The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

Meanwhile, cookies, who had not noticed at all the adult (...) circumstances of such teachers, even more diligently followed suit.

"Bees, nakama, rub!

"Because it's dangerous! You can't go to the window!

But the teacher was desperate, he did not lend his ear to Cookie's appeal and shoved it all the way into his chest.......... by the way she had a very nice and busty bust.

'Wow, hey, wow, chest! It's on my chest! He said it was a hit! I mean, don't hug me! "Mado! Pishan, do it! Galapicians!"... give me a break already...!

The cookie was in a state where Japanese and other languages mixed and what they were saying was completely meaningless. I was in a lot more panic and wolf than I was when I took care of the bees. Her face was also bright red. Don't tell anyone that I was a little bit of a "teacher's tits seem nice, okay, Cookie, I want you to munch too" thing at this time. Fluffy tits are eternal romances that give men happiness, old and young. Who left a quote about dreams and happiness in those...

In the end, while doing so, other teachers appeared who told the escaped children about this situation, and they turned their back on the children who were still not excited and cooled down, and made a scene.

The nest of tinned bees in the neighborhood was also quickly removed by specialists.

That suzumebee commotion prompted Prince Hiro to become increasingly popular.

"Hiro-kun", who stood up and protected the girls from the tin bees and saved them from that threat, became a brave man (hero) on top of the prince of the garden and was entertained not only by the girls but also by the men.

Men who are not interested in "princes" also have admiration for "heroes". It is no longer engraved in the soul at the instinctive level.

'Cause heroes are cool!

That's not rational anymore!

By the way, I am a Laoder.

On Sunday morning, he bit the TV hero show and told his mother, "Be quiet, don't break out in the room!" It is the right boy figure to imitate the transformation pose while being scolded.

Yet...

Or so, the cookie was a prix-or-purist.

"Why Prior!?

"Cute."

"No...!? Something is wrong...!?

"No, I don't. Cute, suki. Me... 'Even I wanted to fight with these kids anyway...! Behold, the cuteness of" Prior "...! Give me this glittering pity! It's the difference between cloud thieves and ex-mercenary regiment leaders who are more mushy than yami evil clerics and abusive hobbies outward magicians and bears! Even a princess who looks decent at first glance. Even a knight is a combat idiot who likes to wave his sword more than three rices, and a prince is a prince wherever and wherever he goes! (?) Why were my people so stupid...!?......... Oh, my God, are you serious lok...! ( Former brave man beaten by border inequality with" Prior ")'"

"What are you talking about? It's totally crazy!

Me and Cookie had our first big fight over this.

Totally crappy but nostalgic memories.

- Speaking of which, cookies have always had weaknesses in things that are small or cute.... I see, was there a reason (so) for not being able to treat the Demon King without a bottom?

- gossip.

I knew the "real hero" who exorcised the bees, so it wasn't funny that the prince was being cheated on by everyone, and I tried to get the truth out of my young sense of justice. Hiro is wrong, and when the others are wrong, I was angry.

But the key cookie himself stopped me from trying to reveal the truth, and he was stubbornly stopped.

"I said, no. I mean, I don't like it."... Me, come on. "

"Why, no, you can't...!

It was cool to protect everyone from bees.

But it was too early for the eyes of the other children who were panicking to know that the cookies had exorcised the bees.

It was also cool to protect Hiro, and the other two were knocked down by the cookies.

to that evidence,

Two broken crayons were rolling a short distance from the two carcasses that were falling on the floor.

And from the cookie crayon case, two yellow and white crayons had disappeared.

I was quick to figure out what that meant.

- Real heroes are cool.

I couldn't help but say nothing about the cookies and seemed uninterested in seeing Prince Hiro treated and entertained as a hero by the other gardeners.

... On the contrary, take the handle (?) I even had a bare gesture that I was relieved that it was done.

Prince Hiro always looked at such a cookie with a hard look to say something.

When the prince stopped by, the subtle cookie escaped from the prince.

Though Prince Hiro looked a little pitiful each time he dropped his shoulders and looked pitiful, I even thought he was heartless. I'm sorry for my bad personality. 'Cause I regretted it and I wasn't convinced, so I had no choice.

It wasn't the prince's fault. It was as small as I knew, but that's why I didn't even feel like cooperating with the prince in trying to keep him company with the cookie.

The prince, who was always surrounded by other gardeners, rarely had a chance to deal with cookies because I was in such good company with the most cookies, and even talking was a difficult business (on purpose), even if it was avoided by the person of the day.

- But such Prince Hiro finally has a day to move.

