[219] : Next Door Again… The Sword Shaman’s Night of Torment

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By the time Bokue left Asagi's apartment, the night had already crept past ten o'clock.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stay longer with the blonde girl.

But, on one hand, Asagi—being a classic introverted computer geek who rarely left her room—simply didn't have the same stamina as someone like Nagisa, whose body possessed a True Ancestor's resilience.

On the other hand, it really was getting late. If he lingered too long, Asagi's father might return early, only to find his precious daughter in such a…compromising position.

Bokue could already picture the enraged father purchasing a handgun on a 24-month installment plan just to end him right there and then. Better safe than sorry.

So, Bokue swiftly headed back home.

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Upon arriving, he saw the apartment's lights were still on. The bedroom door stood slightly ajar, and from inside came faint sounds of someone scrolling through videos on a smartphone.

Quietly slipping off his shoes at the entrance, Bokue walked directly toward the softly lit bedroom.

"I'm back, Nagisa," he called gently from the doorway.

"Mmm—!" came a delighted, barely suppressed squeal from inside.

As Bokue pushed open the half-open door, Nagisa leapt upright from the bed, dropping her phone aside with practiced ease. Clearly fresh from a shower, she wore nothing but a delicate silk nightgown, its fabric shimmering faintly under the soft lighting. In moments, she skipped forward, flinging herself happily into Bokue's embrace.

"Welcome home, Big Bro~!"

She clung tightly to him, nuzzling affectionately against his chest, her face rubbing playfully against his neck, much like an excited kitten greeting its beloved owner.

Bokue smiled softly, wrapping his arms securely around Nagisa, one hand holding her slender waist, the other sliding slightly lower. He paused in mild surprise at what he didn't feel beneath the smooth silk.

"Nagisa, your panties…?" he asked, raising a curious eyebrow.

"Oh, I didn't put them on~" Nagisa replied matter-of-factly, her voice casual and innocent. "I thought that if you came home really late and I accidentally fell asleep first, it'd be more convenient for you if there were no barriers in your way."

Convenient…?

Bokue mentally noted her audacious interpretation of "convenience."

But before he could respond, Nagisa playfully tilted her head downward, trailing soft kisses down his cheek, across his neck, and finally stopping just above his collarbone. She sniffed gently, her nose wrinkling slightly in displeasure.

"Hmph… You smell entirely like Asagi-san," she murmured, clearly pouting.

"Well, obviously," Bokue said lightly, gently tapping his forehead against hers. "I just came directly from her place. You didn't expect me to take a shower somewhere random on the way back, did you?"

"I suppose not," Nagisa admitted, letting out a small, dissatisfied hum. She squirmed slightly in his grasp, her warm lips brushing softly against his ear as she whispered playfully, "But that means now I need to replace Asagi-san's scent completely with my own~"

"Speaking of that…" Bokue suddenly realized something felt off. "Is Yukina still next door? Staying with her friend—Sayaka was it?"

Nagisa tilted her head slightly, thinking. "Yes, she is. When Sayaka-san came up with us earlier, it seemed clear she's definitely staying over tonight. But that can't be helped, right? After all, they're best friends reuniting after a long time. Yukina-chan just has to endure it for tonight, or…"

Nagisa's voice suddenly trailed off suggestively. Bokue raised an eyebrow at her mischievous tone. "Or what?"

"Or…" Nagisa's voice dipped lower, playfully conspiratorial, "Maybe Big Bro can use the same method we used before—like we did with Yukina-chan—to win over Sayaka-san as well?"

"Wait, what do you mean 'method'…?" Bokue's voice trailed off awkwardly as realization dawned.

Nagisa raised her thumb decisively, smiling with confident encouragement. "Exactly! Just like that!"

Bokue stared at her, speechless.

So Nagisa was suggesting he repeat what they had done previously: deliberately making intimate sounds loud enough to carry clearly through the wall, indirectly tempting Yukina—and now apparently Sayaka too—into joining their side?

That was a ridiculous idea. Sayaka clearly harbored strong reservations about him.

Plus, he wasn't exactly someone who jumped at every attractive girl in sight. He wasn't some kind of harem protagonist…

"Oh, but Big Bro, it's precisely because there's a challenge that makes it exciting," Nagisa breathed enticingly into his ear. "I have total faith in your irresistible charm~"

As she spoke, Bokue suddenly felt a subtle warmth beneath the silk nightgown where his hand rested on her delicate thighs.

Surprised, he glanced down. Nagisa's eyes had grown hazy and moist, a blush spreading vividly across her cheeks as she smiled shyly upward.

"Geez, Big Bro… your hand's so warm, you're making me all sweaty~♥"

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At the same time, in the adjacent apartment—

Inside the modestly sized bedroom, only a dim bedside lamp remained lit, casting gentle shadows on the walls.

Sayaka Kirasaka had already let her chestnut-colored hair down freely, resting comfortably in the bed spot recently occupied by Bokue himself. She wore fresh pajamas and gently patted the mattress next to her, clearly eager for Yukina to join her.

"C'mon, Yukina~ it's already late. Lights out time! It's been forever since we last shared a bed. Remember back at the Lion King Organization? I always loved holding you every night while we slept. Such good times~"

"Every night is a bit of an exaggeration…" Yukina sighed, a small sweat-drop forming on her forehead.

Sure, they had shared a bed before—but only because Yukina was much younger then. When she first met Sayaka, Yukina was barely seven years old, while Sayaka was ten. Naturally, Sayaka had assumed an older-sister role, keeping Yukina safe.

Their beds had been bunked, and Sayaka always slept on the bottom bunk. Since letting a seven-year-old sleep alone in the top bunk seemed dangerous, they'd shared the lower bunk for several years.

Eventually, Yukina grew old enough to safely sleep separately on the top bunk, so they'd stopped sleeping together long ago.

Click.

The bedside lamp flicked off, plunging the bedroom into peaceful darkness.

Yukina quietly climbed into bed beside Sayaka, asking softly, "So, Sayaka, what did Sensei say about your assignment? Did she agree?"

Sayaka hesitated slightly. "She did… basically. She gave permission for me to stay on Itogami Island and continue investigating the Black Death Emperor Faction remnants. That means I'll be staying with you for now."

Staying here… Yukina inwardly sighed. It wasn't a bad thing, exactly—but it meant the special alone time she'd been quietly sharing with Bokue would be put on pause for now.

Just as she considered this, faint yet unmistakable sounds floated clearly through the thin apartment walls:

"Ahh~ Big Bro… you're so hot, there's…so much… Nagisa is going to… ahh~!!"

Yukina stiffened silently, her breath involuntarily quickening as heat rose to her face.

Those two… had started again. Right after Bokue got home?

Trying desperately to control her now-racing pulse, Yukina took a deep, calming breath, struggling to ignore the enticing, muffled sounds from next door.

No… Not yet. At least wait until Sayaka falls asleep first…

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