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"Eh? Didn't you participate in club activities, Yura?"
Honestly, Bokue completely hadn't expected Yura would be waiting this early below the dorm building.
Though the Kyoto girl usually appeared cool and aloof—worldly detached—Bokue knew his sister's popularity at school wasn't bad at all.
After all, Yura had quite a good personality. Serious and responsible in work. Just talked slightly less, but absolutely couldn't be described as antisocial or similar.
Plus, most importantly—being cute meant getting away with anything.
So Bokue had originally thought that after school today, Yura would naturally be dragged by classmates to join club activities. At minimum, she'd return to the dorm building only after club activities ended.
Never expected she'd return this early.
"No."
The young Onmyōji girl gently shook her head.
"I went to the club recruitment fair, but after looking around, no clubs interested me."
"Not a single one?"
Bokue felt somewhat surprised.
Logically, Saikai Academy being so large, the school should have many clubs. Yet not even one caught her eye?
"Mmm... not entirely."
Yura thought seriously, then made a soft "oh" sound.
"I looked at Saikai Academy's complete club list. There's one club I'm fairly interested in, but apparently it didn't participate in today's recruitment fair."
"Which one?"
"Occult Research Club."
"..."
Bokue had actually just asked casually, but didn't expect such precision.
Precisely the Occult Research Club Rias had established back at old Kuoh Academy.
Though thinking about it, made sense. As the Keikain family's successor head, Yura had practiced Onmyōdō since childhood. Natural for her to be interested in clubs matching her expertise.
Just considering the club's "special nature," Rias's side indeed couldn't possibly participate in recruitment fairs.
"So do you want to join, Yura? If you want to enter the Occult Research Club, I can mention it tomorrow."
Bokue cleared his throat lightly.
The young Onmyōji girl froze slightly. Her coolly expressionless face showed eyes flashing with threads of hopeful light.
"I can?"
"Well, though it didn't participate in recruitment, as internal club personnel, I just need to mention it—definitely no problem."
Bokue made an OK gesture.
"Because that Occult Research Club was actually established by your Rias..."
"I see. Then never mind."
Before words finished, the young Onmyōji girl who'd shown hope the previous second instantly withdrew her smile. The ripples called "anticipation" in her eyes hadn't even surfaced before instantly calming.
Hmm?
A large question mark appeared above Bokue's head.
"What's wrong? Why suddenly change your mind?"
"Mmm, never mind."
Without giving the young man another chance to ask specific reasons, Yura directly turned toward the dorm building's main entrance.
"Let's head upstairs first. It's hot outside."
A club Rias established? Forget it then.
Rather than watching big sisters being intimate with Brother during daily club activities, she'd rather just stay in the dorm spacing out.
At least wouldn't disrupt her mood.
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Upstairs, entering the dorm.
Actually, school rules prohibited males from entering the girls' dorm. But Bokue had Yura leading the way, plus they were siblings—clearly a completely normal scene of brother delivering daily necessities to his boarding sister. So he encountered no obstacles.
Of course, the main reason was Saikai Academy dorms were single-person rooms. Plus, Japan had no concept of "puppy love." Especially with current severe declining birth rates, actually schools didn't care as long as both parties were willing and non-coercive.
Just don't make sounds so loud even soundproofing couldn't handle it.
Of course, Bokue didn't do anything with Yura that would severely test the dorm's soundproofing quality.
After going upstairs and chatting with the young Onmyōji girl for a while, he pulled out the various daily necessities Yura had requested last night, starting to extract items one by one from the mall's complimentary shopping bags.
"Basically everything's here. Check if anything's missing, Yura..."
From shampoo and body wash to toothpaste and sanitary pads—as items in plastic bags decreased, soon only one final item remained.
A transparent plastic bottle with pink Japanese text printed on it, filled with equally colorless transparent gel-like liquid.
"Nothing's missing. Everything's here... hmm? Brother, what's that?"
The young Onmyōji girl who'd been arranging items the young man extracted from plastic bags suddenly noticed the pink Japanese text bottle remaining in the bag. She couldn't help freezing slightly.
She didn't recall asking Brother to bring anything similar?
"Oh, this is..."
Bokue didn't hide anything, directly pulling out the lubricant from the plastic bag before the girl—just keeping the Japanese text side pressed against his palm.
"This isn't for you. Everything for you has been taken out. This I bought at the mall yesterday to bring to Busujima-senpai."
"I see..."
Hearing it wasn't for her, Yura instantly lost interest.
Again something for another big sister. Sure enough, any big sister who knew Brother would develop a good relationship with him.
"Alright, I still need to bring this to Busujima-senpai. I'll head over now."
"Mmm."
Though the young man had accompanied her here for a while, Yura still felt somewhat unsatisfied.
But since time really was getting late, she didn't want Brother delayed and eating dinner late from staying too long. So she could only nod in agreement.
"I'm off then."
As he spoke, Bokue had already come to the dorm entrance. He left the plastic bags for Yura. As for the lubricant bottle, he simply held it in hand and stuffed it in his pants pocket.
Though having half sticking out looked a bit strange, considering this time—students either had already eaten dinner and returned to dorms, or just finished club activities heading to dinner.
Either way, the dorm hallway shouldn't have many people.
Plus, the high school division dorm was right above the middle school division dorm. Just go upstairs and...
"Ouch!"
However, just as Bokue pushed open the dorm door preparing to exit, someone outside seemed to be passing by right then. Caught off-guard, they bumped into the opening door, letting out a lightly pained cry that felt quite familiar to the young man.
The bottle of lubricant in his pocket seemed to shake loose from the impact, falling to the ground and rolling out through the open door crack.
Simultaneously, in the outside hallway, a silver-haired girl covering her bumped forehead had her attention drawn by this suddenly rolling object. Momentarily forgetting the pain, she couldn't help glancing.
She saw the Japanese text on the bottle.
Adult lubricant... eh?
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