"..."
Gojo's ocular apertures expanded to their maximum physical parameters.
His recollection subroutines suddenly retrieved a historical data segment detailing a conversation executed inside a sushi establishment exactly six months prior.
Gin had recently cleared a highly high-risk clinical pharmaceutical trial, resulting in his pigmentation shifting from gold to silver, an anomaly he had attempted to minimize and obscure with a light-amplitude verbal brush-off.
And Gojo—who typically operated under a permanent settings matrix of cynical playfulness and total detachment regarding any external variables—had manifested a rare, high-intensity spike in his anger parameters.
"Assuming your chassis encounters a total loss scenario, an entity exists who will register profound psychological damage as a direct post-effect."
During that specific timeline, he had functioned as the talkative, over-processing node, harboring a high-density concern loop that the opposite chassis might initialize a random termination sequence at any microsecond.
Summing up the current data, the labor-standard elite's internal programming at this current coordinate...
Was highly probable to mirror his own historical status with absolute fidelity, correct?
The microsecond that realization integrated into his core, the radian governing his lip line expanded exponentially, ultimately detonating into an elite-tier, brilliant smile that bordered on visually blinding.
Gojo executed a high-velocity stride forward, his upper limb naturally deploying to hook around Gin's cervical frame, establishing a textbook baseline of peak brotherhood metrics: "The analytical data is verified; Gin-chan remains the absolute premium asset within my network after all~"
"...Hmph, a thoroughly performative entity."
"Shifting parameters—did your system re-initialize a clinical pharmaceutical trial sequence during this past six-month timeline?"
"A statistical impossibility." Gin deployed considerable structural effort to peel the high-mass clinging asset from his chassis: "Following the administrative migration to oversee Pisco's offensive tactical cell, simply neutralizing the administrative disasters his profile generated consumed exactly three months."
Wielding his current status as the gold-tier assassin whose reliability metrics the Boss consistently rewarded with elevated access clearance, Gin had effectively scaled up his decision-making authority within the Tokyo organization headquarters. Concurrently, due to his astronomically high "Rat-Neutralization Velocity," his profile had accumulated a high volume of attention parameters from alternate Codename assets.
He dropped his vocal amplitude into a frozen zone: "That archaic entity had degraded to a tier where his functional output was strictly limited to directing conglomerate finance operations."
"Hey, hey, eliminate that formatting from the board! Do not pass over the reality that my personal profile is likewise actively directing a conglomerate finance operation, you know!"
"Is that a verified fact? From my sector's viewpoint, your vessel projects an excessive volume of idle processing cycles." Gin initiated a downward adjustment of his headwear brim, executing a total body rotation; his silver hair cascaded downward precisely like a frozen, razor-sharp waterfall: "Terminate this protracted delay routine; initialize locomotion."
"Locomotion? Target coordinate?"
"..." Gin's communication loop stalled from absolute speechlessness: "Did your secondary personality interface execute a high-velocity impact that permanently compromised your primary processing core?"
Because the latency delay required to fully synchronize the primary body's memory archives was still finalizing its buffering loop, Gojo only at this microsecond retrieved the baseline blueprint detailing why Shiro had initialized an intersection protocol with Gin.
During the early morning hours of the prior calendar day, Vermouth had routed a communication packet to his terminal.
The core semantic content indicated that she was scheduled to execute a long-term tactical assignment, mandating a baseline residency within the Japanese sector spanning at least two to three months.
Prior to this timeline, her tracking matrix had been confined to the American and Italian sectors.
The microsecond her sensors captured the data update that Satoru Gojo had repatriated to the Japanese grid to dedicate his processing power toward scaling up his clan assets, her engagement parameters experienced an immediate surge—
「My dear Kaiser & pretty boy,
Temporal currents maintain a distinct preference for inflicting mockery upon retro-focused entities, don't they.
Periodically, my system experiences a minor motivation to initialize a retrospective data exchange with a juvenile companion.
Your current configuration has successfully cleared the legal threshold to ingest ethanol compounds, correct?
16:00 Hours, Velvet Haze. Absolute zero tolerance for a non-attendance parameter.
——Vermouth」
Velvet Haze—alternatively logged across the database as the Velvet Mist—constituted a specialized lounge facility, officially mapped as one of the organization's covert headquarters within the Tokyo zone.
Tracing the historical timeline back, although Gojo had likewise occupied the American sector a sequence of years prior, his network had maintained near-zero operational intersection with the Witch of a Thousand Faces. His knowledge base simply contained the file that she utilized the identity of Chris Vineyard—offspring of Sharon—to engineer an exceptionally high-profile, apex-tier footprint within the global entertainment industry.
