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The world's number one having to stick to rules and obediently stay in classrooms would truly become a joke.
For Bokue, coming to school had now become a form of recreation. He could choose to come or not come.
If not coming, it'd be like this morning—his name completely absent during morning roll call. Even if he came to school afterward, heading straight to the office.
Other matters aside, first spending an entire morning teasing Natsuki-chan in the office.
Since he didn't go in the morning, afternoon was even more impossible.
And coincidentally, school nurse was quite the idle position...
So back and forth, by the time the infirmary regained silence again, time had thoroughly reached afternoon.
Different from when lunch break ended with the outside sun merely slightly westward—now the sun's angle had completely shifted to sunset angle. Even the sunlight falling on the windowsill carried threads of red.
Inside the windowsill, curtains were tightly drawn.
Bokue sat behind the window-side desk, one arm wrapped around the blushing school nurse in his lap. His other hand held what seemed like some freshly squeezed beverage, slowly drinking it.
From external appearance, somewhat resembled sugarcane juice—hazy pale white with some cloudiness.
"Honestly didn't expect Hasegawa-sensei's stamina to be this good."
Taking another sip of the liquid in his cup, Bokue looked up at the school nurse in his lap—head lowered, lightly biting her lower lip, nearly shrinking into a quail from embarrassment.
"Stamina and such..."
Who knows what happened during all that time passed. Current Chisato was so shy she could barely speak clearly.
"I... I'm a Main God after all..."
"Oh~"
Bokue drew out his tone in response, then shook the glass cup in his hand still more than half-full of "sugarcane juice."
"So this is also a Main God's authority?"
"Ngh...!"
Peripheral vision catching the young man's hand movements, beneath Chisato's green knit sleeveless vest her shoulders trembled lightly. Her already ravishingly flushed complexion couldn't help deepening further.
"Th-that is..."
Before the school nurse could stammer out an explanation, Bokue continued.
"After all, from human physiological perspective, secretion should only start after 'hitting the mark.' But Hasegawa-sensei... hmm, could it really be this fast?"
"N-no..."
Chisato flushed nearly to bleeding, practically burying her entire face into her own chest.
"It's... constitution..."
Oh? This constitution actually exists?
Bokue felt slightly surprised.
This constitution he'd only heard about in those strange film "educational" works Kuroka had searched for him. As for encountering it in reality—he'd never even considered it.
After all, film works' purpose was satisfying audience preferences. Naturally more extreme ingredients the better.
But reality still needed at least some logic.
Just Bokue hadn't expected he'd genuinely encounter this today.
Though thinking about it, this possibility did exist.
First, before halftime, though Chisato said with her mouth he could use her freely until satisfied, ultimately it was still her first time. Naturally some reservation existed.
So Bokue hadn't gone too "heavy-handed."
After understanding through the first half, Bokue had generally figured out the certain school nurse's limits. So during the second half, he basically went all out.
Commonly called "standing up and stomping."
Thus Chisato was completely activated during the second half, no longer able to maintain post-first-half composure and elegance.
The ultimate result was this cup of "sugarcane juice."
Somehow, Bokue suddenly felt gratified.
After all, previously it had always been only him treating other girls to "drinks." But this time finally had reciprocation—letting him also drink a cup.
Moreover, such a full entire cup.
"Is... is it good?"
Seeing the young man stop after sipping her homemade beverage, Chisato instinctively asked casually.
Hmm?
Hearing the voice, Bokue recovered, looking at the beverage in his cup before looking up at the blushing school nurse in his lap. Then he nodded slightly.
"Yeah, of course."
Actually, this stuff had no particular taste. Including Bokue himself having no special preferences regarding this. Just simply seeing it earlier, feeling rather than wasting it spilled everywhere, better find some container to catch it first. Plus after catching it, not thinking of suitable disposal methods, could only choose drinking it.
Don't ask why he didn't drink on-site. Ask and it's because he only had one mouth—simply couldn't keep up.
Moreover, this was still Chisato "treating" him. Even roadside two-hundred-yen artificial-flavored green apple juice required saying "not bad." Much less this pure natural additive-free product sourced from divine race... right?
"I-I see..."
Hearing the young man personally say it tasted good, the school nurse who'd been somewhat shy and nervous the previous second immediately relaxed slightly.
Though her facial flush still hadn't dispersed. Just stammering quietly to add one line.
"Then next time I'll prepare empty cups first... from now on you can often come to the infirmary, Bokue..."
Further words became too quiet to hear at all.
Ding dong~
Just then, a message notification sound from a phone slightly interrupted the infirmary's intensely milky atmosphere.
Bokue didn't move. His phone was in vibrate mode most of the time—basically impossible to have notification sounds.
So the ringing phone was...
"Seems there's a message for me."
Sitting in the young man's lap, Chisato somewhat laboriously turned slightly sideways, reaching out to grab her phone from the desk corner.
Their previous battle locations never remained limited to the single bed inside the partition—also including the infirmary's cabinets and even windowsill. So right now the desk's items had all been pushed forward and to both sides, completely clearing out the middle "office area."
Chisato grabbed her phone and lit the screen for a glance, couldn't help lightly inhaling.
"Ah, already this time. I nearly forgot."
"What's wrong?"
Bokue turned his face to glance at the school nurse's phone.
From the prefix, what displayed on screen was a system text notification from Saikai Academy.
"Because Saikai Academy has regulations—this semester I must serve as advisor teacher for a school club."
Chisato scrolled down through the received message.
"Now the second afternoon class has ended. Next is club activity time. I need to go. Let me see which club I'm responsible for... Occult Research Club?"
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