I Sealed Sukuna’s Finger#475+476: The Female School Nurse Can't Hold Back, Natsuki in the Office

Meanwhile, having crossed the administrative hall's first-floor corridor, Bokue quickly reached the infirmary entrance.

Knock, knock, knock.

The young man raised his hand to rap on the door before directly pressing the handle.

Creeeak—

The infirmary door wasn't locked. A gentle push opened it.

Looking in from outside, he saw a beautiful woman in a white coat behind the only desk against the wall, facing sideways from the door. She held a coffee cup, gazing somewhat distractedly at the greenery belt outside the window in the bright morning sunlight streaming through. Only when hearing sounds from the doorway did she somewhat recover.

"Ah, Bokue. You're here."

Seeing the young man appear at the entrance, Chisato Hasegawa's originally rather indifferent expression immediately revealed threads of gentle smile.

She set down her coffee cup and rose from the desk, raising her hand to point at the door beside Bokue, indicating he should close it.

"Perfect timing. Come in and we'll talk."

Hmm??

Bokue felt somewhat surprised.

Normally, even school nurses should follow school regulations. Like seeing students show up at the infirmary at this hour—if they didn't directly state physical discomfort, typically they'd ask why the student wasn't participating in field exercises.

He'd even prepared to do what he'd done earlier outside with that Sakazaki teacher—directly toss over a ten-mana mind control and be done.

But unexpectedly, Nurse Hasegawa didn't even ask. That worked out well—saved him trouble.

Thinking this, Bokue turned to close the door behind him.

Simultaneously, Chisato Hasegawa had already come before him.

The beautiful young woman with long black hair, glasses, and an intellectual aura raised her face to examine the young man before her.

"Not being able to meet all summer vacation—feels like it's been ages."

Then Chisato Hasegawa suddenly spread both arms. Just like that time back at Kuoh Academy, without any warning she directly embraced him with spread arms.

???

Bokue raised three question marks in succession.

Soft sensation transmitted through thin summer clothing. Chisato Hasegawa still wore her usual outfit—green knit sleeveless vest on top, short suspender dress on bottom with black stockings.

Since she wore a white coat loosely draped over her entire body, from external appearance you couldn't tell whether she wore undergarments inside.

But now with the two in chest-to-chest zero-distance contact, the feeling seemed to be...

"Hasegawa-sensei?"

Bokue was completely thrown off.

Though he wasn't the classic herbivore light novel protagonist who'd insist on pure friendship even with naked heroines standing before him, he definitely wasn't someone who'd eat anything without discrimination.

If he really ate anything indiscriminately, that wouldn't even qualify as gluttony—that'd be a pure slop bucket.

Normally, if a girl you were already fairly familiar with suddenly acted extremely intimately toward you, any mentally sound person should vaguely guess her reasons for doing so.

But if you were completely unfamiliar—relationship limited to mere acquaintance—yet she still threw herself at you, that made it hard not to suspect ulterior motives.

"Whew~ This scent... truly mysterious. Every time I see you, I feel an impulse to embrace you."

Without any intention of hiding, the beautiful school nurse who usually presented an appearance of desireless indifference tightly hugged the young man before her, deeply breathing in his scent.

That exaggerated?

Bokue mentally leaned back tactically.

But he still spoke up as reminder.

"So didn't Hasegawa-sensei arrange for a physical examination today?"

"Mmm..."

Having seemingly entered immersion mode, the school nurse whose cheeks grew increasingly hot even momentarily forgot to respond, only continuously breathing deeply with occasional perfunctory hums.

"That's right, it's... physical examination. I'm helping you with... examination... right now..."

Wait, seriously?

Bokue was getting somewhat speechless.

Surely this school nurse who appeared coldly aloof on the surface wasn't actually the perverted type underneath?

Even Kuroka at home wasn't this exaggerated usually...

Oh wait, she actually was.

But that was built on years of his continuous "irrigation."

In comparison, Rias and the others would never be this exaggerated. Though they'd immediately turn teary-eyed and flip to riding entertainment mode with slight effort from him, they wouldn't directly pounce on sight.

Moreover, he had no deep connection with this School Nurse Hasegawa. How could it reach this level?

Just as Bokue was about to fall into thought, the school nurse who'd been buried in his chest suddenly released her embrace, staggering back half a step somewhat unsteadily.

"?"

"Alright... that's enough. The examination shows... your body is very healthy, no problems whatsoever..."

As if aftereffects lingered, when Chisato Hasegawa spoke these words, her white coat's lapels still rose and fell violently. The flush on her face had nearly spread to her earlobes.

