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I Sealed Sukuna’s Finger#469+470: Crazy Four-Player Squad! The Living Room Becomes a Pool!
🕑 Added 2025-10-30 12:21:48 +0000 UTCSayaka's rationality only lasted the first ten minutes. During those initial ten minutes, she'd tried multiple times to make Bokue stop, to no avail.
After ten minutes, once her first successful summit began, the Sword Shaman girl abandoned rationality entirely, completely succumbing to dance along with that joyful melody.
So by the time the apartment's commotion returned to calm, an hour and a half had already passed.
Now, what shone through the window was no longer afternoon sunlight tinged with red—it had become the fiery glow of sunset.
On the sofa, Bokue's hands still wrapped around the girl's waist in his embrace.
But perhaps due to the excessive stamina drain from an hour and a half of high-intensity dancing, Sayaka's entire upper body had completely arched backward—like practicing a backbend.
The two remained frozen in this posture, like the end of a ballet performance.
Just compared to the balance and stability required for backbend moves in dance and gymnastics, Sayaka's current state couldn't remotely be called balanced or stable—she'd simply collapsed backward, hanging upside down in midair.
In fact, if Bokue weren't still helping support and hold her, the Sword Shaman girl would probably already be lying flat on the floor.
She remained motionless, as if having completely lost consciousness.
Oh wait, no "as if."
She had lost consciousness.
Having stopped dancing, Bokue leaned down to lift Sayaka, just withdrawing to place her on the sofa beside them, letting the Sword Shaman girl rest for a bit first.
At the same moment, sounds of a doorknob turning came from the apartment entrance.
Earlier, after Nagisa had helped them open the door, she hadn't locked it again. So even without a key, the security door could be opened directly from outside.
Though somewhat dangerous from a safety perspective, considering both households on this entire floor were similar-aged girls, it didn't really matter.
The next second, the security door was slowly pushed open from outside. Two small heads peeked in from beyond the door.
Precisely Nagisa and Yukina who'd been waiting next door for quite a while.
"Wow~"
Lightly sniffing to catch the rich fringe flower fragrance in the living room air, Nagisa drew out her tone with a suggestive sound.
She'd been listening clearly with her ear pressed to the wall the entire time, naturally knowing how intense the battle situation had been inside the apartment over the past hour-plus.
They'd practically been fighting to the death in a direction heading toward casualties.
Now catching such strong gunpowder scent—mmm... looked like they'd expended massive ammunition indeed...
"Then we're coming in,"
Completely unconcerned that battle had just ended in the living room, Nagisa directly pushed open the door and entered somewhat impatiently. Her small feet tapped across the floor—
Bokue on the sofa looked toward the sound, but after just one glance his mouth twitched.
"Wait, you're coming over is one thing, Nagisa, but why aren't you even wearing..."
"Hmm? Is there a problem?"
Nagisa tilted her head.
"We'd only wear them for the very beginning anyway. They'd come off right away... right? Besides, on this entire floor, the only people who'd come are Oniisan, Sayaka-san, Yukina-chan, and me... oh right, Asagi-neesan has come too."
"But what does that matter~"
The Primogenitor girl suddenly changed tack.
"With just us few, it doesn't really matter how we dress in front of Oniisan!"
Bokue: "..."
Fair point, but didn't need to go this far, right?
He'd just thought this when Nagisa suddenly turned to glance behind her, only to see a certain Sword Shaman girl still standing outside the entrance. Her face flushed, she hesitantly peeked just half her body around the doorframe.
"Eh? Mou~ seriously, why is Yukina-chan still outside? Hurry up and come in."
As if slightly dissatisfied with her friend's restraint, Nagisa turned around with pursed lips and beckoned.
"Sayaka-san has already fallen before Oniisan! Next, we must bravely rush to the battlefield! A new storm has appeared—how can we stand still??"
"..."
Just listening to those words felt quite rousing—like a brave hero inheriting her predecessor's will, preparing to party up and challenge the Demon King.
But once you connected that this young hero actually planned to directly offer herself to the Demon King—even wholeheartedly wanted to become Bokue the Great Demon King's exclusive... well, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
"I... it's just..."
Though it hadn't even started yet, the Sword Shaman girl outside the door was already covered in blush. Nearly her entire body hid behind the wall, revealing only the upper half of her face above the nose bridge plus a tiny bit of pale shoulder. Her eyes darted evasively.
Hmm??
As Yukina-chan's good friend, Nagisa understood her friend's thoughts with just one look.
So she pattered back to the entrance, placing both hands on her hips as she puffed out her cheeks.
"Yukina-chan, this won't do! Think about it—even Sayaka-san overcame her psychological issues to come here, prepared to confess her feelings for Oniisan to you. How can Yukina-chan keep shrinking back??"
"I..."
Yukina hesitated.
Nagisa's logic was completely twisted. What did she mean "Sayaka overcame psychological issues"? That was purely someone giving her "psychological counseling"—even counseled her into passing out now.
"Mmm~ looks like Yukina-chan still needs Oniisan's further counseling."
Nagisa nodded as if understanding, turning to wave at Bokue still seated on the sofa.
"Oniisan, Yukina-chan says she's also a bit nervous and needs Oniisan to help counsel her again."
"Oh?"
Bokue raised one eyebrow.
The next second he vanished from the sofa. When he reappeared, he was already behind Yukina outside the door, reaching out to take left hand with left, right hand with right, lifting the Sword Shaman girl right there.
Kyaa!
The sudden action made Yukina instinctively let out a startled cry.
Nagisa smiled from the side, applauding lightly.
"Yes yes~ Just like that!"
