I Sealed Sukuna’s Finger#352+353: Natsuki: A Very Pure Two Days and One Night, The Fullest Episode

Meanwhile, after parting with Bokue's group, Sayaka and La Folia quickly brought Kanon to the Itogami Island Special Security Force building.

"Alright, I've got the general picture. According to the instruments, Kanon Kanase's body is fine now. But considering there are still some things she needs to explain, I'll keep her here for now."

In the underground surgical room of the Special Security Force building, Natsuki Minamiya—back in her usual gothic dress—stood at the touchscreen computer beside the operating table. Without turning from the various test results on screen, she spoke casually to the two somewhat tense girls beside her.

"Keep her here? But—"

Sayaka hesitated, seeming to want to say something, but Natsuki cut her off with a glance.

"I know what you're thinking, Lion King Organization girl."

The gothic girl crossed her arms in front of her chest with practiced authority, turning to face—or rather, look up at—the War Dancer who stood considerably taller.

"But I think you haven't forgotten—your Lion King Organization only tasked you with 'protecting Princess La Folia.' The 'masked angel' situation, on the other hand, is our Special Security Force's responsibility."

"And even with Princess La Folia's family connection, any negotiations should be between the Kingdom of Aldegyr and us."

Ugh...

Sayaka's confidence immediately deflated.

She couldn't argue with that.

After all, just as Natsuki said, her only protection target was Princess La Folia.

"Good that you understand."

Seeing the War Dancer fall silent, Natsuki softened her aggressive tone slightly.

"Anyway, I've received your report. Since Kanon was being controlled when she did those things, barring any surprises, her punishment should be very light—maybe just observation for a while. As long as we confirm there's no risk of losing control again, she should be fine."

"I see. Thank you, Miss Minamiya."

La Folia lifted her skirt in a perfect noble curtsy, expressing genuine gratitude.

"It's nothing. This is my job."

Natsuki paused.

"Though I certainly didn't expect the one controlling Kanon to be Kensei Kanase... Speaking of which, where is he? You didn't capture him?"

"About Kensei..."

"He's dead."

La Folia let her skirt fall, shaking her head with a smile.

"Kensei's treatment of Kanon angered Bokue, so he was eliminated on the spot."

"Bokue... Bokue Keikain?"

Natsuki's eyebrow twitched, then she looked at the War Dancer beside the silver-haired princess with a rather complicated expression.

"Wh-what? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Sayaka's mouth twitched. She couldn't understand why Natsuki would suddenly give her that look—it made her extremely uncomfortable.

Like all her secrets had been laid bare.

"Nothing, just find it a bit incredible."

Natsuki realized her gaze had been too invasive and cleared her throat.

"I've read your file before. It said you have severe androphobia. But if I recall correctly, you just said you encountered the angelified Kanon while rescuing Princess La Folia from a deserted island. Yet Kensei, who was controlling Kanon, was killed by Bokue Keikain—which means you executed the rescue mission with him."

"Following that logic, the final conclusion is that you and he spent quite an intimate two days and one night on that deserted island... I'm curious if there were certain unspeakable interactions between you?"

Eh?!

Completely unprepared for this sudden question, Sayaka's face instantly turned crimson as she stammered her denial.

"Wh-wh-what are you saying?! Wh-wh-what do you mean 'unspeakable interactions'?!"

"Oh, so there were some then."

Natsuki nodded knowingly.

"But that's normal. From what I understand, that guy has this ability—making any woman who spends time with him gradually unable to resist... That's exactly why I've always been cautious about contact with him. It feels like the air around him alone could get women pregnant."

"Th-this is all nonsense! Completely meaningless—I don't understand what you're saying!"

Unable to endure any more, Sayaka stomped her foot with a burning face, then turned and quickly brushed past La Folia behind her, marching toward the exit with heavy steps.

"We should go, Princess La Folia!"

"Eh? Leaving already... oh, alright."

Only when Sayaka was almost at the door did the silver-haired princess—who'd been enjoying the drama—snap back to reality. She curtsied again to the gothic girl who looked like she'd seen through everything.

"Then I'll leave Miss Kanon in your care, Miss Minamiya. We'll take our leave."

Scene shift to outside the Special Security Force building.

