Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

On the evening of the last day of the truce, Yusuke had the tavern rented out by saying he couldn't do it to the master of Shizuku Pavilion of Life.

"Hey nanorance lot!

Collected in the tavern were seventeen men who added Setuna to the ranks of the heroes of each country.

"Oh, Aurelia."

This guy always seems in a bad mood, and Kosuke responds.

Reddish brown hair tied to the two-sided up fluttered and swayed to match her movements.

"Oh, Aurelia, it's not! Why is it like a banquet when you come and see me because I say it's an emergency call!?

"Yes, your share of the booze"

When Yusuke handed over the wooden barrel jock, she received it once and groaned, "Thanks......" and then said, "No, that's why this is happening!?" He shouted again. Kisuke laughed bitterly.

"Where was the story of the traitor in the first place!

"I don't know... I couldn't find it"

"Ha? Then what? Atashi isn't a loss of memory!

"So apologize. This is my luxury."

"Oh I see - so the truce is not until today! You can't swallow when your enemies might attack you tomorrow, can you?

"Tomorrow, I mean, it's not weird coming as soon as the date changes. You're failing once, and you don't want to give 'Black Hero' time."

"Then even more so!

"I already did what I could. So that's all we'll have after."

I thought Aurelia had some reason for Yusuke's calm voice.

"What is this?"

"Killing each other will begin soon. So I need to eat something delicious with my buddies as much as the last meal that might be"

Eating meals with this member may not come true anymore.

"... you say that plainly"

After I said it, Aurelia jocked like something blew out.

Drink up in a breath and set aside to slap a jock on the tabletop.

"I'm not going to do it last, but I'll swallow it for you if you're extravagant"

"I have to."

"... It doesn't have a bad vibe inside. This is the tavern you were telling me about?

She also has a pact with her country to stop being a hero.

I had previously advised her that there was no place for her to go after the war.

"That's right. Aurelia would be a billboard girl soon."

"Is that what you're talking about?

"No way."

Shoulder shaking and laughing, Yusuke gazes around.

"Hero of the Drungo" Keith looks deliciously swallowed when he asks for expensive liquor, and "Hero of Divine Speed" Fio eats all sorts of "Yum!" I am happy to hold my cheeks.

"Lord Syncentense Arthur, this dish is delicious inside, if you will…"

and 'Heroes of Demon Bullets' Stock brave enough to approach Twa -.

"… you, foolishly use your eyes and other colors on Master Twa. Master Twa, do you want to carve it?

"No carving, Setsuna..."

"Oh... how sweet... I am only impressed by the elegance of the ceiling…"

"No, don't, Mr. Setuna, because I'm embarrassed"

"Dear Twa, how about me, with Setuna"

"Yeah, but"

"Oh, I'm sorry. A person like me means you want to keep your spiritual distance, excuse me..."

"Shh, Setsuna! How about this?

"Ah...... Master Twa!

I don't know, I thought it was Kosuke.

Now it's not Kosuke's squire, but Twa's squire. Though it is a pleasure to have a good relationship.

And the stock was slightly pitiful.

"Um, old man."

"The Monastic Knight of Heaven" Eve comes to Yusuke's sight and offers him a glass cup. Filled with black and drooling liquid, would this store have had this beverage?

"Um, this is Eve's special juice. You'll be fine, very, cheerful.... Drink, would you?

……………………

"Uh, well, this is it, then."

Leave the spot so Aurelia can escape. What a thin feeling.

"... I can't drink what Eve made, can I?

"No, I'm glad. Thanks........."

When I receive it, her expression shines all the time. The smile was adorable, but the drink received was vicious. I wonder why it sounds kopokopo, even though it's not going to be boiling. That's carbonated, I'm sure it is, and I drank it in one breath.

It seemed to swallow mud, but "it was delicious," I return it somehow. Heroic Stomach, please bear with me.

Eve, you seem to like this guy a lot.

"The Monastic Knight of the Sword Trident," Ariel approached Goblet with one hand. It has "Monastic Knight of the Devil" Sarah behind it.

"Yes, Ariel, too, is it?

"... I just found myself qualified to lead the coalition."

Somewhat cleared up by the time I responded. It sounded like Sarah pounding her tongue to refrain from behind, but it would be an illusion. He looked like he was staring at Yusuke, but decided to think it was an illusion.

"What? What? Gedundra, we're not all set. With my coming ~, full complete ~"

The air that was becoming subtle with the intervention of "The Monastic Knight of Divine Punishment" Al was renewed.

"Nano Lancelot"

"Heroes of the Blood Alliance," Zion says, putting up a skittle.

"You didn't thank me, thank you"

Kosuke prepared blood for him, a vampire. I must ask my fellow hero standards to do their utmost. Of course there was a caring aspect to it, but once again, it's embarrassing somewhere.

"Fine. Be careful with all that."

Theon laughs small, "Let's be careful".

"The Leader (Lord)" Magius is the food for Keith's tangled liquor, and "The Hero of Divine Healing" Elfi is all over recommending a high degree of liquor to "The Hero of the Pales" Lucius.

"Hero of Identification" Chidori runs a note with a nod "I see" for every dish he eats, and "Hero of Codification" Prana does a miscellaneous food repo with all the confectionery. "Sweet, this is slightly sweeter, this one is even sweeter than that".

They're all natural. Or that's what I'm trying to be.

In half a day, we might start killing each other.

They know what heroes are called.

that we may scatter on the battlefield.

So each one of you behave as you please.

Don't let there be any regrets there, even as we celebrate our last moments on the next battlefield.

"Hey 'black' husband. Let's do an arm wrestle! Mock fights. Then we lost, but with the pure power of skinny craftsmanship, let's not decide which one's up there!

Red-faced Keith screams.

"... haha, nice. Let's decide who's the strongest."

That's how the arm wrestling tournament begins. It's like a middle school lunch break, in the cheap air.

The heroes had a time of tranquillity that could be their last.