Mnn... as for the continuous stream of communication packets routed by Calvados stating: "Ugh-wuaaa, the Goddess has once again flagged my transmission as 'Read' while withholding any vocal or textual response; Kaiser-sama, optimize my tactical routing protocol," that data point is restricted from entering the active discussion queue.
The proxy AI, Shiro, upon scanning Vermouth's transmission, had likewise calculated a high-entertainment motivation, prompting it to authorize the attendance protocol. It had subsequently demonstrated an excessive lack of structural caution by querying Gin whether his chassis intended to synchronize travel plans. As it occurred, Gin's active log mandated a transit to Velvet Haze today to extract a tactical data storage device from two alternate Codename assets to finalize a transaction sequence, prompting him to consent to the joint locomotion loop.
The eventual output: shortly after Shiro deployed onto the grid, its pattern variance was instantly decrypted by Gin's filtration models, forcing an abrupt, regrettable de-activation of the proxy script.
The current chronometer interface indicated exactly twenty minutes remaining before the 16:00 milestone.
Gojo engaged his processing units to calculate whether his primary vessel should execute the attendance protocol at the lounge.
He and Vermouth had cleared a temporal gap nearing an absolute decade without a single face-to-face intersection; baseline interactions across that timeline were strictly limited to textual packets and vocal telecommunications.
However, his predictive modeling regarding that woman's hardcoded preference for premium visual aesthetics remained exceptionally absolute. Provided a face-to-face intersection was achieved, the probability of harvesting a massive quantity of Impression Points was highly optimal.
The singular bottleneck blocking the path was...
"Even assuming the interaction with Vermouth is limited to a brief retrospective data exchange, the temporal countdown waits for zero entities, you know."
Gojo generated a minor anxiety loop regarding how the medical practitioners would compile their diagnostic report after his academy avatar executed the blackout sequence.
Under an absolute worst-case projection... is it mathematically possible that when his consciousness re-engages that node, his sensory layout will log the interior parameters of a morgue facility?
The system interface materialized across his mental field, deploying a stabilization routine: [Host, dismiss this anxiety vector. This specific performance variance underwent complete hazard-modeling during our prior development phase. Because the volume of hosts deploying Avatar Cards is astronomically vast, the requirement to execute an emergency consciousness transformation across the bridge is exceptionally high-frequency.]
[Consequently, even assuming the deployment of the absolute peak-tier medical staff paired with maximum-resolution analytical hardware, the matrix remains functionally incapable of decrypting the structural anomalies of an Avatar chassis. The definitive output will optimize at a maximum classification of acute low blood sugar or extreme physiological exhaustion, ensuring the host evades any unwanted tracking focus.]
"Evaluating that protocol, the logistical friction is significantly minimized."
Though the data verified that reality, Gojo intended to maintain a strict audit of his temporal allocation, executing a re-entry routine into the academy avatar at the earliest optimal microsecond.
It required zero advanced calculation to predict that, given the collective idiocy metrics hardcoded into those five entities, they were highly probable to hypothesize that his biological life cycle was encountering a termination sequence, causing their processors to spin into a state of chaotic panic.
"...After all, the relationship has officially cleared the initialization phase to lock in the 'Friend' status, you know."
Allowing a microsecond of performative internal guilt to run its course, Gojo hoisted his cranial frame, only to discover that the silver-haired assassin had already established a significant spatial gap, leaving him with a view of a retreating coat profile.
"Hey, hey, suspend your locomotion sequence, wait for my coordinates!"
He rapidly accelerated to calibrate his positioning, discharging a grievance packet: "What specific rationale dictates your locomotion velocity being set to such an elevated tier?"
Gin routed a lateral glance toward his vector, delivering a thoroughly stabilized vocal output: "Failing to maintain an accelerated velocity profile introduces the hazard that your secondary personality interface might re-initialize a tracking loop to close the gap."
Gojo: "..."
That masculine entity appeared to maintain a permanent lockout against any humor subroutines, yet he consistently managed to inject a high-precision sarcastic payload at the most unpredicted coordinates.
"In that case, your sector is mandated to maintain maximum security protocols, Gin-chan."
Gojo deployed a malicious smirk: "During the nocturnal phase, your processor had best authorize your ocular shutters to remain completely disengaged throughout the sleep cycle. Otherwise, the microsecond my secondary personality interface boots up onto the active grid, it commands a high probability of infiltrating your bedding architecture~"
"...Dare to access that coordinate and my system fully mandates your ballistic elimination."
Gin: Your verbal formulation implies that, in the absolute absence of a secondary personality interface, your primary chassis lacks the unhinged behavioral script required to execute that exact maneuver.
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