I Sealed Sukuna’s Finger#360+361: Yuuma Wants to Be Completely Honest, Girlfriend Experience Card

The current situation was rather awkward.

Honestly, even Bokue Keikain wasn't entirely sure what had happened.

By all rights, he should've just left the bedroom to get Asagi some water downstairs. But the instant he stepped out, a subtle wave of spatial magic had engulfed him.

With Bokue's power level, nobody could forcibly teleport him or escape from him using spatial movement if he didn't want them to. Yet when that spatial magic wave had washed over him, he'd sensed something oddly familiar within it.

Thinking it was someone he knew looking for him, he'd simply let himself be transported.

But he hadn't expected... well, it was indeed someone familiar, just not the "familiar" person he'd anticipated.

After all, in Bokue's memory, Tokoyogi Yuuma was just an ordinary girl—someone who should have absolutely no connection to "supernatural powers."

Yet here he was, appearing in... what had to be Yuuma's hotel room in downtown Itogami Island.

Hmm~

Taking a second to sort through his thoughts, Bokue looked back at the girl before him.

"So... this is your room, Yuuma?"

"Yeah, it is~"

The short-haired girl still seemed embarrassed looking at the young man wearing nothing but shorts, her cheeks flushed as she turned her head slightly aside, stammering.

"I mentioned it at the BBQ place, right? That I was heading back to the hotel first. I'd just finished showering and came out of the bathroom to find you here in the living room, and you're..."

She didn't finish, but her meaning was crystal clear.

It was pretty terrifying, really.

Imagine—a girl traveling alone to an unfamiliar city, checking into a hotel, just finishing her shower, then walking out of the bathroom to find a naked man standing in what should've been an empty living room...

Even if said naked man had a great body, was handsome, and was someone she knew.

That still wasn't an excuse to appear in a girl's hotel room dressed like this!

It was only because Bokue met all those criteria, and because they'd grown up together as childhood friends with a relationship already beyond mere friendship.

Otherwise, the short-haired girl would probably already be frantically calling the Itogami Island Special Security Force to arrest him.

"God, I'm sorry. Honestly, I don't know what happened either."

Helplessly rubbing his forehead, Bokue covered his face with a soft sigh.

"I was at Asagi's place. I was just going downstairs to get her something to drink, but the moment I stepped out, I somehow got teleported here."

"Oh, so that's what happened." Yuuma nodded seriously.

"...?"

Bokue paused.

"You believe me, Yuuma?"

"Um, yeah, I believe you."

The short-haired girl seemed to have no intention of doubting him, nodding again.

"Of course I believe what you say, Bokue. Besides, I never mentioned where I was staying during dinner tonight. Even if you wanted to find me, you'd have no trail to follow."

"And most importantly..."

"Most importantly?"

While the trust in her earlier words touched Bokue, this sudden shift put him on guard.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling about this.

"Obviously—I know you're not an exhibitionist~ Why would you run around in just shorts?"

Yuuma shrugged matter-of-factly.

Bokue: "...Thanks, I guess."

The words still conveyed complete trust, but something felt slightly off.

"But it's fine anyway~"

Before he could speak, the short-haired girl waved it off.

"It's not like I haven't seen you in just shorts before. Remember when we went swimming together as kids in summer? I still remember your jaw-dropping expression when you saw me take off my clothes to reveal a girl's swimsuit, hahaha... But speaking of which, you've really changed a lot since then, Bokue."

"..."

Changed? Changed where? Was this "change" she mentioned appropriate?

Bokue didn't know what to say, just thinking silently.

But judging from the short-haired girl's constant sneaky downward glances, probably not very appropriate.

"Well, since you're already here, why don't you sit and chat for a bit?"

Seemingly excited about this long-awaited opportunity to be so honest with each other, Yuuma smiled and gestured toward the living room sofa.

"Perfect timing—I just finished showering too. I'm only wearing this towel, no clothes. It's like we're sitting in a mixed bath sauna."

