Shunsuke Miyano was constantly mistaken for a delinquent.
Maybe it was because he'd been playing basketball since elementary school, making him tower over his peers. All that exercise had carved out some serious pecs and abs, too. Before high school, Shunsuke hadn't cared much about his appearance; long bangs hid his eyes, giving him a dark, withdrawn vibe. To change that image, he chopped off his hair into a cleaner style after enrolling in Homurahara Academy's high school division. He tried to be more outgoing, hoping to boost his reputation, but it always backfired spectacularly.
Helping an old lady cross the street? People assumed he had ulterior motives. Helping a lost elementary kid find their way home? Mistaken for shaking down the kid, attracting wary glances from cops. The problem probably stemmed from his eyes. Even in shadow, Shunsuke's gaze was sharp, piercing. Combined with his built physique, it gave him a unique aura—even his smiles seemed to inspire fear or submission. Realizing this was just part of him, Shunsuke finally gave up trying so hard. He'd even skipped joining the basketball club when he started high school—unlike in middle school—sacrificing one of his few hobbies just to try and seem normal. Living alone meant he had nothing better to do after school anyway.
Homurahara Academy sat on a hill in Miyama Town, surrounded by residential areas and a shopping district. Shunsuke worked part-time at a convenience store there. Out of uniform and friendless, even some Homurahara students didn't recognize him as a classmate.
"Are you sure you want to quit? Is the pay too low?" the store manager asked, looking disappointed when Shunsuke handed in his resignation.
"The pay's okay, really. Stocking shelves and running the register isn't too much work," Shunsuke replied. "I just decided I want to do something I'm actually interested in. Sorry about this."
"No need to apologize to me, Miyano. You worked hard here. But you're a high school student, I get it. Didn't you say you were working to support yourself, though? I remember you live alone."
"Well..." Shunsuke trailed off. The manager's words hit home; his quitting had nothing to do with improved finances. He just really wanted to get back to his hobby. The kind-eyed, squinting female manager sighed.
"How about this? You don't have to work regular shifts anymore. But if you ever need some cash, just contact me beforehand, and I'll fit you into the schedule. You still have my contact info, right?"
Shunsuke nodded at her kindness, bowed his thanks, folded his apron neatly, grabbed his bag, and left the store. Walking through the shopping district, he occasionally saw couples getting cozy on the street. He usually pretended not to notice, just walking past, but sometimes he couldn't help sneaking a glance. Watching a guy's hand freely knead his girlfriend's ass, her expression totally natural… they'd probably already slept together, done even more exciting things. And here he was, utterly alone. Forget a girlfriend, he didn't even have friends.
"A girlfriend, huh…" Shunsuke mumbled, watching the couples. "Will I ever get one? Someone like me?" His standards weren't even high. A girl with average looks and build would be fine, as long as she was nice and decent. He'd been trying to improve himself since starting high school, but his grades were stuck in the middle, and while his features were decent, his intimidating eyes and aura always kept people at bay.
Deep down, though, Shunsuke knew his situation wasn't entirely normal. He had a bizarre secret, one nobody would ever believe: he was descended from a declining magus family and had inherited the 'Mystic Eyes' bloodline trait, allowing him to see spiritual power, or mana. While useful for a magus, allowing him to perceive the ley lines of Fuyuki River, they were useless for his fallen family and mostly just caused him trouble.
"The recruitment… Am I too late?"
It was nearing dusk when Shunsuke got back to Homurahara Academy. The track field was mostly empty, just a few track and field members still running or practicing high jump. Twilight painted the sky orange, bathing the school buildings and trees in a nostalgic, yellowish filter like an old photograph. Crows cawed from antenna poles. Shunsuke headed across the track towards the gymnasium.
According to a notice he saw yesterday, the basketball club was recruiting today. Having missed the best time to join as a first-year, Shunsuke couldn't afford to miss this chance; third year would leave no time for clubs. But his sense of responsibility kept him at his part-time job after school, making him misjudge the time. Now it was past five.
"Archery club…"
Passing the archery range, Shunsuke couldn't help glancing over. Unfortunately, he didn't spot the famous beauty, Sakura Matou, a junior he didn't even dare to greet. She was an ethereal beauty, comparable to the two most popular girls in his own grade.
Shunsuke quickened his pace, rushing past the archery range and arriving at the gymnasium, only for his expression to fall. The gym door had just been locked. A boy holding the keys was joining his waiting friends. Clearly, the basketball recruitment event was over. School had ended hours ago; anyone serious about joining would have applied already, unlike Shunsuke, showing up close to six.
