A simple and direct title.
Sanjiro blinked in confusion. "Huh? My high jump is getting livestreamed?"
Wasn't this just regular physical training?
No one is born omniscient or overwhelmingly powerful from the start—
Oh, except for that Root Princess with innate knowledge, the near-omniscient and omnipotent Israeli King of Fighters, and that King of Uruk deemed Wedge of Heaven…
He really couldn't compare to those monsters.
He had started out as a completely ordinary high school student, with a pitifully low amount of magical circuits.
Forget about standing among those monsters at the top of the human hierarchy—even that infamously unreliable heir, Rin Tohsaka, could easily outclass him in magic talent.
Let alone Illya and Miyu, who were literally born as Holy Grails.
From the moment he realized disaster was coming, Sanjiro, like Dr. Romani, seized every moment to train like a madman.
Training his body, his magic, everything and anything—step by step, he earned his victories.
A bit oddly, his high jump training seemed to be especially effective at strengthening his body. He wasn't sure why.
And then…
He got scouted by that black-hearted capitalist Alaya and began his no-return journey—walking through 6,000 years of human history to protect humanity.
"Sigh, back then I was just a justice-fueled chuunibyou kid…"
Sanjiro let out a soft sigh.
Now, even though he still looked like a 17-year-old boy, he radiated the melancholy of someone who'd seen the world.
Wouldn't it be nice to just lie flat and waste around lazily?
A hero of justice?
A hero saving the world?
Sorry, I gave up on that long ago.
Sanjiro casually opened the video.
Let's see how many people were actually seduced by my high jump!
The moment he clicked play, an overwhelming flood of bullet comments filled the screen—
BobUchiha-[My favorite extra is here!]
4thWarPTSD-[Holy crap, it's the Steel-Willed Savior's extra! LET'S GOOOO!]
GigglesThenShit-[So wait, high jump actually seduced people? What the hell?]
ICastFart-[Does Emiya really have EX-level Charisma? Like, seducing everyone regardless of gender?]
—Comments exploded in excitement.
Countless people in real life also joined in the discussion.
Kirina looked baffled.
"Emiya is indeed strong and handsome, but how does a basic high jump seduce people?"
"No idea."
Mordred was just as confused.
Previously, in Vow Beneath the Snow, the title "Steel-Willed Savior" had been solidified.
Fighting for his sister, seven nights of battle, handcrafting divine constructs, tanking EA to the face, fusing with countless swords, and defeating Angelica who wielded the Twin Star sword(Igalima and Sulsagana)—
he was so cool it made people climax on the spot.
But this video was apparently from his school days, when he was just an ordinary person.
Back then, he seemed completely unremarkable at school, didn't he?
The two kept watching seriously.
Mordred currently had nothing urgent to do.
Later that evening, the First Emperor would be arriving in Fuyuki City to formally meet with the heads of three great nations.
In this age of radiant Heroic Spirits—
The First Emperor, backed by countless heroic spirits from thousands of years of history, wielded power on a nearly unimaginable level.
He stood as one of the two superpowers, alongside the U.S.—who had inherited the legacy of the Greek gods and received aid from unknowable, mysterious forces in their quest to become mechanized deities.
In comparison—
Artoria's Round Table, the lone King of Heroes, and the Dark Saint's Paladin Order all belonged to the second tier.
Since the First Emperor had delegated most of his authority, he rarely appeared in public.
The Empire's Prime Minister, Shokatsu Kōmei, was an unmatched tactician who managed the vast empire almost single-handedly.
This time, Artoria's visit to Japan wasn't just about finding "Nameless," but also aimed to strike deals addressing post-Brexit economic issues.
Contracts involving civilian welfare, weaponry, and energy were on the table.
As Prime Minister, Mordred had to negotiate with that terrifying tactician.
Just thinking about it gave her a headache.
Everyone who'd dealt with Komei before ended up thanking him even as he sold them out.
Geniuses with sky-high IQs really were troublesome!
But for now, she had some time to slack off. Might as well keep watching the video.
On screen—
It was clearly a regular Japanese high school with classic cherry blossom aesthetics.
On an ordinary sports field, a regular teenager was practicing the back-first high jump. He jumped again and again, clumsily, failing to clear the bar every time.
