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Sayaka'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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