This made Bokue even more speechless.

So she'd called him over just to sniff him once?

Being catnip at home wasn't enough—had to be human-nip at school too?

What the hell...

"Meaning I can leave now?"

Bokue grew even more confused.

"Mmm..."

Chisato Hasegawa adjusted her glasses and pressed her lips together. Her throat moved noticeably.

"You may."

What the...

Without lingering a moment, Bokue directly turned to leave.

Really just called him over for one sniff and done? With this time, he might as well have gone to the office to visit a certain gothic girl...

"Whew~"

A few seconds later, as the infirmary door opened and closed, the school nurse still standing by the desk slowly exhaled heated breath.

Truly... hadn't expected that after just one summer vacation, he'd already grown this powerful.

That unprecedented strength—and likely never to be replicated—that even ancient gods had never possessed nearly made her lose control just now.

Though this worked out well. From now on, no one could ever hurt or betray you...

Just as Chisato Hasegawa closed her eyes, preparing to savor that feeling she'd experienced on the young man, rhythmic knocking suddenly came from outside the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

Hmm?

Clearly impossible for Bokue to return. Having recovered, Chisato immediately composed her expression and straightened her bearing.

"Come in."

The school nurse said flatly.

As her words fell, the next second the infirmary door was pushed open from outside again.

However, the person appearing outside was Sakazaki—who'd brushed past Bokue in the first-floor administrative hall earlier and should currently be supervising student exercises on the field.

He stepped into the infirmary and stopped before kneeling before Chisato Hasegawa.

"It's me, Lady Afureia."

"...Ornis."

Though before her should be Sakazaki—a former colleague from old Kuoh Academy—Chisato calmly spoke another name.

"Why are you here?"

"I've come to bring You back, Lady Afureia."

As Sakazaki spoke, his form also began changing. From his original human body, after spatial distortion-like flickering, he transformed into the "Heroic Spirit" appearance Bokue and others had seen in the Northern Territory—not building-sized but more solid and energized.

"Bring me back?"

Chisato remained unmoved.

"My mission isn't complete. I can't return."

"But it's been ten years!"

Ornis raised his face sharply. Though wearing that mask-like Heroic Spirit face that couldn't move or show expression, somehow one could clearly sense threads of... simp energy.

"Ten years ago, Lady Afureia, You chose to come to this filthy mortal realm to protect that brat, saying You'd let him grow sufficient to become one of us. But ten years have passed, yet he still hasn't been moved by Your sincerity. Isn't that enough?!"

"Ten years?"

Chisato said flatly.

"I don't recall when ten years became a long unit for us gods."

"But to me it is!"

Ornis grew more agitated.

"These ten years, every single day I've awaited Lady Afureia's return. But..."

"But what?"

"No, nothing."

Ornis suddenly calmed at this point. His tone immediately returned to tranquility as he shook his head and rose from the ground.

"I said I came to bring You back, Lady Afureia. The work You haven't completed—I'll complete for You."

"Oh? You mean you'll replace me in contacting him?"

As if hearing something she didn't particularly care about yet found somewhat amusing, Chisato lifted her lips in a half-smile.

"Fine then. Go ahead."

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Meanwhile, Bokue had already reached outside Natsuki Minamiya's office.

He didn't particularly care about what had happened earlier in the infirmary.

More accurately, very few things could make him care anymore these days.

School Nurse Hasegawa's behavior in the infirmary had indeed exceeded the young man's expectations, but fortunately Bokue hadn't sensed any hostility from her. So what passed, passed.

Rather than dwelling on those matters, Bokue was more inclined to visit a certain gothic girl.

Though he'd known long ago that Natsuki Minamiya had always juggled two jobs between school and the island's Special Police Force—naturally drawing two salaries—this still seemed his first time seeing her work at Saikai Academy.

Wondering if she'd also wear that gothic outfit she usually wore at the Special Police Force?

Worth mentioning: though both school workers, and Natsuki's office was indeed inside the school's academic building, it wasn't located on normal classroom floors.

Instead, it was directly set up in an unused office at the end of the top floor's empty level.

Probably because she disliked overly noisy or crowded environments, wanting a secluded place for quiet work.

In other words, if Bokue weren't coming over right now, theoretically the only person who'd regularly appear here daily would be Natsuki herself.

Thinking this, Bokue pressed his hand on the office doorknob.

Creeeak—

As the handle pressed down, the office door—with excellent sealing and soundproofing—slowly opened.

