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"Kanon?" Realizing he'd accidentally bumped someone outside when opening the door, Bokue immediately looked out.
However, what met his eyes was a certain silver-haired girl known as the "Middle School Division's Saint."
"Uh, are you okay, Kanon?"
"I-I'm fine..."
Originally covering her head looking somewhat pained, Kanon Kanase hearing this familiar voice froze slightly. She looked up to meet gazes with the young man poking his head out from inside.
"Oniisan? Eh... why are you here? This place isn't..."
"Oh, I came to deliver things to my sister Yura."
Bokue pushed open the door to the outside hallway, bending down to pick up the dropped lubricant and stuff it back in his pocket before turning to face the silver-haired girl.
"Sorry. Didn't notice someone outside when opening the door."
"I-it's fine..."
Seeing the young man seriously apologize to her, Kanon's face flushed slightly.
"Actually, I was also careless. Wasn't paying much attention to surroundings while walking... oh right, I didn't know Oniisan's sister also attended this school?"
"Yeah. She's called Yura Keikain. Which specific class... I don't think I asked. But this is Yura's dorm room."
Bokue answered.
"I see..."
The dorm door remained cracked open slightly, making Kanon instinctively glance inside.
Logically, with such commotion outside, no matter what the person inside should come look. But this Yura-san seemed like she hadn't heard or simply didn't want to come out—showing absolutely no intention of appearing.
"By the way, does this mean you're also living at school now, Kanon?"
As if suddenly remembering something, Bokue asked.
"What about Natsuki..."
"Yes, that's right."
The silver-haired girl smiled and nodded.
"Previously, because of my internal spiritual circuit issues, Minamiya-sensei was responsible for observation and supervision. Now the observation period has ended. After confirming no rampage risk, Minamiya-sensei let me decide myself."
"I thought carefully. Though Minamiya-sensei's house is indeed very luxurious and large, considering that would trouble Minamiya-sensei too much, I moved back to the school dorm."
I see.
Though true, even though Natsuki Minamiya at first glance looked small—giving the impression she needed others' care—considering she already had Astarte as a full-time maid, Kanon indeed couldn't help much with daily life.
Moreover, living under someone else's roof didn't feel that great.
"If that's the case, from now on if you need anything at school, Kanon, you can message me. When I come I'll bring things for you along the way."
Bokue said.
"So are you heading to the cafeteria for dinner now, Kanon?"
"Yes, about to go."
"Alright then, you head over first. I still need to go upstairs to visit a senpai."
Bokue pointed upward.
"Okay, see you next time, Oniisan."
Though seeing Oniisan was indeed happy, since Bokue himself said he still needed to find someone else, Kanon didn't detain him much, smiling as she said goodbye.
So Bokue turned to leave.
Kanon remained in place. Not until the young man's figure disappeared at the stairwell did she withdraw her gaze.
Speaking of which...
Somehow, the silver-haired girl suddenly recalled the lubricant bottle that had rolled out from the door crack when her head bumped it earlier. Plus, seemed like Oniisan picked it up and took it along afterward.
Also, if her memory was correct, Kanon remembered seeing "adult" written on the bottle.
Though she was a good girl who'd never done anything improper, she understood that having those two characters generally meant something related to male-female matters.
But according to Oniisan's explanation, this was his sister's dorm. Oniisan definitely couldn't possibly do those things with his own sister.
Plus, that lubricant... what was it used for exactly?
Only vaguely knowing about male-female matters but never deeply understanding them, Kanon suddenly felt curious.
So she pulled out her phone from her skirt, opened the search bar, and typed in the product name and corresponding brand she'd just seen.
The next second, massive amounts of the same product from online shopping platforms leapt onto the screen.
Kanon randomly clicked one that looked similar, scrolling straight to the bottom description page.
But just scanning the text description once, the silver-haired girl's face instantly flushed red.
"An...al...!"
Forcibly suppressing the urge to cry out, Kanon rapidly covered her small mouth.
So... so Oniisan likes this kind of play?
Plus, that place can actually be used like that...
As if some new world's door had suddenly opened, spiraling mosquito coils began appearing in the silver-haired girl's eyes. Threads of white steam rose from atop her head.
Hiss—
Feeling her little brain about to overload, Kanon rapidly darkened the screen and put away her phone, then turned both hands over to press cool backs against her face.
No no no—can't keep looking. Still need to go to the cafeteria for dinner.
If she kept looking, probably couldn't even walk afterward.
Though...
The silver-haired girl who'd just been about to step forward and forcibly interrupt her thoughts suddenly stopped again.
If Oniisan really liked this kind of play, then she...
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Meanwhile, Bokue had already arrived upstairs at Saeko Busujima's dorm entrance.
Having been here once before, he knew the way.
Lightly knocking on the door—a few seconds later, as the dorm door slowly opened, dinner's food aroma wafted from inside.
Appearing at the entrance was the kendo girl wearing an apron.
Seeing the young man arrive, Saeko's face immediately showed gentle smile.
"I was just wondering when you would come. Perfect timing—I just finished making dinner. Hurry inside and eat."
"So Senpai personally cooked."
Bokue glanced behind the kendo girl. Could see dinner already set on the inner living room dining table.
Then he returned his gaze to Saeko.
"Though Senpai's outfit..."
As mentioned, Saeko wore an apron for cooking.
But the current problem was—Saeko wore only an apron!
The apron covered the front. An extremely thin waist strap tied in a knot directly around the kendo girl's tight waist, outlining that perfectly proportioned figure.
"Oh, this."
Saeko looked down at her outfit.
"Because I came straight back to the dorm after daily kendo club training. After showering still felt a bit hot, so I just made dinner in this state. After all, this is the girls' dorm—no other males would come."
"Plus, for Kohai, isn't this state more convenient?"
The final sentence seemed particularly meaningful. The kendo girl blinked.
"You have a point."
Bokue immediately expressed agreement with Senpai's words.
He stepped through the doorway, directly and unabashedly pulling Saeko into his embrace.
"Then let's eat while we start. Perfect timing—I brought what you requested before, Senpai."
"Mmm... w-wait, even if it's the girls' dorm... at least close the door first... kyaa~!?"
Definitely very convenient.
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