As the track club members also packed up and left, the school grounds grew even quieter. Only the crows calling from the rooftop seemed to mock Shunsuke standing before the gym.
"Forget it."
After standing there for a long moment, feeling helpless and annoyed, Shunsuke accepted reality. If he hadn't finished that last shift, leaving the manager scrambling, he probably would've made it. But he didn't regret it. He did what he felt was right. Fate decreed it, nothing to be done.
"Huh?"
Just as he was about to turn away, Shunsuke's gaze landed on the sports equipment storage shed next to the gymnasium. The door to the shed, where gear was usually kept, was locked. But in Shunsuke's eyes, the lock shimmered like a mere illusion—more suspicious than being unlocked. Furthermore, a potent, air-distorting power pulsed faintly above the shed, making his vision flicker almost imperceptibly. It was rare for him to encounter such anomalies, especially at school.
Shunsuke hesitated. He started to walk away, then stopped. After a minute of internal debate, he feigned casualness and walked towards the shed, like any student discovering an unlocked door. He pushed gently. The door swung open into pitch darkness; no lights were on. Shunsuke opened his mouth to call out, to ask if anyone was inside, but a sense of danger stopped him. Intense curiosity won out, compelling him to step inside.
Click.
The moment he entered, the shed door slammed shut and locked behind him. Shunsuke jumped, yanking hard on the handle, but the door, which shouldn't have been that sturdy, didn't budge an inch, even against his strength. Just as he was about to yell for help, soft voices echoed from the depths of the dark shed, making him instinctively swallow his shout.
"Alright, hide-and-seek is over. I advise you not to disturb the peace of this area."
"You're the one who suddenly appeared and disturbed me, Miss Tohsaka. Besides, what I plan to do should be none of your concern, right?"
"Don't be ridiculous! Using a Holy Grail in territory guarded by the Tohsaka family? How could it not concern me?"
Both speakers were female, their voices lovely. One even sounded familiar to Shunsuke. Then, another voice joined in, languid, with a foreign accent.
"Setting aside Tohsaka's boring justification, I'm more interested in knowing if this Grail truly is the legendary omnipotent wish-granting device. Wasn't it supposed to be summoned only through a ritual?"
"As expected of the Edelfelt heiress. You must have had your eye on this Aphrodite Grail for some time too, correct?"
"This young lady just didn't expect the Aphrodite Grail, painstakingly tracked from Greece to Fuyuki, to end up in your hands. Ever since the great Grail Ritual stopped being held every sixty years, this fractured Grail holds a fatal attraction for any magus. Even I, accustomed to great treasures, couldn't pass it up, let alone the notoriously poor Miss Tohsaka~"
"Who are you calling poor!"
Tohsaka? Edelfelt? The conversation finally clicked for Shunsuke. Both surnames carried significant weight at Homurahara Academy. And now, individuals bearing them were here, in the sports shed.
"Regardless, hand over the Grail immediately, Miss Yoshizawa," the girl identified as Tohsaka said grimly. "Otherwise, I'll be forced to expend precious jewels against you."
There was a pause from the other side, then a playful tone emerged. "You two… seem quite desperate to get the Grail yourselves, don't you? Despite the grandstanding and feigned nonchalance, I can see you both crave it immensely. Why?"
Tohsaka and Edelfelt fell silent. Then Tohsaka spoke again, voice tight. "That's none of your business!"
"The omnipotent wish-granter… wealth, power, even life and death. Indeed, no one can resist such temptation," the girl called Yoshizawa sounded calmer now. "The obsession and greed are practically written all over your face, Miss Tohsaka."
"Greed is human nature, and seizing prizes is the instinct of the strong. The Edelfelt family has always operated this way. Therefore, I, Luviagelita Edelfelt, have no need to hide it. For the Edelfelts, this Grail represents one of the most valuable treasures in centuries."
Shunsuke couldn't believe it. Homurahara Academy's two most famous beautiful girls, Luviagelita Edelfelt and Rin Tohsaka, were actually in the sports shed. And from the sound of it, they were trying to take something called a 'Holy Grail' from this Yoshizawa girl. While Rin and Luvia being magi wasn't a total shock—Shunsuke himself was tangentially involved in that world—this unheard-of Aphrodite Grail filled him only with unease.
Then, Yoshizawa spoke again, her voice full of confidence. "Though it's a fractured Aphrodite Grail, many have already risked their lives for it. Are you prepared to do the same?"
"Do you think you can still run?" Rin challenged.
"Run? No, not anymore," Yoshizawa replied smoothly. "After all, as Ai Yoshizawa, heir to a fallen magus family, I stand little chance against prodigies like you. But even if I surrendered the Grail, who should receive it? Miss Edelfelt? Or Miss Rin Tohsaka?"