The moment the door opened, cool air rushed out from inside, mixed with faint coffee fragrance.

That was normal enough. Though this was an empty floor, since Saikai Academy had central air conditioning installed, whether unused classrooms or occupied ones—as long as central AC ran, it maintained constant temperature twenty-four hours.

"Knock before entering. Don't you understand such basic courtesy?"

The second Bokue pushed open the office door, a certain gothic girl's voice—majestic yet carrying a slight nasal tone that made it especially cute—came from inside the office.

Behind a wide wooden desk, documents piled high on the desk completely blocked Natsuki from view. Couldn't see the person, only hearing the tap tap of ballpoint pen strokes from behind the document mountain.

"Next time. I'm already inside."

Bokue raised an eyebrow, stepping into the office and closing the door behind him.

Hmm?

The gothic girl originally writing behind the desk like rapid rainfall froze slightly hearing this voice, her hand movements suddenly stopping.

Then she set down her ballpoint pen. Both hands pressed on the desk surface as she sat straight, stretching her neck upward to raise her face—barely revealing a pair of eyes from behind the document mountain. Seeing the young man who'd entered, her mouth twitched.

"You actually dare come here..."

"Why wouldn't I?"

Bokue strode across the office to stand beside the desk, looking down. What met his eyes was the gothic girl surrounded by various documents.

Looking closer revealed all these documents bore "Special Police Force" stamps.

Natsuki narrowed her eyes with slightly dissatisfied expression.

"Still asking why? It's the first day of school, yet you weren't at morning roll call. If I hadn't checked off for you... hmm?"

"Can't really expect me to obediently show up in the classroom bright and early, right?"

Bokue scratched his face.

If nothing went wrong, he was now indisputably the world's number one. Making the world's number one sit properly in class? That just sounded awkward.

Natsuki: "..."

Actually seemed about right.

"Plus, why would morning roll call include me?"

Bokue felt somewhat curious.

"Are you teaching my original class now, Natsuki?"

"No."

The gothic girl said flatly.

"Because of the school merger, classes merged too. But I'm no longer homeroom teacher—not even a teacher really. I'm just a counselor now."

"Got demoted?"

Bokue guessed casually.

"As if. I voluntarily switched positions."

Natsuki rolled her eyes slightly.

"After all, being homeroom teacher involves way too much. Just teaching students daily already takes up a huge chunk of time, plus grading homework and such... The old me could naturally handle it, but circumstances are different now. If I'm juggling work with the force simultaneously, I really can't manage."

"Though fortunately the school merged this time, so I conveniently dumped homeroom teacher work on your Kuoh Academy's original homeroom teacher. As for me, I just need to do daily roll call..."

"Then spend free time in the office working your side gig?"

Bokue glanced down at the numerous documents on the gothic girl's desk.

At school but writing Special Police Force documents—doing one job while collecting two salaries, huh?

"That's all your fault anyway."

When Natsuki said this, her tone carried threads of dissatisfaction.

"I'm no longer the 'Void Witch' of old. If I don't sleep enough while alive, eternal sleep really will come early. I don't want to die from overwork at twenty-six."

"Then quit."

"Are you stupid? As if I could."

Natsuki rolled her eyes again.

"Ultimately, teaching here at school is also part of my Special Police Force job. That should be easy enough to understand, right?"

Alright, so read as homeroom teacher, written as security guard.

Really became learning English from the security guard.

Oh wait, now she'd switched to counselor—didn't even need to teach classes anymore.

"Though this works out better. At least I don't have to keep running back and forth to classrooms daily."

Natsuki propped up her cheek with one hand while skillfully spinning her ballpoint pen with the other, sighing lightly.

"Originally had to run to classrooms at least six or seven times daily—but that was built on the premise of directly teleporting to classroom doors. Now I can't use spatial control magic. Going up and down stairs so many times daily if I had to rely on legs... just thinking about it makes my feet ache."

"You mean the smell?"

"Muscle aches... wait, what are you doing?!"

Before finishing, Natsuki suddenly felt herself being lifted from the office chair, her entire waist down floating up.

Simultaneously, Bokue had already come behind the gothic girl, holding her waist while pushing the chair aside.

"Naturally helping your spatial control magic recover sooner. What else?"

"Wha...!"

Realizing this guy's next plan, Natsuki's face instantly flushed.

"This is an office, don't you dare... ngh!"

First strike backstab interrupted the gothic girl's remaining words. From behind came only Bokue's casual statement.

"Don't worry. I've already set soundproofing and people-repelling barriers. No one will come until I leave."