Shower

Ritsuka decided to take a shower. He peeled off his sweaty clothes and headed into the shower. His little willy wasn't exactly exemplary and he unconciously let a hand hover it. His cock was resting neatly on his tight and very modest ballsack.

He had a lean frame from all the training and combat in Chaldea. From the Seventh Singularity in Mesopotamia, the near apocalyptic Lost Belts and everything prior, he developed strength and ability above the level of an ordinary person. He was still a mediocre mage and certainly no superhuman, even while he was assissted by his admittedly mediocre magic circuits. Still, for someone who was once a nobody, it was an impressive transformation.

Ritsuka was about five-foot-seven. Nothing too over the top. But his penis appeared puny nevertheless. An everlasting, permanent shame of his.

He turned the shower knob and let the warm water drown away his insecurity. He breathed in and out.

A hot shower is always nice after a day's work.