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"Ahn…! Mmh—Ahh~~ !!"
In the bedroom, accompanied by a suppressed moan quickly escalating into a full, high-pitched release, a certain blonde girl finally completed this morning's "workout" session.
Like she had just finished running an exhilarating full-length marathon, Asagi Aiba collapsed back onto the bed, completely drained and exhausted, landing butt-first with a gentle bounce.
Why did she land butt-first? Because every other part of her body had already collapsed onto the mattress long before, unable to support even the slightest movement. It was only her waist, held securely by Bokue, that had retained any upward mobility.
The moment he stopped supporting her, she immediately slumped fully onto the bed like a salted fish that had lost all hope in life.
"Haa… haa…"
The golden-haired girl panted heavily, breathless. With tremendous effort, she weakly lifted her left hand, brushing away the sweat-soaked bangs clinging to her forehead.
Although pulling back her bangs revealed a rather disheveled look, Asagi didn't care much about her image at this point. After all, she'd already reached this embarrassing state—there was hardly any dignity left to salvage.
Moreover, this was her own bedroom. Apart from herself, the only other living person here had already seen every possible side of her: passionate, lost in pleasure, completely unguarded...
In short, she no longer had to worry about maintaining her image in front of Bokue. That had long since disappeared.
"Hey, Bokue…"
Once her breathing had slightly calmed down, Asagi turned her head with some difficulty toward the doorway, where the young man had just returned from downstairs with a glass of water. But upon seeing him clearly, her eyes widened abruptly, and her words halted mid-sentence.
Now that she thought about it, it was rather strange. Despite this being only Bokue's second visit to her apartment since she'd moved to Itogami Island, he already seemed remarkably familiar with the layout and where everything was placed. Fetching a glass of water or some milk posed absolutely no challenge for him.
He moved around with complete ease—as if he were right at home.
Then again, that wasn't too surprising. Last time he came over, she'd already guided him around extensively.
For example—
"Bokue, I'm so thirsty…"
"Bokue, I'm so hot; my whole body's covered in sweat…"
"Bokue, let me use the bathroom first—I really can't hold it anymore…"
"It's all your fault, Bokue. The floor's a mess! Go get a mop, quickly…"
She'd even realized that since it was his first visit, merely telling him the locations of things wouldn't help. Thus, she'd willingly become his "personal guide," indicating clearly where everything was as they moved around the apartment.
As for exactly how she'd shown him around… well, let's leave that unspoken. Those who know, know. In any case, after all of that, he'd naturally become completely familiar with her place.
But still—no matter how familiar he might've become, surely he wouldn't—
"Bokue, you… did you really go downstairs completely naked just to get some water?"
Watching Bokue casually strolling into the bedroom holding a glass of water, calmly showing off his flawlessly proportioned physique, Asagi couldn't help but twitch her lips awkwardly.
Granted, at this time her father—already buried in work—had surely left for his office hours ago. But her dear mom was still home! If Bokue were caught walking around stark naked…
"Your mom seems to be in the bath. When I went out the bedroom door, I could hear running water downstairs," Bokue calmly explained, unruffled.
"And since I wasn't sure exactly when she might come out, I figured it was quicker just to hurry downstairs, grab the water, and come back up immediately."
In other words, rather than risk the awkwardness of running into her mom fully clothed, he'd decided that making sure no one saw him at all was actually the safest choice.
Uhh…
The blonde girl's lips twitched again helplessly. She couldn't find any logical flaws in his reasoning, so after several futile attempts to refute him, she managed only a weak admonishment:
"Anyway, next time you go downstairs—no, next time you even leave this bedroom, put your clothes on properly!"
"Ah, understood. So as long as I'm inside this bedroom, clothes are optional, huh? Interesting preference, Asagi~"
Bokue teased her, deadpan.
