"You are all idiots."
Suzuki sighed, thinking that all of their attempts were meaningless since his Deleted Frame was really that powerful, which mimicked King Crimson's ability. It was practically impossible to catch him, especially when he knew when, where, and how they made their attacks.
Manager.
Yes, while his Frame Deletion was powerful, making him practically able to move instantly, his invincibility stemmed from the Manager, which helped him read, collect, and process all the data in his surroundings, enabling him to calculate the exact trajectory and impact zone of the enemy's attack in 0.001 seconds.
If he made it simpler, he could read the future.
No, it wasn't like a unique ability or anything; it was just a mathematical thing.
Instead of relying on destiny or having the universe help him, he took the universe's physics, crushed them into an algorithm, and used them to dictate reality.
He wasn't a god who could see the future. He was a CEO who read the market data and manipulated the stock before anyone else even knew the market was open.
Yet, with the Manager, which was practically an AI, a supercomputer, or many other things that were equal to or beyond it, it wouldn't be wrong to say that he was god.
'This ability reminds me of Laplace's Demon.'
Laplace's demon is a 1814 thought experiment by Pierre-Simon Laplace proposing that a super-intelligence, knowing the precise position and momentum of every particle in the universe, plus all the acting forces, could calculate the entire past and future, which exemplifies scientific determinism, suggesting that all events are predictable based on Newton's laws.
So, what did he want to say?
With the mathematics and AI-like ability in his mind, Suzuki could practically see the future, like King Crimson's Epitaph ability, but in a different way.
So, even if Suzuki had hundreds of people facing him with their swords and spears, attempting to swarm him, he was completely calm.
Laplace's Engine.
As this ability was activated, the Manager was automatically activated as well. Time dilated. It simultaneously mapped the muscle tension, foot placement, and weapon trajectories of hundreds of men and generated a 3D probability map for every incoming strike.
"Amazing..."
Suzuki wasn't sure how strong Gojo's Six Eyes were, but he believed his Manager didn't even lose to them.
'When everything is over, let's make money.'
Yup, as he had realized this ability, he knew that this was the key to making a lot of money, yet, frankly, without a doubt, his act of his that thought of something else within his mind despite being surrounded by many people, who wanted to kill him, was an ultimate show of arrogance and also humilated everyone, since it also showed that no matter how hard they tried, it was just impossible for them even to touch his hoodie.
"DIEEEEEEE!"
"I WILL AIM FOR HIS LEG!"
"EYES! MAKE HIM BLIND!"
No one hesitated, and they used everything they had to stop Suzuki, yet his expression didn't change. He was as calm as ever. Still, he didn't fight them one by one; instead, he programmed a sequence of Frame Deletions.
"Well, trash. Let me show you why I am on another level than all of you."
If it were before, Suzuki wouldn't even say such crude words, but as they all wanted to make him disabled, ugly, and all other things, then he wouldn't show mercy, and showed them that no matter how hard they tried, in the end, they all would become his tools for his ambitions!
Suzuki skipped through the crowd like a glitching video game character. He deleted the travel time between enemies, manifesting directly in their blind spots for exactly one frame. In that frame, his Mach-accelerated punches deliver a precise kinetic tap to their median nerves or weapon shafts.
Then, within 4 seconds, fifty men collapsed to the ground, paralyzed by nerve shock, their weapons shattered.
Crack! Boom! Crack! Boom!
"Guwah!"
"ARGGGGH, MY ARM!"
"MY LEG!"
Naturally, some had their legs broken; some had their arms crushed; and some were crushed on the ground as they curled up like a shrimp.
Meanwhile, Suzuki was as spotless as ever, completely unscathed, like he walked in the park despite how bizarre his movement technique was.
"...." Mai and Maki.
"King Crimson..."
Even though the two of them had seen Suzuki's techniques so many times, watching him crush everyone like he was a glitching video game character was just a bizarre thing.
"...his technique is just different."
"Yeah."
Yes, they were worried about him, but it seemed Suzuki proved them wrong since it seemed he had a chance to completely crush the entire Zenin Clan members just before the dinner—
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!
"Suzuki-niisan!"
As Mai was dumbfounded, Maki shouted in alarm as two gigantic earth arms suddenly emerged and crushed Suzuki to pieces.
"Hohoho..."
A short, elderly man, who had been hiding, walked out as he looked at his Suzuki with amusement. "You, young people, are too hasty. Learn some humility, okay?"
"Suzuki-san..."
Another young man with spiky hair, which he tied in a ponytail, looked at the scene, disturbed, before shaking his head, making up his mind, as he knew well that Suzuki brought chaos to the clan.
Meanwhile, another man, who appeared imposing, was completely silent, like a great wall that would crush anything.
"The Hei..."
Maki had a nervous expression as she looked at the three figures that suddenly emerged after Suzuki crushed all the members of the Kukuri squads in just four seconds.
"But he is strong."
The imposing man looked at the result of Suzuki's technique and nodded, then shook his head. "Unfortunately, he has walked into a stray path."
No one thought Suzuki's path was correct, as he walked down a path no one had ever walked, and instead of focusing on the traditional technique like his father, he tried dabbling in useless things, which was the reason for his defeat.
"Oh my, the Hei squad? How scary~!"
"....." Everyone.
At that moment, everyone was silent, startled, as a figure emerged from the cloud of dust. As always, Suzuki appeared spotless, yet even so, without a doubt, his expression annoyed them so much.
"I am so scared, so I have to get a little serious, okay? I don't want to die, after all."
Yet, despite saying so, his expression was as calm as ever, and he even mocked the three.
Chojiro, Ranta, and Jinichi were annoyed, but—
"Old man, you old people should just rest and leave the rest to the young. "
Suddenly, Suzuki appeared in front of Chojiro and kindly said, "But, if you can't rest, then I will help you to rest well~!"
His fist was high up, then smashed into Chojiro's face!
"...eh?"
Chojuro was a decent martial artist, yet even so, facing this fist that moved at the speed of Mach, he was just crushed like everyone else.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!
The battle has just begun!