But he never gave up, continuing to train his body persistently.
Kirina grew increasingly confused. "Wait, was the Steel-Willed Savior this weak back then?"
The guy who fought for his sister across seven nights, crafted divine weapons, tanked EA… he looked like just some average boy here?
"Yeah, that's normal. He told me himself—he really started off as a regular person."
Mordred wasn't surprised.
Back when she met Nameless, he'd also taught her to build a strong foundation first.
She looked toward the classroom corridor across the field. "Huh? Isn't that Tohsaka Rin, who welcomed me before?"
"Eh? It really is!" Kirina followed her gaze.
Sure enough, the ponytailed Rin was standing in the hallway, watching the field.
But she wasn't alone. All around the area, in corners and shadows, were countless others watching as well.
"Good grief, just how many people were seduced by Emiya's high jump?"
Kirina couldn't help but widen her eyes.
Just a simple physical training session… and it turned into an N-hit seduction combo!
Wait, why are some of them guys???
Was this that legendary moment where you throw a brick and hit five people who want to climb you?
The peanut gallery had a blast watching:
BoobVenerate-[Damn, I think I saw Rin, Sakura… and even Angelica?! So he's already got all the waifus??]
FateBot-[No way—did Alaya really merge all timelines just to show everyone who was secretly watching him??]
Animalistic-[No cap, I jumped higher than him back in the day—so can I also get a harem? Maybe add my goddess, Tamamo, in the mix!]
AlmightyMiddleFinger-[Bro, with a face like that, you'd probably wonder if you're Big Mom's turd!]
...
"Huh, I'm there too?"
Julian adjusted his glasses, feeling a little confused.
Why did this scene feel familiar?
Oh right—during their old gym class exams, Sanjiro had also practiced high jump.
From clumsy beginnings to practiced skill, Julian had watched him grow step by step.
"Interesting. Seems like there really is some strange connection."
Julian's eyes were filled with thought.
Then, he saw a familiar figure also standing in the distance, watching.
A tall girl with golden twin tails, whose generous figure was particularly eye-catching.
It was his sister—Angelica!
Julian's mouth twitched as he turned to look at his sister, who also worked in the student council:
"So, why are you watching him too?"
"Probably just happened to pass by," Angelica replied calmly.
But inside, she wasn't calm at all. She felt as if she had forgotten a great deal.
There was a strange sense of familiarity when she looked at him. As if she had once been to his home… been gently taken care of by him!
Confusion filled Angelica's deep blue eyes.
Which timeline was this memory from?
Why would she have gone to his house? Could it be that she actually… married him?
"You look like you're hiding a lot," Julian pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, taking on the pose of a great detective. "Judging by your reaction, you clearly have some kind of connection with him. Are you seriously the legendary giant sister-in-law?"
(Ginormous boobas, I take.)
In the previous story Vow Beneath the Snow, Emiya had defeated Angelica with a single sword strike.
Later, when he signed a contract with Alaya and vanished, he gave her a meaningful glance.
Add to that how Angelica rushed toward him as if wanting to embrace him—It made countless gossip-hungry netizens dub her the "giant sister-in-law" online.
That title spread like wildfire in just a day.
No wonder—The giant sister-in-law really had mass appeal!
"N–No way!" Angelica stammered slightly as she denied it.
But this video only made her more confused—
Just what on earth had happened?
…
At the same time.
"Is this what happened back then?"
Rin Tohsaka's cheeks blushed.
In the video, she was standing in the corridor, watching someone do high jumps on the sports field.
Thump thump~
Rin suddenly realized—her heart was pounding wildly.
No way, I—I couldn't possibly have feelings for him!
Her face felt hot, burning almost, yet her eyes were glued to the screen—watching that high-jumping figure.
That idiot… even knowing he could never compare to powerful magi, still never gave up.
Like a fool, he trained every single day. Rain or shine—he never stopped.
He claimed it was boring, yet every day she watched him train, and gradually found herself more and more drawn to him…
Damn that Alaya! This was outright exposing that she had paid attention to him from the start!
In the previous The Oldest King, the goddess Ishtar, who looked exactly like her—
Had already made Rin a massive hit in Fuyuki Academy City.
