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Late into the night, sleep wouldn't come for Himeno. The last few hours had been a whirlwind, leaving her wide awake. Her mind kept circling back to the confession with Yuto earlier that evening on the way back.
"Ahhh! Why did I just blurt it out like that!" she groaned inwardly. Embarrassment flooded her, turning her whole body red as a ripe tomato. It wasn't just her fair cheeks, her delicate collarbone, the proud curves of her chest, her slim waist, even her long, graceful legs flushed a deep crimson.
This was bad. Really bad. Confessing so boldly to a good-looking guy like Yuto, only for him to use it as an excuse to "devour" her? Even for someone as mature as Himeno, the thought made her heart stumble with shy panic.
Click, click.
The bathroom door swung open. Yuto stepped out, towel in hand, rubbing his damp hair as he approached Himeno. She'd burrowed into the blankets like an ostrich, hoping to hide.
"So," he said, his voice low and teasing, "shall we get started, Miss Himeno? Are you ready?"
She felt his hand slide around her slender waist. A shy nod was all she could manage. "Yuto," she murmured, voice soft, "I've never done this before. Be gentle, okay?"
Her faint scent hit him then—fresh and rich, like orchids blooming at midnight. It stirred something in Yuto, making his pulse quicken. He pulled her closer, brushing a light kiss against her smooth, pale cheek. Himeno's body gave a small shiver, but she didn't pull away. No resistance, no whispered 'stop.' Nothing.
Inside, she was fighting to keep her embarrassment in check. Her teeth pressed hard against her lower lip, her thoughts a jumbled mess. The heat burned away any trace of calm or reason. Her mind went blank, she couldn't think straight even if she tried. Then, in the next moment, the room filled with lewd sounds.
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Time slipped by fast. Another day gone in a flash. While Yuto was having his fun, the world outside was buzzing with big news. Morning came, and as he pulled on his clothes, he glanced out the window. The sun had been up for a while, painting the clouds in warm, fiery shades that stretched across the sky like an endless blaze.
Beside him, sprawled across the bed, was a beautiful woman. She looked worn out, her expression soft with exhaustion. A pair of gray-black T-strap heels still clung to her snow-white feet, but her top and skirt lay in a messy heap on the floor. Poor Himeno, worn out from both body and mind, she'd slipped into a deep sleep. Yuto smiled gently, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her smooth forehead. Then he finished dressing and stepped out of the room.
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Down in the living room, a handful of girls were gathered around the TV, munching on breakfast while the morning news played.
[Breaking News: A brutal student attack rocked Shuchinn Academy. Dozens dead on campus. The principal has stepped down, bowing in apology to the families.]
[Latest Report: Another gas explosion in the Kanto region—the sixteenth this month nationwide. Furious locals are blocking city hall, demanding answers from officials.]
[Flash: The president's live broadcast just confirmed the supernatural world's existence. First public reveal ever!]
"Whoa, change the channel quick! I wanna see this!" Iwanaga Kotoko practically bounced with excitement, tugging at Kirisu Mafuyu's arm.
"Alright, alright," the teacher sighed, rubbing her forehead like she had a headache coming on. She flicked the remote, switching channels.
The screen jumped to a live feed: the president bowing to the nation. "I'm sorry, everyone," he said gravely. "I have to tell you the truth, our country has supernatural stuff going on."
"Wow, this is gonna blow up," Megumi deadpanned, sipping her milk with zero expression.
"Yeah," Utaha agreed, nodding slightly as she scrolled through her phone. Social media was already a mess, just as she'd figured. Tons of worried posts.
'The world's about to shift again,' Yuto thought, eating breakfast while the mercury maid hovered nearby. In times like this, normal people were stuck—powerless. The supernatural types? They'd probably just get bolder.
"I swear I'll keep you all safe," the president droned on. "Please keep voting for me." Yuto clicked the TV off. He wasn't in the mood for politician nonsense.
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Yuto headed down to the basement, stepping into his magic workshop. Time to crack open the Noble Phantasm book and boost his strength. In this messy era, getting stronger was the only way to keep the people around him safe. After taking down "Kuubou," he'd warned 20 Saint Quartz, plus 5 more from offing Aki.
From the random lineup of Spirit Origins, he got Archer's Noble Phantasm upgrade. Emiya Shirou aka Red A had been buffed so many times in the game, and those upgrades carried over here. Under a gear-strewn sky, on a crimson stretch of earth, Yuto squared off against the Shadow Servant version of Archer. It took some effort, but he finally pulled it off, leveling up the Noble Phantasm.
"Unlimited Blade Works," he muttered, testing it out. A grin crept onto his face. Senji Muramasa's version of the skill was finally blending into his dual Unlimited Blade Works setup. Maybe soon he'd nail the real deal—a triple Emiya-style Unlimited Blade Works.
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Time pass by so fast you barely notice until it's gone. Looking back, Marin realized it'd been a whole month since the Shuchinn Academy killings. She'd changed a lot in that time—grown up some. These days, Yuto's fancy villa was buzzing with life. Girls everywhere, their laughter filling the place up every single day.
His household had picked up some new faces. Iwanaga Kotoko, the so-called Monster Princess, had moved in on her own. Even Marin's homeroom teacher, Kirisu Mafuyu, is living there. Then there was Yuto's girlfriend, Kasumigaoka Utaha, and Megumi, popping by now and then to play some flirty little games with him. Whenever that happened, Kirisu and Kotoko would turn red and fidget, pressing their legs together like they didn't know what to do with themselves.
Oh, and Mei,Yukino, that pretty girl and the Shinomiya family's eldest daughter showed up sometimes too. Thing is, those two couldn't meet without butting heads. Part of it was their take-no-crap attitudes. The other part? Yuto had sunk money into both their families' businesses, sparking a quiet rivalry between them.
Honestly, Marin liked this cozy chaos. Sure, some might call it loud, but for a girl who'd lost her mom young, the noise felt like home. Lately, the blonde gal had been working on convincing her dad to let her move into the villa. 'Hehe, then I'd be even closer to Yuto,' she thought, snapping out of her daydream.
In the villa's study room, Yomi was patiently teaching her about spiritual power. "That's the gist of it, Miss Marin. How's it coming along?" The black-haired girl knelt on the tatami, her long, slim legs curved just right—elegant and soft. Marin stole an envious glance. Her own legs were thicker, but Yuto seemed to prefer Yomi's graceful style.
"Uh… sorry," Marin mumbled. "This is as good as I can get." She clenched her teeth, focusing hard. After a bit, a faint glowing orb flickered to life in her palm. That was it, her best shot. Her shoulders slumped, disappointment sinking in.
"Well…" Yomi trailed off, unsure how to cheer her up. Maybe fate had poured all its gifts into Marin's looks instead. Her spiritual talent was pretty much nonexistent.
"Let's stop here," Marin said. "I'm gonna go for a walk." She wasn't the type to worry over stuff too long. With a quick wave to Yomi, she bounced out of the villa, heading for the commercial street.
It didn't take long to get there, but something was off. The street, usually packed was dead quiet, not a soul around. Then, out of nowhere, a small figure in a sailor uniform darted around the corner. Curiosity tugging at her, Marin followed without a second thought.
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