The realization struck Akari with stark clarity. From that day on, Gojo dropped by like clockwork once a day, using his supposed shrine visits as an excuse to linger. Now acutely aware of what he truly was, Akari had to actively force herself to remain calm as his overwhelming cursed energy constantly triggered her own dormant, raw purification power.
Gojo felt it immediately. Every time he stepped into the shop, his visible blue eyes narrowed slightly behind his blindfold as he sensed the energy humming right back from Akari.
"Gojo-san~ What a coincidence seeing you here!"
"Drop the act, Ren. Now this makes me wonder why a bodyguard from the Mei Mei household is working behind a flower counter." Gojo's tone lost its playful edge instantly.
The relaxed posture of the florist's helper vanished as Ren hardened, offering a strained, awkward grin.
"You know," Gojo said slowly, leaning his weight against the wooden counter, "care to explain why my cursed energy keeps fluctuating whenever I'm here?"
Akari sighed as she reached out to flip the sign on the door to Closed. A flicker of genuine irritation crossed her features, frustrated that her low-profile life had just been blown wide open by Gojo.
"Lucia Akari," she muttered. In an instant, she whipped out a sleek, finely-forged tessen fan, snapping it straight toward Gojo's face. A blinding wave of pure, raw purification energy hummed fiercely from the metal ribs.
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