The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

"It's not his. My nosebleed. I hit him in the nose when he fell into the ocean."

"Nose bleeding...?... Then why didn't you say so sooner?

"That's not cool, is it? I don't know about nosebleeds."

For once, say what you have prepared for when you find your shirt.

My brother looked somewhere uncomfortable, but I was already belly-up and took off my pants and jumped into the tub.

Twisting Karan and regulating the temperature of the water, the Demon King also comes in undressed.

"... you're not leaving?

"Is there something I need to see?"

".................. Sticky though"

Apparently, my brother is willing to sit there.

Maybe you still doubt your relationship with the Demon King.

"... tel."

"What?

"Don't ever tell your brother about your injury or what you just did."

I get worried and push again.

'... why do you care so much about this man'

Unpleasantly questioned, I'm stuck with words.

"Why..."

It's like learning from the old days.

"What is this man to you?"

"... brother... yes."

I used to be one of those people with the dead line.

But now... it's my brother, my family.

"I'm a little too worried, he's my brother"

I sprinkled warm shower water on the Demon King's head and squirted the hair that was wrecking in the sea water. - Make sure to flush any further pursuits with water.

My brother watched us take a shower in silence for a while while as only the sound of the water hitting the tub sounded,

"Don't just take care of people, come out when you're warm too"

That's what I left the bathroom for.

The modest noise of the door closing echoed into the bathroom and the power fell off my shoulder all the time. It is very difficult to engage my brother in pursuit, and it breaks bones.

The Demon King poked me at the slightest alarm of the moment I was free from that tension.

Without any foretaste or words, my fluffy lips touched mine when I thought the Demon King's face approached me suddenly.

I was surprised and tried to pull myself apart, but I was held down with one hand on the back of my neck, overlapping deeper.

But before I could appeal to my arm, the Demon King pulled out of his hand and let go of his face.

"... what the hell all of a sudden"

I don't know what that means. Leaking like that, the Demon King opens his lightly tinted lips as he meets his gaze at close range with me.

"Because it seemed to sink. I thought if I touched it, it would make me more angry."

I open my eyes and stare seriously at the neat face in front of me.

I was also surprised by the kiss itself, but more surprised that I was seen through my feelings.

It wasn't like I didn't tell my brother the truth for worrying and rushing, and I didn't feel heartbroken at all about lying.

The pursuit that seems excessive is suspicious if you think that my continued refusal to treat you in an unscrupulous way in my previous life is a drawback.

"Are you feeling any better?

On the face of the demon king, who was good at it, I poured shower water on him.

"Clear?"

I will definitely deny this place because I will have trouble getting kissed anywhere in the future.

I was just surprised.

Somewhere young was the demon king complaining that he had water in his eyes, and he had a natural grin in my mouth, freaking out into a completely unchanged attitude after all that had happened.

* * *

Wearing the uniform we had prepared. Leaving the bathroom, the three of us waiting for us as we talked about something stops perfectly.

While I felt a little unnatural about it, I called out to the staff of the guide who was waiting in the hallway without any particular prying.

"I'm done dressing. Thank you."

"No."

"What should I do with this borrowed uniform or something?

"Please return it to the dorm lobby counter at a later date. It doesn't need to be cleaned or anything. You can either use your underwear as is or dispose of it."

This school island has lobby counters, cafeterias, medical buildings, etc. … School staff can be seen everywhere, but there are many staff in direct contact who are generally loving. However, the staff who are now guiding us had a somewhere mechanical, albeit polite, business-like atmosphere. The type that seems to be the president's secretary or something.

And it is fat, or because it is exhausting.

The underwear was available brand new, and the uniform is still brand new, maybe something that has never been put through the sleeves.

"... I'll show you."

Once again, we walked down the hallway at the head of the staff.

Once you turn back towards the stairs, now proceed to the hallway in front of the stairs.

I went to the door where the electronic lock was installed without so much walking. Open it with the card key the staff had in their possession and step further behind it.

It was still very similar to the construction of the guild's underground facilities.

There were also many locked doors.

"You're under a lot of strict security control."

Staff still answer my brother's questions in an obligatory tone.

"We also manage the students' personal information."

It's a necessary measure, and the most plausible reason is returned, but that's the severity that I don't think is the only reason. There doesn't seem to be a gap through one ant.

"I will tell you more in this room"

A staff member who stopped on his feet in the middle of the hallway indicated one door.

