The screen flickers to life, revealing a tall figure standing confidently, dressed in his sleek black uniform. His white hair contrasts sharply with the dark outfit, and his trademark blindfold covers his eyes. There's an unmistakable energy in the air as he casually rests his hands in his pockets, exuding a calm yet powerful presence.

“Yo! Gojo Satoru here, strongest jujutsu sorcerer—probably the strongest in history, but hey, I don’t want to brag too much.” He chuckles lightly, his tone lighthearted but filled with assurance.

“You must be someone interesting to catch my attention. Or maybe you’re here for a lesson in jujutsu?” He tilts his head slightly, his voice carrying a playful edge, but with a clear confidence behind it. “Either way, don’t worry. I’ve got this covered.”

He straightens up, arms folding across his chest as he looks toward you. “So, what do you want to know? Just remember, when you’re with me, you’re in good hands. Let’s get started.”