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From around eight in the morning until the sun climbed high into the sky, by the time Asagi Aiba finally opened her eyes, it was already half-past nine.
Speaking of which, it was pretty incredible. As an ultimate shut-in who typically spent double-digit hours daily sitting in front of a computer, her physical condition, though not terrible, couldn't exactly be called good either. At most, she might be slightly better than the average office worker.
According to her assumptions, after yesterday afternoon's extensive "exercise," she should have woken up with every muscle screaming in pain today.
In the worst-case scenario, she wouldn't even have had to wait until the next day—just sleeping through the night could have been torture enough to wake her with pain.
But reality was surprisingly different. Not only did Asagi not feel any discomfort throughout the night, but she also enjoyed exceptionally restful sleep. When she finally woke, her mind felt like a crystal-clear sky freshly washed clean after a downpour.
This clarity caused her heart to skip a beat heavily the moment she opened her eyes and saw Bokue's face right next to hers.
Fortunately, it was just a single, brief thump before she immediately came back to her senses.
"Eh? Bokue, when did you get here?"
"About an hour and a half ago."
As Bokue said this, he lay on his side facing the recently awakened blonde girl. They quietly gazed into each other's eyes, noses separated by less than two inches, their breaths gently mingling.
Gulp.
Asagi didn't speak, but she audibly swallowed, her fair cheeks quickly flushing bright red.
"Ah… what's going on… Why do I suddenly feel so… um… strange..."
A peculiar heat surged up slowly but inexorably, like bubbling magma. This sensation momentarily flustered the blonde girl.
This feeling was exactly the same as yesterday afternoon, when she'd been desperately clinging to Bokue and gasping for breath. At the time, she hadn't yet completely lost herself, so she vividly remembered the sensations her body instinctively memorized.
But… why now?
Even though yesterday it was understandable since they'd been alone and Bokue had intimately traced symbols onto her palm, this time they'd only been awake and looking at each other for less than a minute, right?
How could just a short moment of eye contact spark this feeling again? Could it be that she'd already become that kind of lewd girl?
Her cheeks turned redder still as her legs shifted nervously beneath the covers.
Bokue inwardly sighed, feeling mildly guilty.
This was completely his fault.
As Kuroka had previously explained, any woman who received his spiritual energy was automatically imprinted with an instinct to "replenish mana." It was akin to a shrine maiden who, after receiving a God's blessing once, would always instinctively feel comfortable and warmed when enveloped in divine power again.
Essentially, their bodies became primed and ready to receive further blessings.
Bokue's power functioned on precisely the same principle.
Yesterday, he'd directly drawn spells on Asagi's palm, integrating them into her energy circuit, and had even poured in a huge amount of "blessings," effectively completing both "opening" and "reshaping" in one go.
Simply put, Asagi was now thoroughly reshaped by him.
"Forget it, come here."
Bokue gently grasped her slender waist, intending to pull her over onto himself.
Realizing what he planned to do, Asagi jolted slightly in panic.
"W-wait! After yesterday's intensity, if we keep doing this today, my body will… Huh?"
Surprisingly, moving her body didn't trigger the expected pain. In fact, her limbs felt even lighter and more agile than usual.
Holding her firmly, Bokue sat up with Asagi straddling his lap, then reached up and affectionately pinched her cheek.
"Of course it doesn't hurt. Before leaving yesterday, I specifically used spiritual energy to repair your strained muscles, precisely so you wouldn't wake up in pain today."
"Eh, repair? You mean something like healing magic?"
Asagi blinked cluelessly.
"Not exactly. There's some difference."
Bokue explained vaguely.
Healing magic essentially stimulated cell activity, using mana as a replacement for bodily nutrients, accelerating cellular regeneration and promoting rapid recovery—like running your body at several times its normal speed. It allowed wounds to heal before blood loss became fatal.
His method, however, leaned more toward a Jujutsu Sorcerer's Reverse Cursed Technique, directly converting cursed energy into new flesh, essentially "cell reconstruction."
Given Bokue's overwhelmingly vast mana reserve, he could perform this at will, as much as he liked.
As for why he'd never used it on Kuroka, it was because if she knew about such an amazing trick, their "daily three-hour kitten-making session" would instantly turn into a "24-hour unlimited kitten-making festival."
"Oh, right. Also, Asagi, didn't you say you wanted to quickly learn to control spiritual power?"
"Huh?"
Her pajama top lifted, Asagi—her face already burning red—tightly hugged Bokue's neck. She paused for three or four seconds, her mind lagging, before she finally reacted when the last button was unfastened.
"Wait… are you saying doing this sort of thing actually helps spiritual power growth?"
"That's exactly right. Would you believe me if I told you so?"
Bokue deliberately stopped his hands.
Asagi hesitated for a moment without immediately answering. Her cheeks burned hotter than ever, her lovely wine-red eyes filled with embarrassment as she shyly glanced aside.
"I… Well, I don't mind anymore anyway. After all, I've already given everything to you… If you're tricking me, then fine, I'm already yours… Besides, yesterday evening Mom and I had a talk, and she seems pretty supportive of us being together, so…"
Under the overwhelming influence of bashfulness, the blonde girl's voice gradually grew quieter, yet softer and more tender, until it finally ended in a barely audible whisper next to his ear.
"Anyway, my whole life is yours now…"
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At the same moment, around 8.9 kilometers away from the Aiba residence, at Himeragi's apartment:
Having already washed, eaten breakfast, and neatly dressed, Yukina Himeragi stood ready at the entrance hall, only needing to put on her shoes before leaving. Checking her phone's clock, she anxiously tapped her foot on the floor.
Honestly, he promised we'd go shopping together today. It's already past eight, and he's still not here?
Never mind, I'll just leave first.
Thinking this, Yukina put away her phone, put on her shoes, and stepped out, turning right from the door.
A few seconds later, the neighboring apartment's door swung open, and the familiar voice of a certain True Ancestor girl drifted out.
"Oh? Yukina, are we leaving already? Where's Bokue nii-san?"
"He hasn't come back yet. Let's go ahead; he can find us later. I'm done waiting."
"Okay~ Then just let me quickly grab my things. Hold on one sec, Yukina-chan!"
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