A few seconds later, as the apartment door closed again with a sound, Sayaka—who'd lost consciousness on the sofa—felt her eyelashes tremble lightly.
She seemed to hear... Yukina's voice?
Had Yukina come back?
Oh no, she needed to get up quickly. What if seen like this...
Realizing this, Sayaka struggled to open her eyes.
However, in her blurry vision, she saw Yukina kneeling on the sofa with both hands reaching back in a soaring pose, plus Bokue behind the girl.
...Eh?
But just one glance—Sayaka's still-sluggish brain hadn't reacted when her view was blocked by a face.
Though her vision remained somewhat blurry, Sayaka still vaguely recognized the certain girl she'd seen before.
Simultaneously, Nagisa's voice came through.
"Hehe, didn't expect Sayaka-san to recover so quickly—already awake! But no rush. Right now is still Yukina-chan's turn. After that comes me, then finally Sayaka-san's turn again. So Sayaka-san has plenty of time to recover her stamina bar~"
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As the saying goes, once the arrow's released, there's no turning back.
Compared to the battle currently happening in Yukina Himeragi's apartment, the intensity from this morning and last night at the hotel suite with Sayaka and La Folia could only be described as child's play.
Starting from when Nagisa—carrying the key—closed the apartment door, from four in the afternoon to seven in the evening, then to ten at night.
By the time it finally ended, it was already two in the morning.
Throughout this period, the boss battle arena's warfare never ceased—full intensity the entire time without half a moment's rest.
Fortunately, Bokue had preemptively covered the entire floor with a soundproofing barrier, plus only Nagisa and Yukina's two households occupied this whole floor.
Otherwise, with the commotion they'd made, the neighbors upstairs and downstairs would've called the Special Police Force ages ago.
Well... though even if the Special Police Force came, it probably wouldn't matter.
After all, if the force dispatched Natsuki Minamiya and Astarte, the apartment's commotion not only wouldn't settle down—it'd probably get even livelier.
Bottom line—by the time the apartment completely quieted, the sky outside had become pitch black.
Completely different from the deep-night scenery of tranquil silence with the bright moon hanging high, since sunrise was only three hours away, the night sky now held neither moon nor stars—the darkest moment before dawn.
Inside the apartment was likewise.
After ten hours of battle, the living room remained pitch black. The air was so humid it felt like being in a sauna. Even the AC running at full capacity couldn't dispel it one bit. Only the sounds of breathing rose and fell.
"Mmm~"
A certain Primogenitor girl's murmur came from the darkness.
When Nagisa's final round ended, she'd originally been resting quietly on the dining table. Despite having a Primogenitor vampire's constitution, the consumption level was what it was. Even the strongest recovery ability needed time.
Plus, compared to Yukina and Sayaka—one Sword Shaman, one Sword Shaman—as the Primogenitor, Nagisa had unsurprisingly once again become tonight's online raid's best and only designated tank.
But because the game developers completely ignored balance, making the raid's difficulty excessively high, even the Primogenitor girl's recovery ability eventually forced a withdrawal, temporarily retreating to the rear to recover.
Now she'd barely managed to recover somewhat. Though the status bar still showed a weakness debuff affecting her, this wasn't too big a problem for Nagisa.
She lightly pressed both hands on the table surface and hopped down from the dining table. When her feet touched down, stepping on the floor didn't make the usual sound—instead making a splashing sound.
Like stepping barefoot into seawater deeper than the ankles on a beach coast.
She looked down at the floor beneath her feet. In the darkness, she couldn't clearly see what covered the living room floor, but the sensation transmitted from her soles told Nagisa everything.
The entire living room floor was covered in a thin layer of liquid.
More precisely—milk.
From late afternoon battles until now, the massive volume that should have been contained inside the three girls had instead—for various reasons—spilled throughout the living room, accumulating into a thin layer covering the floor.
Though saying this might sound like judging others by one's own standards, but seriously, couldn't even fit inside three people...
Nagisa muttered internally while stepping through the milk-covered floor back toward the living room. Her gaze swept over the two girls on the sofa, then turned toward the young man still seated.
"Feels like... we did go a bit overboard yesterday. There won't be any problems, right?"
"Shouldn't be that serious."
Bokue remained composed and calm.
His magnetic field power was strong enough to easily maintain even Dimitrie Vatler's life after crushing him into a ball with one hand. Right now, Yukina and Sayaka had merely exhausted their stamina—with his power, he could replenish them anytime.
As for why they'd become like this despite timely stamina replenishment... could only say they'd had too much fun.
Just like how kids who play too hard during the day easily wet the bed at night, Yukina and Sayaka's situation was similar.
They'd gotten too excited and happy earlier. Now that things had calmed down, they'd completely spaced out.
A similar situation had occurred with Asagi Aiba before—after continuous activities for half the day, her brain completely stopped working. She didn't get jealous, didn't throw tantrums, couldn't even think about anything.
"That's not what I mean~"
Nagisa sat in Bokue's lap without thinking, seizing the advantageous position before the other two girls woke.
She raised her face toward the young man behind her.
"I mean, Sayaka-san and Yukina-chan are both grown girls now. After Oniisan did this and that to them, aren't you afraid... hmm?"
"..."
Only after Nagisa's reminder did Bokue recall this.
Come to think of it, the Keikain main family had previously been unable to bear offspring due to Hagoromo-Gitsune's curse, or even if born, they'd be defective.
But now Hagoromo-Gitsune's curse was not only lifted—it had even become the "Fox's Blessing."
Emmm... forget it, whatever. Worst case, if they get pregnant, they get pregnant.
Thinking this, Bokue directly stood up, gripping the girl's waist in his arms.
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