Many believed she was the reincarnation of a goddess experiencing human life, which explained her magical genius.
And now—she had appeared once again in this new special episode!
Damn it, Alaya!
No, no—remember to stay lady-like!
Must remember the Tohsaka family's teachings!
Rin forced herself to keep an elegant, composed smile, though in her heart, she was already stabbing a tiny doll of Alaya full of needles.
But the weirdest thing was—
In real life, she had indeed once stood in the corridor, watching that shut-in, Sanjiro, do high jumps.
It was oddly similar!
Could they really be connected?
Could she really be Ishtar reincarnated, willing to cast aside her divine form just to become human and find him?
At that moment—
Rin saw her video self standing on one level of the corridor, while another figure stood below—
A purple-haired girl.
It was her sister, Sakura!
Rin's expression turned complicated as she looked toward her sister beside her.
As expected, Sakura was also watching him closely.
It made sense.
Back in Vow Beneath the Snow, Sakura had called him "senpai" sweetly and even boldly confessed to him.
Hesitation leads to defeat.
Decisiveness leads to heartbreak!
In that timeline, Emiya never responded to her confession. He simply went off alone to the battlefield and brought the cruel Holy Grail War to an end overnight—defeating seven enemies in one night.
As her elder sister, she should yield to Sakura, but… this kind of thing…
No, no—why am I even thinking about this?!
Rin's face turned redder and redder, hard to hide.
She shook her head. She just couldn't shake the feeling that guy's high jumping had some strange charm—
As if it multiplied his attractiveness several times over!
"Senpai is just too handsome!"
Sakura's face was flushed with infatuation, making no effort to hide her obsession.
In Vow Beneath the Snow, his unyielding will and last-minute counterattack— When he cut off Gilgamesh's arm and defeated him completely—
That scene was absolutely epic!
So handsome it made her eyes go dreamy!
Sakura wiped a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth, staring at Rin in the video and murmuring,
"Big sister really does want to be with senpai, huh…"
Ever since childhood, she had admired her seemingly omnipotent sister like a puppy, trailing behind her every day.
Even her clothes, hairstyles, and jewelry were copied from Rin.
Rin was just too outstanding.
Like a shining sun right before her eyes—so bright that no matter how hard Sakura tried, she could never catch up.
Whether it was family, teachers, or classmates—
They all praised Rin endlessly.
Sakura had become just a background leaf, highlighting her sister's brilliance.
This should've turned into jealousy.
But under Rin's gentle care, she could only bury it deep inside her heart.
Sakura sighed inwardly, "Ah, sister, I guess I still haven't escaped your shadow. Even the one I like… is the same as you…"
"Eh? That person watching from afar—doesn't that look like Zouken?"
Rin suddenly pointed at the screen in shock.
Looking closely, you could indeed see someone standing on a high balcony outside the school, leaning on a cane, quietly watching the field.
It was the head of the Matou family—Zouken Matou!
"It really is!"
Sakura also saw the tiny figure, equally surprised.
He was watching too?
She remembered back when she was first adopted into the Matou family—that seemingly kind grandfather had mysteriously dropped dead.
A bizarre, unexplainable incident.
As if some powerful, mysterious force had wiped out the mighty head of the Matou family on the spot.
(Drop dead fucker.)
What had happened?
Who could that kind and gentle old man have provoked?
Soon, netizens armed with magnifying glasses dove into the video—
HistorianWithWifi-[Holy crap, that dot is the head of the thousand-year-old clan, Zouken Matou!]
BobUchiha-[And hey, Luvia from the Edelfelt family is watching from the bridge?]
CommandSealDaddy-[Is that a nun outfit? That looks like Caren Hortensia!]
PostNutRealityMarble-[Someone's standing on a streetlight… Is that the King of Heroes?!]
4thWarPTSD-[Blue hair, red eyes, holding a magic spear—that has to be the Celtic hero, Cu Chulainn?!]
On the streets of Fuyuki City—
The once-mighty King of Heroes, now just another warmhearted citizen, looked at the video with amusement.
"Oh? Even I was watching his high jump?"
This extra episode wasn't just entertaining—it was really interesting.