Seeing neither girl reply, Ai Yoshizawa let out a soft chuckle. "Since that's the case, why don't we let the Grail itself decide?"
"Let… the Grail decide?" Luvia sounded puzzled.
"A Grail War. Using spirit-summoning rituals to fight each other. The only way to obtain the omnipotent wish-granter," Ai's lovely voice grew deeper, colder. "Since neither of you will yield the Grail to the other, let's settle it with the fairest ritual."
"Are you implying Aphrodite has its own consciousness?" Luvia was the first to sense the strangeness; a Grail deciding its own master seemed unprecedented.
"It does. Because the Aphrodite Grail is a 'fractured thing'. Unlike the Greater Grail, it chooses its master, bestowing upon them the sweetest dreams, fulfilling their every desire. I am merely its temporary keeper, until its true ownership is decided through the Grail ritual."
This time, the silence in the darkness stretched, thick and heavy. Even Shunsuke held his breath.
"I accept." Rin's voice was firm.
"As an Edelfelt, Luviagelita accepts the challenge," Luvia responded with equal gravity. Observing them, Shunsuke realized Ai Yoshizawa had been right. Their intense obsession and greed for the Grail, previously masked by cool composure, were now laid bare.
"Then—" Ai Yoshizawa's voice lost all warmth. "The magic circle is already drawn. Let the ritual begin immediately."
"Wha—" Shunsuke startled, looking down only then to see glowing violet lines under his feet. His low-level Mystic Eyes immediately recognized it as a magic circle formation. With his own meager magic circuits, panic seized him. Should I run? Where?
But the entire floor of the shed had clearly been prepared by Ai. The moment Rin and Luvia agreed to the ritual, the Grail activated it, trapping Shunsuke within. Panicked and lost, he stumbled forward, tripping right into the center, collapsing between the three girls.
"Wait, stop…!" Shunsuke pleaded frantically. But the girls reacted calmly to his sudden appearance, as if they'd known he was eavesdropping all along. Ai Yoshizawa, her face also obscured in the gloom, sighed looking down at him.
"So this is the fourth person chosen by Aphrodite… Such wicked taste…"
At that moment, the magic circle on the floor flared blindingly bright. Shunsuke felt his body go light, then a strange, consuming heat washed over him. A powerful surge of raw excitement pounded in his chest, his heart hammering, mouth instantly dry. Lifting his head, he saw a radiant golden chalice pulsating with rainbow light hovering in the center of the shed. Merely gazing at it sent blood rushing to his head, his loins tightening painfully. It was like the Goddess of Desire herself was dancing seductively right before him.
The light from the magic circle shifted from violet to an intense, throbbing pink. He looked at Rin and Luvia. Their eyes were glazed over, fixed on the Aphrodite Grail hanging in the air, their faces flushed crimson, mingling with the raw hunger in their eyes. The shed filled with a thick, rosy mist. Within it, four distinct, exquisitely curved female silhouettes began to shimmer into view, but Shunsuke could barely register them. His entire body felt like it was on fire, an overwhelming, primal need clawing at his insides, demanding release.
***
The air in the shed grew heavy, saturated with the musky scent of arousal and the pulsating energy of the Aphrodite Grail. Shunsuke's vision blurred, his senses overwhelmed by the primal urge coursing through him. The last vestiges of his control snapped. A feral groan ripped from his throat as he launched himself at Luvia, tackling her onto the dusty floor.
Her eyes, wide and unfocused, met his as he tore savagely at her Homurahara uniform blouse, buttons scattering like confetti. "Oh, fuck, yes," Luvia gasped, her voice thick with lust as she arched her back, pressing her full breasts against his chest. "Do it, Shunsuke. Take me."
He didn't need her permission, but the words fueled his frenzy. His own clothes followed, ripped off in a frenzy, his rock-hard cock springing free, throbbing with need. He crashed his mouth onto hers, a brutal kiss that silenced her moans, his tongue invading her mouth as he jammed himself against the juncture of her thighs. Her panties were a flimsy barrier, soaked through with her arousal.
Squelch!
With a single, ruthless thrust, he tore through the fabric and buried himself deep inside her. The tight, wet heat of her pussy engulfed him, a wave of pleasure so intense he nearly came right then. "Fuck, you're so tight," he growled against her lips, his voice raw. Luvia's nails dug into his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his waist as she urged him deeper.
"Harder, damn it," she panted, her hips bucking to meet his relentless thrusts. The slick, obscene sounds of their bodies colliding filled the shed, the incredible friction of her inner walls clenching around him driving him wild. He pounded into her with a desperate, animalistic rhythm, each thrust sending jolts of ecstasy through his body. Luviagelita Edelfelt, the untouchable beauty of Homurahara, was his to claim, her body yielding to every brutal movement.