Yeah, neither wearing clothes—this atmosphere felt a bit dangerous.

Soon they were both seated on the living room sofa.

Yuuma unwrapped the towel that had absorbed most of the moisture from her hair and tossed it onto the coffee table. She tightened the knot at her chest to secure the bath towel more firmly, making herself appear more "womanly."

After all this, she turned to the young man beside her.

"Hey Bokue, you said you were at Asagi's place, dressed like this—were you two just being intimate?"

"More or less..."

"Don't move, let me smell."

Yuuma leaned in actively, closing her eyes and bringing her nose close to his shoulder and chest, sniffing lightly.

"Mm, there's definitely a girl's scent of sweat, and a faint shower gel smell. Looks like you two even showered together. How nice."

The envy in those last three words seemed genuine. Then the short-haired girl pulled her legs up, hugging them together on the sofa while resting her chin on her hands propped on her knees, sighing softly.

"Honestly, I never expected Asagi could develop this far with you, Bokue. Life's unpredictable, I guess. On the way back and while showering, I kept thinking—if I hadn't moved away from Kyoto back then, would things be different now... But that's just wishful thinking."

"Oh right, more importantly—Bokue, could you close your eyes? I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise? What surprise?"

Bokue was puzzled.

Surprises were surprises for the receiver, but for the preparer, they were expected outcomes.

But his encounter with Yuuma tonight was completely unexpected. How could she have prepared any surprise for him?

"Oh come on, don't ask so many questions. If I tell you what the surprise is, how is it still a surprise?"

The short-haired girl pouted, urging him on.

"Just close your eyes already. I won't hurt you."

"Oh..."

Thinking she had a point, Bokue obediently closed his eyes.

After closing them, he heard the short-haired girl beside him seem to stand up from the sofa, carefully moving in front of him.

Then—

"Mm..."

Along with the clear, soft sensation on his lips, a soft, warm girl's body pressed into his embrace.

Along with it came the sound of a towel hitting the floor.

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When Bokue Keikain opened his eyes, the scene before him confirmed that what he'd just heard and felt wasn't his imagination.

The short-haired girl who'd promised him a surprise now sat on his lap. The large bath towel that should've been wrapped around her body had apparently fallen during her earlier movements, now lying on the coffee table behind her.

They sat face to face, chests pressed together, breathing each other's air.

At this zero distance, Bokue could clearly feel the girl's "softness."

Though not as abundant as Asagi's, it carried its own kind of intimate appeal.

Including those two small points of longing.

"...Sorry, did I shock you?"

Though she knew she'd definitely be discovered doing this, Yuuma still couldn't help showing a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Okay, I admit the whole surprise thing was a lie. I just wanted to try this... Hey, Bokue, do you remember when Shidou, Asagi, and I used to compete to invite you out to play as kids?"

"I remember. Why?"

Bokue didn't understand why she'd suddenly shifted to childhood memories.

"You might not believe this, but actually, my competition with her started way back then. There's a saying that girls mature early."

The short-haired girl smiled, tilting her head.

"Back then, whoever could invite you out first won, and the loser would be really upset—like losing an important competition... But since Shidou and I were more athletic, we usually managed to snag you right after school most of the time."

"It's a shame though. While I never lost to Asagi in running as a kid, I seem to have fallen behind in the 'fate' department."

A hint of bitterness crept into Yuuma's smile.

"Honestly, I never expected that when I saw you again today, you'd already be with Asagi Aiba. I thought I'd completely lost. But then you suddenly appearing just now gave me a tiny bit of hope—made me realize this might be my 'fate.'"

"So even knowing this might upset you, Bokue, I decided to try anyway... Just let me experience it briefly, okay?"

As she said "okay," the short-haired girl closed her eyes and kissed him again.

Unlike before, this kiss was more passionate and deep.

Bokue didn't hesitate, immediately responding in kind.