Instantly, Asagi's small face burned even hotter. She opened her mouth to protest, but before she could speak, Bokue sat on the edge of the bed beside her, tenderly lifting her into his embrace. The glass of warm water was already gently pressed against her lips.
Gulp.
All of Asagi's intended protests were quickly washed away and swallowed down with the warm water.
Forget it. Whatever. No clothes it is, then. After all, he'd already seen everything there was to see, and tasted everything he shouldn't have…
After feeding most of the water to the blonde girl, Bokue drank the last mouthful himself and placed the empty glass onto the bedside table.
Then he smoothly climbed back onto the bed, scooping up Asagi once more and repositioning her comfortably on his lap.
This sudden movement startled her instantly.
"Hey, wait, wait, wait—surely you don't intend to continue again right now…?"
She genuinely couldn't handle anymore at this point. True, Bokue's spiritual power could repair her strained muscles, and even if she was exhausted, she could lazily let Bokue take control and guide their movements. But there was a limit to her capacity, alright? She was already completely full—any more and she'd probably burst.
Literally overflowing.
"Of course not. What are you even thinking?"
Bokue spun her around to face him, interlacing their fingers together and igniting a gentle golden glow of spiritual energy.
"Asagi, didn't you want to learn Onmyōjutsu? I previously mentioned you needed to start by sensing spiritual energy. Now's the perfect time, while you're still in your 'post-clarity' state, to take the first step. It's like exercising; even though you need proper nutrition to grow, you still need to train. If you just consume without training—"
He paused suddenly, reconsidering his analogy. After all, considering Kuroka's precedent, maybe one really could just "consume" without training…
As long as she consumed enough, it might just work out—
"Anyway, can you feel it now?"
Like using one lit torch to ignite another, the golden spiritual flame from Bokue's fingertips spread gently to the blonde girl intertwined with him, causing small specks of delicate blue starlight to shimmer faintly around Asagi.
Though the glow was faint, appearing almost negligible compared to Bokue's blazing golden spiritual energy that flowed like molten gold, she undeniably felt her own spiritual power now.
At the same time, the tracking spell previously engraved in Asagi's palm began to emit a gentle luminescence.
"This… Can I actually use it now?"
Asagi opened her hand, gazing at the softly glowing mark in astonishment.
Bokue shrugged slightly. "Want to give it a try?"
"Mm…"
Recalling yesterday's sudden teleportation that had dropped her right into the bath, Asagi cautiously aimed her palm at the soft mattress behind her.
While Bokue had caught her easily, she doubted her own ability to catch him. Had their positions been reversed yesterday, she'd probably have gone from Asagi Aiba to Asagi Sauce on the spot.
Alright, perhaps that was an exaggeration—but at the very least, injuries would be unavoidable.
"Umm… mmm~ nnn!!"
Asagi made a series of straining noises, like someone desperately constipated. But no matter how hard she concentrated, the teleportation spell refused to activate.
Her small face flushed bright red, and she finally slumped forward, gasping in exhaustion.
"Eh, why? I clearly put all my spiritual energy into it—so why didn't it work?"
"It just means you still don't have enough," Bokue explained casually.
"The larger the object you teleport—or the greater the distance—the more energy you need. Plus, spiritual power is essentially a combination of physical and mental energy. You're currently drained, so it's natural you can't perform at your best."
"Then… then what do I do?"
"Eat more. Practice more."
"..."
She rolled her eyes, cheeks flushed again. He'd returned to that damned analogy again.
But just at that moment, a cheerful female voice drifted up from downstairs:
"Asagi~ Bokue~ Are you two finished yet? Ready to get up? Breakfast's already done~!"
"Eh…!?"
Her mom's voice instantly threw Asagi into total panic.
Calling for her was understandable, but why would Mom know Bokue was here too?!
Bokue lightly slapped his forehead, realization dawning belatedly:
"Oops, sorry—I forgot to put up a soundproof barrier earlier."
"..."
I wanna die right now!!!
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