DxD: I Sealed Sukuna’s Finger, Now They Want My Number

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The original lunch plan got derailed thanks to that sudden invitation. After returning from their grocery run downtown, the trio decided to regroup and talk over the details of tomorrow night's banquet.

But first, all the fresh ingredients had to be sorted out.

Especially Nagisa's. Since it was midsummer break, she hadn't been able to stop herself earlier—she'd impulsively chucked two massive tubs of ice cream into the shopping cart while at Keystone Gate.

Sure, the center had given her an insulated tote with the ice cream, but it was only good for so long. After a nearly 30-minute bus ride and in this heat? If they didn't get that stuff into a freezer soon, it was going to be soup.

"I'll head over to Nagisa's first—gotta put this stuff away,"

Bokue said, raising the heavy bags stuffed with Nagisa's loot as Yukina fumbled with her keys at her door.

"Oh, got it. Go ahead, senpai. I can manage on my own here."

Yukina nodded after a quick glance at his hands.

She didn't think much of it. It was a reflexive reply.

Bokue didn't say anything else—just gave a casual thumbs-up and headed toward Nagisa's apartment next door.

Then—

Yukina blinked.

Wait.

Did that… just sound like she was being all flirty?

That whole "I can manage on my own" line… wasn't that exactly the kind of thing a drama heroine would say when she actually wanted the guy to turn around and help her?

Her face instantly flushed red.

Ugh—no! No no no!

She was not that kind of girl. She wasn't some tsundere rom-com lead!

Besides… she and Bokue weren't like that. What happened this morning—if it even counted as anything—was just a misunderstanding. Hell, Bokue probably didn't even realize it happened.

But still—

If Bokue was already involved with Nagisa like that… and then something happened between her and him this morning… and don't forget about Aiba-senpai before that…

Thunk!

Unable to bear her own spiraling thoughts any longer, Yukina pulled her key from the lock and, after making sure the hallway was empty, balled her hand into a fist and lightly smacked herself in the forehead.

Enough. Stop it. Just stop overthinking everything!

Drawing on her training and mental fortitude honed at the Lion King Organization, she forced herself to shove all her feelings aside and redirected her focus back to the letter they'd received.

No point dwelling on nonsense. Better to concentrate on what really mattered.

Still muttering her personal mantra, Yukina finally stepped inside.

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Meanwhile, over in Nagisa's place—

She had just finished putting away the last of her groceries when Bokue came in, carrying the rest of her loot. Seeing him at the door, she quietly stepped aside to give him space at the fridge.

As Bokue knelt to organize everything into categories and store it neatly, Nagisa suddenly leaned forward, rose onto her tiptoes, and pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Hehe~ Big Bro, what do you think would've happened if Yukina-chan had walked in on that just now?"

"…I dunno."

Bokue froze mid-motion, then added after a beat—

"Best-case scenario? She reports me and I get arrested."

"Don't be ridiculous."

Nagisa puffed out her chest proudly, hands on her hips.

"Even if Yukina-chan did report you, I'd testify that it wasn't your fault at all."

"Much appreciated."

Bokue's deadpan tone left no doubt how much he didn't appreciate it.

The room fell quiet for a few seconds as he continued putting away the groceries.

Then—

"So… about the guy who sent that invitation—any idea who he is?"

"Not really." Bokue shut the fridge and stood up, casually pinching her cheek. "But who cares? Vampire or not, it's nothing to worry about."

"Even if it's a True Ancestor?"

Nagisa stuck her tongue out cheekily.

Bokue just shot her a side glance and shrugged.

"Even if it's a True Ancestor."

"Wow~ That answer really bumped your score up in my heart, Big Bro." Nagisa giggled, visibly delighted.

She was just about to move in for another kiss when—

"Senpai? Nagisa? Are you two ready yet?"

Yukina's voice rang out from the hallway.

"…Tch." Nagisa froze, lips hovering in the air.

She and Bokue exchanged a glance. She sighed and gave a sheepish smile.

"I guess we should go."

"…Yeah."

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Back in Yukina's apartment—

By the time Bokue and Nagisa stepped in, Yukina was already seated on the couch, rereading the letter.

As they entered, she set the paper down and let out a quiet breath.

"While you were unpacking, I gave the Lion King Organization a quick call. They confirmed Dimitrie Vatler is a vampire noble from the Lost Warlord Domain. He's extremely high-ranking, and supposedly incredibly powerful—strong enough to have devoured two Elders. His combat level is… nearly True Ancestor-tier."

She paused for a moment, then added—

"Actually… he is a True Ancestor. A real one."

Not all True Ancestors were created equal. Take Nagisa, for example—technically the Fourth True Ancestor, with magic levels to match… but vampires got most of their real firepower from their Familiars. And while the First True Ancestor, the Lost Warlord, commanded seventy-two of them…

Nagisa? She only had one.

So yeah. Technically, she was a True Ancestor. But… it came with an asterisk.

"So what's the actual problem?" Bokue asked, picking his ear.

"The only real issue is…" Yukina raised the letter. "If we're going to attend this banquet, we'll each need formal attire."

"I don't." Bokue's response was immediate.

His logic had always been brutally simple: you invite me, that's your honor. I show up, that's mine. But if you mess around and try anything funny? I'll take my honor right back.

Just like with the Phoenix family.

Didn't have his name on the invite? Fine—he demolished their gates.

Didn't wear formalwear? Okay—say goodbye to your yacht.

"I think I still have a few dresses I could wear," Nagisa chimed in thoughtfully. "Mom bought me a bunch back in the day. I never really wore them much, but they should still fit. If Yukina-chan needs one, I could loan her—uh…"

Her voice faltered. Her eyes drifted down toward Yukina's chest.

…Yeah, those measurements were not compatible.

So unfair.

Just as things were veering toward awkward silence, a knock echoed from the front door.

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