But Luvia wasn't the only one craving him. Rin Tohsaka, her uniform in tatters, crawled toward them, her perfect breasts bouncing with each movement, nipples hard and begging for attention. Her face was a mask of pure, unfiltered lust, her lips parted as she moaned, "Shunsuke, I need you too. Don't make me wait."
She grabbed his arm, pulling him toward her even as he continued to fuck Luvia. Rin's hand slid between her own thighs, her fingers plunging into her dripping pussy as she watched him. "Look at you, fucking her like a beast," she purred, her voice dripping with desire. "I want that cock inside me next."
Shunsuke's eyes flicked to Ai Yoshizawa, who knelt nearby, her composed demeanor shattered. Her fingers were buried in her own slick folds, her heavy-lidded eyes locked on his cock as it slammed in and out of Luvia. "You're… incredible," Ai murmured, her voice trembling with need. "I didn't expect… this."
The Aphrodite Grail pulsed brighter, its light bathing the shed in a rosy glow that seemed to amplify their desires. Shunsuke pulled out of Luvia with a wet pop, his cock glistening with her juices. Luvia whimpered at the loss, her hand immediately diving between her legs to rub her swollen clit. "Don't stop," she begged, her voice desperate. "I'm so close."
Shunsuke didn't hesitate. He grabbed Rin, flipping her onto her hands and knees. "You want it? Then take it," he snarled, lining himself up with her dripping entrance. Rin moaned, pushing back against him as he thrust into her with one brutal stroke. Her pussy was just as tight, just as wet, and the sensation of her walls gripping him sent a shudder through his body.
"Oh, God, yes!" Rin cried, her voice echoing in the shed. "Fuck me, Shunsuke. Fuck me harder!" Her ass slapped against his hips with each thrust, the sound mingling with her moans and the wet squelching of their bodies. Shunsuke gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pounded into her, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak.
Luvia crawled over, her lips finding Rin's in a sloppy, heated kiss. "You're such a slut for him," Luvia teased between kisses, her hand sliding down to rub Rin's clit as Shunsuke fucked her. Rin moaned into Luvia's mouth, her body trembling as the dual sensations pushed her closer to the edge.
Ai, unable to resist any longer, straddled Luvia's face, her pussy hovering just above Luvia's lips. "Lick me," Ai demanded, her voice shaking with need. Luvia didn't hesitate, her tongue darting out to lap at Ai's slick folds. Ai's moans grew louder, her hips grinding against Luvia's mouth as she chased her own release.
Shunsuke's thrusts grew erratic, the sight of the three girls lost in pleasure pushing him to the brink. "I'm gonna cum," he growled, his voice strained. Rin clenched around him, her own orgasm crashing over her as she screamed his name. The sensation of her pussy milking his cock sent him over the edge, and with a final, powerful thrust, he spilled inside her, his cum filling her as he groaned in ecstasy.
But the Grail's influence wasn't done. Even as he pulled out, his cock still hard and throbbing, Ai was already reaching for him. "My turn," she whispered, her voice sultry as she guided him to the floor. She straddled him, her slick pussy sliding down his length with ease. "Fuck, you're so big," she moaned, her hips rolling as she rode him, her breasts bouncing with each movement.
Luvia and Rin, still panting from their own orgasms, joined in, their hands and mouths exploring each other and Shunsuke. Luvia's tongue flicked over Ai's nipples, while Rin's fingers teased Shunsuke's balls, urging him deeper into Ai. The shed was a cacophony of moans, gasps, and the wet sounds of their bodies moving together, all driven by the insatiable power of the Aphrodite Grail.
***
Outside the sports shed, a male student walking past paused by the window, peering towards it quizzically. His companion noticed.
"What's up?"
"Felt like… there were a lot of people inside? Must be my imagination, right?" The first student squinted.
The second glanced at the locked shed door, then grinned and waved a dismissive hand. "Definitely your imagination. Look, the door's locked tight."
"Yeah, guess you're right."
As the two students walked away, unnoticed in the window's narrow, curtain-free gap, a patch of bare, pale skin pressed against the glass. Below the smooth expanse of a rounded belly, slick with sweat and cum, a brutally thick, vein-roped cock hammered relentlessly into an unseen tightness. Each savage withdrawal splashed milky white fluid onto the straining abdomen above, the rhythmic, wet slapping sounds lost to the evening air. The shed vibrated with the raw, primal energy of the ritual, its secrets locked within.