That guy clearly had the same EX-tier charm as him—
No wait, a pretty boy couldn't possibly attract this many men viewers.
So… this guy must be a Grand-Rank Charm?
"My dear friend," Gilgamesh said with increasing intrigue in his crimson eyes, "it seems the trouble you've stirred is far beyond what I expected. Don't tell me… even the FIrst Emperor and the Greek gods are connected to you too?"
Just then, a voice nearby called out:
"Fresh yellowtail, salmon—come get it while it's fresh!"
It came from a tall, sunny man with long blue hair, wearing an apron and skillfully selling fish.
Gilgamesh stopped in his tracks, a little surprised:
"The great Light of the Celtic myths is… selling fish here?"
With Sha Naqba Imuru, the runic disguise meant nothing to him.
He instantly saw through the man's true identity.
Gilgamesh found the situation increasingly amusing.
Fuyuki City really was a special place—even Heroic Spirits were content to be ordinary fishmongers here.
"Oh, you're the King of Heroes?"
Cu Chulainn frowned at him.
For someone to see through his powerful disguise at a glance, and for it to happen here in Fuyuki—it wasn't hard to guess who the guy was.
"Heh, no need to be tense. I bear no ill will toward you," Gilgamesh said with a smile.
Heroic Spirits, by nature, stood at the pinnacle of the world—
Power, wealth, status… all within easy reach.
But now, this guy was actually willing to give up everything to live as an ordinary person.
What an interesting fellow.
"Since you have no ill intentions, then don't talk to me. I'm just an ordinary fish seller," Cu Chulainn replied calmly.
He'd been butchering fish for ten years, his heart long since as cold as his blade. The mere taunts of the so-called King of Heroes meant nothing to him.
Gilgamesh looked at him with interest. "You showed up in the earlier videos. Don't you want to be a great hero in the eyes of the public?"
"…Getting killed by you counts as appearing? Getting killed by the Steel-Willed Savior also counts as appearing?"
Cu Chulainn almost couldn't stop himself from pulling out his magic spear.
Whether it was Unlimited Blade Works or Vow Beneath the Snow, he was always a side character, dying in battle against this tax-evading bastard in front of him.
Dying over and over—couldn't someone show a little compassion?
"Good luck."
Gilgamesh struggled to hold back a laugh.
It was just too tragic—so tragic he almost laughed out loud.
"Get lost!"
Cu Chulainn rolled his eyes, completely done with the guy.
He died in both videos, and each time was more pitiful than the last.
The only time he survived was in a side story, where he was just a minor character watching Emiya's great jump.
Might as well have not shown up at all!
…
As the side stories progressed, more and more people were utterly confused—
Scrimodotic-[Just how many people have watched Emiya's High Jump into the air?!]
ClipThat!-[It's not just Rin and Sakura anymore, even the King of Heroes and Cu Chulainn are watching!]
GigglesThenShit-[Feels like Alaya is the biggest Emiya fan. She probably fell for him from the very start, which is why she went to such lengths to make him her employee!]
…
"How many people has this guy roped in already?"
Illya's scalp tingled as she watched the side story, where person after person was shown staring at Emiya's high jump.
Young or old, male or female, everyone was watching him—how terrifying!
If he really were fully exposed, countless people would definitely come after him. She wouldn't even be able to get close!
"No way. I can't let Miyu and Sanjiro meet. If they really recognized each other, it'd be a huge problem!" Illya secretly made up her mind.
With the terrifying bond those two shared, if they really did meet, they might confirm his identity right away—then there'd be no place left for her!
She looked at her cute best friend beside her and pointed to the distance. "You stay right here, I'll go buy you an orange juice."
"Okay."
Miyu nodded and obediently held her red ball, standing still.
Just then, as she was spacing out, the ball in her hands slipped and rolled down the slope.
Miyu immediately ran after it.
At that moment—
A perfectly ordinary boy ahead of her reached out his foot to stop the rolling ball.
He bent down, picked it up, and handed it to her with a smile. "Here, hold on to it."
"Mm… thank you."
Miyu was about to reach out and take it, but suddenly froze, staring blankly at the boy. Her eyes slowly filled with mist as she murmured, "B–Brother…?"