What exactly was it?
What was it that provoked that uncomfortable sensation, that slight distrust that didn't quite disappear when observing that man?
Aku didn't look away.
His purple eyes, dark as two silent abysses, remained fixed on him as he analyzed him calmly, without hurry.
It wasn't the first time he had evaluated someone, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. His expression remained neutral, almost indifferent, but his mind didn't stop moving.
He observed his posture, relaxed but firm. The way he spoke, measuring each word without seeming rigid.
Even the way he breathed, constant, controlled. Everything about him transmitted security, a kind of confidence that didn't need to impose itself to be noticed.
And yet, there was something more.
Something that didn't quite fit.
Aku barely narrowed his eyes, trying to find a crack, an inconsistency, any detail that would betray what his instinct was pointing out without being able to explain. But he found nothing.
