heavy, and his vision blurred slightly.
Finally, he was forced to stop midway, sitting on the grass while holding his head with both hands.
"Ugh... Disgusting. If I use an analogy, it feels like I've been spinning around until the world looks like it's rotating." Charlie grumbled tiredly, his hands still pressing against his throbbing temples.
"Charlie, don't overdo it. Don't rush; there's nothing so urgent that you have to torture yourself like this."
Aishia immediately approached along with Est. Her face radiated concern at seeing Charlie in such a pathetic state. Without being asked, Aishia sat beside him and offered a lap pillow on her soft thighs.
Charlie did not refuse. He rested his head, looking up at the girl's peerlessly beautiful face from below. Taking a long breath, he began to voice the anxieties hidden deep within his heart.
"You're right, Aishia. With my current power level—unless the gods release their seals—I actually don't need to fear anyone in this world. This ambition to become stronger... perhaps it's just a reflection of my anxiety regarding the next Quest, which could come at any time without warning."
On the other side, Est held Charlie's right hand tightly, gripping it as if providing a guarantee that she would always be there for him, no matter what.
"A summons to the Void Sanctuary is indeed uncertain, but that is no reason for Charlie to torture himself. You must consider the feelings of those of us who watch you suffer. It is... very uncomfortable."
Her words sounded like a reprimand, but there wasn't a hint of anger on Aishia's face. Instead, her expression was full of tenderness and care. Her hand gently stroked Charlie's white hair, a soothing motion.
"I think so too. Seeing Onii-chan like that feels the same as having my knee-high socks forcibly removed." Est added with a flat but serious face.
Hearing that, Charlie stared at her speechlessly for a few seconds before finally replying softly.
"Est, your analogy sounds very strange..."
For Est, who viewed nakedness as normal and not embarrassing, her knee-high socks were the "boundary line" that must never be crossed. She would react violently if someone tried to remove them without permission. That specific feeling of discomfort was what Est compared to seeing Charlie push himself in training.
In that comfortable silence, with his head on Aishia's lap and his hand held by Est, Charlie finally felt the tension in his body and mind slowly loosen. Perhaps, for now, resting and enjoying their presence was the right thing to do.
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Orario was indeed very prosperous, worthy of being the center of the world. It was currently around 11 AM, and except for the Entertainment District which was still quiet awaiting the night, the Main Street and other markets were packed with the hustle and bustle of merchants and pedestrians of various races.
Among the crowd, Charlie appeared inconspicuous. He managed to blend in without drawing attention—a feat considering his current reputation. As a newly promoted Level 6 adventurer with an illogical leveling speed, he should have been the center of attention wherever he went.
To avoid that situation, Charlie wore a simple disguise: a scarf covering part of his face, glasses with slightly dark lenses, and a hat covering his distinctive white hair. As a result, he turned into just another ordinary pedestrian that no one cared about.
His destination was the Claes Flower Shop.
He planned to buy flowers for the anniversary of his late wife, while also greeting the flower girl, Anna.
To this world, perhaps only a short time had passed, but from the perspective of Charlie—who had lived through a Quest in the Kaguya-sama Planar World—he felt he had missed this routine for two years.
"Hm? Is that Ais?"
Charlie's pace slowed as his gaze caught a familiar figure from behind.
Long blonde hair shimmering under the sunlight, an elegant posture, and a cold aura radiating indifference. Her beauty was so striking that people around her stole glances with a mixture of admiration and respect.
"The time I spent with Kei was longer than with Ais, who is supposed to be my girlfriend. Haaah... I'm truly a bastard."
The feeling of guilt toward the girl made him sigh deeply. Charlie couldn't greet her directly in the middle of the crowd without blowing his cover, so he decided to send a telepathic message via Spirit Arts directly into Ais's mind.
The Sword Princess's footsteps stopped instantly. After receiving the message, Ais gave a tiny, almost invisible nod in response.
Ignoring the bewildered stares of the people around her—something she was quite used to—Ais immediately changed her direction, following Charlie's instructions to a quieter place.
It didn't take long for Ais to find the secluded alley designated via telepathy. There, among the shadows of the brick walls, stood a young man whose stature, for some reason, always reminded her of her legendary father.
"Charlie."
Unconsciously, her pace quickened into a near jog. Charlie opened his arms, and Ais immediately merged into them, her face buried in that familiar shoulder.
"Ais, I missed you."
The two years of time Charlie felt simply overflowed. Without further ado, he pulled Ais's body closer and immediately silenced her lips with a deep kiss.
"...!!!"
Ais was startled but did not resist. Her body softened instantly. Her lips parted obediently, letting Charlie's tongue enter, and her own tongue began to move, learning and responding in her own awkward way.
The lung capacity of Level 6 adventurers was indeed extraordinary. They were swept away in that kiss for five full minutes, without a break for air, as if wanting to unite every separated second.
Amidst the intense embrace, Ais didn't realize Charlie's hands were stripping her white underwear down to her knees, then lifting her white sundress to her waist, exposing her pale, slender skin to the cold alley air.
Only when the sensation of something hard, warm, and foreign opened and entered her most private self did Ais snap back to reality.
"Charlie?" Her voice sounded confused, her breath hitching.
This was the first time Charlie had been so impatient and direct, as if driven by an uncontrollable emotional pressure.
"Sorry, Ais." Charlie said, his breath heavy in her ear. "I can't hold back anymore."
"Mmh~ T-this is an open space... Ah! Wh-what if someone sees?"
Ais bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the moans that wanted to escape as each of Charlie's thrusts began to drive her hips.
"Don't worry. I've set up an illusion barrier. Even if someone passes by, they won't see or hear a thing."
Hearing that assurance, Ais let go of all her worries.
"Ah... Ah~ Do... do whatever Charlie wants to me."
She wrapped her legs tightly around Charlie's waist, letting her back rest against the cold alley wall while her interior was filled by the man's warmth.
The rhythmic, wet sound of their bodies colliding filled the silence of the alley.
Ais, who was usually expressionless, now had a face adorned with a flush that bloomed from her cheeks to her ears. Her lips were parted, letting out uncontrollable sighs and short moans. Her eyes, usually cold, were now watery and blurred with pleasure and intimacy. Her gaze was vacant, as if her entire consciousness was centered on the point where her body joined with Charlie's.
Every impact Charlie delivered made Ais's body tremble violently, forcing her to hide her face in the crook of Charlie's neck to muffle the increasingly uncontrollable moans of pleasure.
Charlie's movements grew faster and wilder, as if he were venting all the mental burden he had felt during his previous training into Ais's body. Ais could only surrender, feeling the extraordinary sensations spreading to her nerve endings every time Charlie hit her deepest point.
Beneath the illusion barrier, the two were lost in a primitive and profound union in the middle of the bustle of Orario, which was only a few meters away.