As if truly rattled by Natsuki's words, Sayaka had been practically speed-walking since leaving the surgical room, almost jogging.

La Folia could only follow behind until they finally left the building and she caught up.

"Wait, Miss Sayaka, slow down..."

"Oh, sorry."

Hearing the silver-haired princess's voice from behind, Sayaka finally realized and slowed her pace.

When she turned back, La Folia had just caught up, coming alongside her and patting her chest with relief.

"I didn't expect Miss Sayaka to react so strongly to Miss Minamiya's words. So you really do like Bokue, don't you?"

"Hah? Not you too... Besides, I don't—"

"Really not?"

While Sayaka was still trying to deny it, the silver-haired princess had already put on an all-knowing smile.

"I saw it last night, you know—Miss Sayaka and Bokue embracing in bed. I could tell Miss Sayaka didn't resist him at all."

"You saw?!"

Hearing this, Sayaka felt like a nuclear bomb had gone off in her brain, freezing completely in place.

Without question, La Folia was telling the truth, and she definitely could have seen that scene.

The probability was actually quite high!

"Oh right, I forgot to mention something else."

La Folia smiled, clasping her hands together.

"Earlier at the harbor, Miss Sayaka seemed very formal in front of that Yukina Himeragi girl. Could it be that Miss Sayaka is actually afraid of her finding out about you and Bokue?"

"..."

Silence—which was also acknowledgment.

La Folia's smile grew even brighter. "Looks like I hit the mark. Since Miss Sayaka doesn't want Yukina to know, then please be honest~ Do you actually have a little bit of feelings for Bokue?"

"Ugh..."

With no room to argue, Sayaka could only nod with a red face.

"M-maybe a little... So what?"

"Nothing really, I said I was just curious."

The silver-haired princess wiggled her finger playfully.

"Though as far as I know, Bokue seems to have a girlfriend—a girl named Asagi something. Doesn't that bother you, Miss Sayaka?"

"Well... if he has one, he has one!"

Sayaka had clearly descended into self-abandonment, muttering softly.

"Liking him is liking him. Whether he has a girlfriend or not doesn't matter."

"'Whether he has a girlfriend doesn't matter,' huh... I see."

As if getting the answer she wanted, La Folia nodded thoughtfully.

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And so Sayaka spent the entire afternoon swamped with work.

After handing Kanon over to Natsuki, she took La Folia straight to their pre-booked hotel. Once there, she immediately began her remote report to the Lion King Organization about the rescue mission's results.

After all, the Lion King Organization's headquarters was in Kyoto, while Itogami Island sat next to Tokyo—over three hundred kilometers away even from the nearest point.

If she'd traveled back to headquarters for an in-person report, the round trip alone would take more than two days.

Plus she had to squeeze in time to reschedule all the meetings that had been hastily canceled when the royal yacht was attacked.

In short, not a moment to spare.

Meanwhile, in stark contrast, at the apartment on Itogami Island's east side—

Only when the sunlight streaming through the balcony into the living room had completely shifted westward did Bokue finally release Nagisa from her youth center.

"Ngh... mmph...!"

In the living room's open kitchen, as Bokue lifted Nagisa from the counter by the sink, the girl made muffled, inarticulate sounds in her throat.

This was already the seventeenth delivery today.

And during that time, the number of times Nagisa had peaked was... forget it, she'd lost count.

For Nagisa, she'd only been able to keep track at the very beginning. Once the fatal rhythm kicked in, her entire brain went completely blank.

After that, she simply gave up thinking altogether.

Finally, Bokue carried the now somewhat consciousness-blurred Nagisa to the sofa.

Also on the sofa was a certain Sword Shaman who'd finished her "special training" just half an hour ago and was slowly recovering her strength.

Since humans and True Ancestors had fundamentally different constitutions, Yukina hadn't endured nearly the same firepower as Nagisa—not even a sixth of it.

But even so, for her this had been "the fullest episode" yet.

Normally, Bokue-senpai was intense but at least considerate of her different constitution compared to Nagisa, always leaving some margin.

But today's Bokue-senpai was completely different—treating her and Nagisa equally, going full throttle until she verbally cried uncle.

Even then, it had nearly opened entirely new doors for Yukina Himeragi.

She could only assume he'd been pent up from two days on that island.