It didn't have a plate or anything on it, so I don't know what purpose room it was at first glance.

After the staff who opened the door and walked in first, we went on and on.

The interior was wider than I thought, and a long desk was installed in the centre in the rectangular shape of the letter Lo.

The back wall is equipped with a large panel. Multi-purpose rooms, conference rooms... that's the way it is.

Just in front of the panel, a man sat in the so-called chair seat and welcomed us to the eagle fry.

"Hey, you guys are the students who started this whole mess in the morning."

The moment I heard that voice, my chest made a deliberate noise.

He looked familiar to a man dressed in a suit that seemed to be well tailored.

The great man from the school who gave an opening address on the stage during the opening ceremony of the Orientation.

Certainly… is someone who should have been in an unfamiliar position unique to this school.

"Event Supervisor...?

The princess speaks of the title I forgot.

... right. I'm the event manager.

At the same time, the figure of the white sword reflected on the screen in the back of his brain was clearly resurrected.

Chest stiffness is even greater.

I had not forgotten the existence of the Holy Sword. But I was trying not to think about it.

Even when I was dying, I didn't call the sword. That's everything.

The Cloth Bag Event Supervisor, who was watching our confusion, laughed when he shrugged his shoulders with a playful trick.

"That's just one of the titles. Now I'm here as the head assistant to the president of the board, not the event director. - Come on, put it on the chair. Let me tell you more about why you're in a shipwreck."

Lead assistant to the board president, it was not perfect for me to be given a title I had not heard of yet, but it was convenient for me to be able to quickly communicate the critical situation to someone close to the center of the school. On a day when such nutrients are scattered, there is also a risk that the whole world will panic instead of the school collapse. I already know where the guild came from, so I was hoping that the school side would move around faster and smoother than I did.

I told Assistant Cloth Bag about the same thing I told my brother.

While we were talking, Assistant Cloth Bag kept his mouth shut in a slightly nagging addition and subtraction outfit with his arms. I was never surprised by the content of the story or pinched questions along the way.

It was quiet enough to worry if I was listening properly because I wasn't responding too well. - It was rather too quiet.

I remember something unnatural about it, but I finish telling everything and wait for a reaction.

"... well, that was an interesting story"

That was basically the first voice of Assistant Cloth Bag, who raised his face.

"That's a very interesting story."

Breathe into the second voice pronounced.

"I've heard so many of the students'" sayings, "including the period I've been whipping... but I've never met a student who makes such absurd" sayings, "

Instead of me without words, my brother, who was sitting face to face with me, embarked on himself.

"Are you trying to tell me that my brother is lying?

"Then ask the other way around. You think there could be such a ridiculous story? The wasp is huge due to mysterious medication? Violent? Cartoons and movies... fiction would have such a story. It can't be real. Did you guys believe his story?

The scene calms back to the cold gaze of the aide, who circled his face when he got to his seat.

It was still my brother who broke the heavy silence.

"I believed it."

I look at my brother in the face for a frank word that resonated with Rin. The sharp eye behind the glasses was directed straight at Assistant Cloth Bag. The back of my chest shivered with a look that I didn't even see a shard of suspicion.

"I believed it too"

That's what the princess, who lined up next door to hold her brother back, also says briefly.

Rather than me, I'm sure the princess believes in her brother's judgment.

The demon king sitting next to me, - pierced his silence. I may be bored and asleep because it's slightly too quiet, but that's fine.

Assistant Cloth Bag slightly changed his tone when he exhaled one sigh that seeped through the crease.

"... So what's the proof? In fact, is there anyone else in here who sees that giant wasp?"

The atmosphere in the guise of ease turns into something high-pressure.

"Even if you haven't seen it, it's not exactly a believable story if you don't show me a picture or so. If an adult peddles such a holla story and makes a fuss, it's just a laugh. Unlike kids like you, you're responsible for what you say."

There is no evidence.

I couldn't afford to be taking pictures.

Out of time, what I had just thought about my brother returned to me.

The only scar that could prove it is nowhere else in my body.

The word karma crosses my mind.

In fact, I often keep my mouth shut about matters that are not convenient to me. He's a man who lies well.

"... he is indeed a liar. I don't even know about this one, I'm just being lazy and deluded into being an honest person. But I don't listen to deliberately confusing paranoia."

I can't wait for my brother to defend me. Enough, I might have stopped it in my previous life.

But staying silent here would even betray the trust that came from my brother.