But this meant he didn't notice the massive blue knight-armor-like figure slowly materializing from the void behind him, silently watching them both.

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Meanwhile, in a luxury apartment building three hundred meters from downtown, Asagi Aiba—who'd witnessed her boyfriend's sudden disappearance—stood gripping the second-floor hallway railing, looking down.

She'd already checked the upstairs rooms, including her parents' bedroom and her own. No sign of him.

The downstairs layout was even simpler than upstairs. Besides the living room visible from the second-floor hallway, there was only the open kitchen on the east side and the currently lit bathroom.

But judging from the singing coming from the bathroom, her mom was obviously showering in there.

If Mom was in the bathroom, Bokue definitely couldn't have gone in.

So where the hell did he go...

The blonde girl fell into deep thought.

Should she text him?

No wait, that wouldn't work. The guy had vanished wearing nothing but shorts—his phone was still on her bed. Even if she messaged him now, he couldn't receive it.

So where exactly had he gone? Had some mysterious force really taken him?

That seemed like the only explanation. Otherwise, why would Bokue—wearing just shorts, or rather, not even planning to wear shorts—just vanish like that?

He wasn't an exhibitionist.

It made no sense.

Whatever...

Asagi shook her head helplessly, then clapped her hands together, turned back to her room, closed the door, and sat back down on the bed.

Since she'd confirmed he definitely wasn't in her house anymore, there was no point searching. Better to just sit and rest quietly for a bit.

With Bokue's abilities, when he wanted to return, he'd definitely appear with a whoosh like a ghost.

Though given he'd only been wearing shorts when he vanished, hopefully he hadn't been transported somewhere weird.

Especially not downtown with all those people—he'd probably be arrested as a pervert...

Though it was rather mean to think so, Asagi couldn't help laughing.

But the next second, she was lifted entirely into the air, accompanied by the young man's voice from behind.

"What's so funny? Sitting on the bed staring at the wall and suddenly giggling to yourself—did I break you?"

"Ah!"

The sudden change in perspective made Asagi cry out reflexively.

When she turned to look, she saw the previously vanished Bokue had reappeared, lifting her from behind in an M-position. The thin fabric couldn't hide his raised battle flag, like a smoke-wreathed cannon pressed against the city gates.

"B-Bokue, when did you get back? Why did you just suddenly disappear?"

"Just got back, and found you giggling away."

Bokue supported the girl's thighs in his arms with a shrug.

"As for earlier, I don't know why, but when I stepped out, some spatial magic fluctuation suddenly pulled me and transported me somewhere else. Fortunately, finding my way back wasn't too hard."

"I see..."

Asagi oh'd, accepting this explanation without any doubt.

"Oh right, I hadn't gone downstairs to get you water yet. Did you drink anything?"

Bokue asked.

"N-not yet..."

Asagi shook her head.

"When you suddenly vanished, I thought you were playing a prank on me. I rushed out to look everywhere, then realized you were really gone. How could I think about drinking water?"

"Sorry for worrying you."

Though he said this, Bokue simply lifted the blonde girl in his arms, getting up from the bed.

"Let's go get water now."

"Eh? Going down like this?"

Asagi froze, looking blankly at her legs spread in an Asian squat position.

Meanwhile, Bokue's voice came from behind again.

"What's wrong? Can't we?"

"Of course... not! Mom's showering downstairs right now. If she sees us like this, what would she think?!"

"Probably that she's pleased."

"Pleased my ass!"

The blonde girl continued her embarrassed scolding while being carried out of the bedroom in an extremely shameful position.

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Back in the downtown hotel suite, Yuuma—who'd been kissing Bokue moments ago—had returned to sitting on the sofa.

She'd wrapped the towel around herself again, sitting elegantly on the sofa with crossed legs, her wine-red eyes reflecting the forms of the Meyer sisters.

"See? Even 'Le Bleu' couldn't control Bokue's power. So if you have no other objections, I'll continue with my original plan."