"Uh... mm... what's wrong, are we done?"

In just a few seconds—from when Bokue left the open kitchen to sitting on the sofa—Nagisa, who'd previously looked capable only of making peace signs, had already recovered. Clear awareness returned to her eyes.

She even had excess energy to wrap her arms around Bokue's neck and look toward the sunset-drenched balcony to the south.

"Ah~ It's already evening? That was fast."

"Yeah, it's evening."

Bokue wrapped one arm around Nagisa's waist while reaching for Yukina beside them.

"Bokue-senpai... I..."

Yukina jumped slightly, thinking they were continuing.

She wasn't Nagisa—she didn't have that invincible endurance.

For her, out of energy meant out of energy, full meant full, and if pushed beyond that... well, that meant a hospital visit.

But Bokue just lifted her up and placed her on his lap.

"It's all Big Brother's fault for being too rough with Yukina-chan today. Now she's scared."

The truck that had just finished unloading was still parked in the youth center. Nagisa licked her finger with a smile.

"Too bad Yukina-chan's a Lion King Organization Sword Shaman. If she could become a vampire, she could enjoy Big Brother's love as much as I do."

"I... I don't want that..."

Hearing about "enjoying love to the fullest," Yukina's already flushed cheeks turned even redder as she looked away, not quite honestly.

After all, just helping Nagisa handle less than a sixth of the firepower had already left her brain blank and reason evaporated. If she became a vampire with near-infinite recovery... she couldn't guarantee her mind wouldn't be remodeled into something strange.

"Well, just saying~"

Nagisa tilted her head with narrowed eyes and a smile.

"Mainly because Big Brother's time is getting pretty stretched now, isn't it?"

"Eh?"

Yukina froze at that.

What a strange way to put it—what did she mean "Bokue-senpai's time is running out"?

It sounded like he had a terminal illness.

"But it can't be helped. After all, Asagi is Big Brother's official girlfriend~"

Nagisa winked and made scissors with her fingers in the classic "Ciallo" pose.

"Oh right, Yukina-chan doesn't know yet. This morning Asagi called Big Brother and they agreed to go on a date tonight. But Yukina-chan was returning the speedboat keys with Sayaka at the time."

"A date... huh."

Yukina nodded unconsciously, not particularly surprised.

She and Nagisa had known about Asagi Aiba for a while.

"Mm~ Though technically Asagi is Big Brother's official girlfriend, times like this still make me a bit unhappy."

Nagisa propped her chin thoughtfully, then a lightbulb suddenly appeared above her head.

"Oh right, speaking of which, there's something I haven't properly asked Big Brother about yet."

"What?"

Bokue looked puzzled.

"About Miss Sayaka~"

Nagisa wiggled her finger seriously.

"This morning at the harbor, when I asked, Big Brother's answer wasn't very confident. Looking back, it feels like there's more to the story."

"No... I really can't think of anything."

Bokue had black lines on his forehead.

At the time, Nagisa had asked if he'd done anything "inappropriate." Thinking carefully, sleeping in the same bed last night probably counted.

But that was Sayaka's initiative.

"Though I'm not entirely sure..."

Remembering this, Bokue couldn't help recalling that small puddle of cloudy white liquid on the bedroom floor this morning.

"Ooh ooh! See, Big Brother's getting uncertain again!"

Detecting something off in his tone, Nagisa's voice instantly became excited.

"As long as there's uncertainty, we must investigate thoroughly! I have an idea—we could use the same method as when Yukina-chan was corrupted by Big Brother—"

While the apartment buzzed with loud plotting about completely corrupting a certain War Dancer, an airline passenger plane flew over Itogami Island, gliding toward the floating island that served as the airport.

Inside the cabin, a sweet female voice came through the speakers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please note that this flight is about to arrive at its destination—Itogami Island International Airport. Please remain seated with your seatbelts fastened. I repeat, ladies and gentlemen..."

"Haah~ Finally here."

Listening to the repeated announcement overhead, a chestnut-haired girl who'd been napping in her seat opened bleary eyes, covering her mouth as she yawned. She then looked out the window at Itogami Island below, as if talking to herself.

"Long time no see. I heard you've been busy with something on Itogami Island lately, Bokue..."