The fresh scent of roses lingered around the front door as the bell chimed. A young woman stood behind the counter, smiling warmly at a customer who was just leaving.
That quiet grace instantly caught Satoru's attention. The subtle tilt of his blindfolded head gave away a sudden skip in his chest, catching him entirely off guard.
Back at the counter, a quiet warmth bloomed in Akari's chest the moment she sensed him looking her way. She gave him a polite nod, causing Satoru to freeze. His cheeks flushed unexpectedly as he braced himself and strode into the shop.
As he reached the counter, he hesitated for a second before blurting out a request to buy flowers.
"I'll take those," Gojo said, his voice a little stiff as he gestured blindly to a massive bundle of golden sunflowers while adjusting his blindfold.
Akari tilted her head with curiosity. "If you don't mind me asking, what on earth are these for?"
Gojo grinned awkwardly, clearing his throat to regain his usual untouchable posture. "Ah, well. You know. It's for the shrine."
Akari let out an unexpected chuckle at his response.
"Sorry about that. But I'd suggest these instead." She laid down a stack of white and yellow chrysanthemums, professionally wrapping them into a proper bouquet for him.
A slow, genuine smile spread across his face as he stared at her, caught completely off guard by her warm reaction.
"You know... you seem very familiar. Have we met before?" Akari asked.
"Maybe in a past life," Gojo replied smoothly. Then, his tone dropped gently to a whisper as he accepted the flowers. "Actually... I'm Gojo Satoru."
Akari flushed, the name suddenly striking a sharp, familiar chord in the back of her mind.
Before she could fully trace the thought, he gave a casual, finger-gun salute and turned toward the door.
"I'll be dropping by often. The flowers... for the shrine."
From then on, it became his daily habit to buy flowers for the shrine nearby. The bell chimed once more, leaving the lingering scent of fresh chrysanthemums in the air.
Suddenly, a flash of images rushed before Akari's eyes—blurred, yet completely overwhelming with raw cursed energy. She stared down at the counter where a faint trace of residual energy still shimmered like a heat haze.
Wait a minute... He's that guy from Jujutsu Society.
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