The prince is going to be transferred.

Apparently, he's going abroad.

The girls said, "I knew I was a real prince!" He cried with excitement. Apparently, some of them make up a diagram called "foreign = prince".

Nevertheless, women are clever. "Wow, that's amazing," he moans, "You can go."

Last day in the garden.

In the garden at dusk, the literally untouched prince abandons himself to the cookie (?) attacked.

Me and Cookie used a cylindrical earthen pipe placed in the corner of the garden as our own secret base at that time. There were a few other fellows (men, of course) who gathered them and their funny shaped stones in the earthen pipes, cicada loose shells and toys they had brought sneaking from the house, and it was my boom to play with them while they were gnawing inside.

We, honestly, didn't care if the prince was a real prince, whether he was going abroad or not, and he was playing there as usual.

"I'm one of you...!

To Prince Hiro, who suddenly came and mentioned that, I was surprised, too, but so were the others.

"Uh, no."

Someone reacted too honestly.

It's not mean, a gardener is honest with one's desires anyway.

I didn't like it either.

I didn't like the girls watching us on the far roll, and I didn't want to play with the prince.... I haven't liked a prince since one of the bees.

Besides, the cookie kept avoiding the prince, so he even had a weird sense of purpose that he couldn't keep the prince among himself for the sake of the cookie.

"My uncle should be with a woman."

"So-so."

So I hitched a ride to the others, too.

"Hiro-kun seems to be calling you over there."

I pointed to the girls watching us. - Just tell him to walk away.

The prince, who had gained momentum, chewed his lips and grieved to see if he could no longer resist the unacceptable air on the spot.

"Me... not today, so..."

I can't go on any further with the words I said, and instead a small, white hand that seems to play the piano is combined with a cucumber in front of my stomach.

Unexpectedly, the sticky prince blew the air between us. I only found it annoying because I was having fun and they interrupted me.

But - the hand of salvation was reached out of the unexpected.

"Fine."

Cookie's bright voice takes a breath of the heavier atmosphere on the spot.

"Come with me."

Everyone on the spot was taken away by Cookie, who clearly affirmed so.

Even though he didn't particularly absurd his voice, in an instant the cookie took the lead on the spot.

None of my people, including me, could complain, and for some reason, I wasn't even in the mood to say it.

"Look, let's go inside."

By then, more vocabulary and a lot more master of speaking, Cookie invites the prince, who was standing by without keeping up with the sudden developments.

"Oh,... yeah!

When the prince, who jumped up properly, nodded loudly, he followed the cookie with a snort of joy.

I kind of dropped them off in the mood of not falling into a fox, but I ended up in the dirt pipe myself, "Well, okay," and we all played pretty as usual. Unsurprisingly, Prince Nori was good, and we laughed naturally like we were only buddies from the beginning, having a good time.

That's how we were obsessed and playing, but...

Every time each parent picked him up, one or two Secret Base members dropped off, and... just like usual, me and two of my cookies were left in the dirt pipe.

But the prince who jumped in and joined us on this day was still playing with us.

I didn't know what the reason was, but I left two cookies and a prince in the earthen pipe and I left the place for a moment. Probably even went to the bathroom.

And when I came back again, - the sight of surprise greeted me.

There were two people in the earthen pipe.

… it is an array with a stuck mouth and mouth.

I solidified my pickin 'beautifully at the entrance to the earthen pipe.

"Cookie, I like it. Because someday you will come back,... marry me Shitekdasai!

……………

By the way, the cookies were also brilliantly turned into stone statues.

"I'll protect you most of the time, and you'll be strong like a real hero, so wait till I get here!

The prince pronounced us so exaltedly, and left the scene exactly as a hero.

- Leave us solidified.

When I couldn't figure out how long it had been solidifying, I moved like a door with a cracked neck and rust of cookies and looked at me.

"... Uchi. Can a man and a man be Keckon?

"... I can't, I think"

"Right."

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"So that was Jordan earlier. You just accidentally stuck your mouth together."

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"Nocan. Nocan."

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"Right. Uchi."

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"I forget. So forget you."

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"Okay?

It was scarier than when the smile of a cookie was slapped with a sword than when he exorcised a bee.

I snorted and ran to self-preservation as many times as I feared.

Prince Hilo left the garden, and this event also seemed to have been wiped clean and refreshing from the head of the cookie. Cookies are the type to forget anything they don't like.

But the kissing scene in the earthen tube is still well memorized in my brain.

No matter how much cookies put pressure on you to "forget it" you won't be forgotten.

For me, that was the first memorable raw first kiss I ever saw in my life.

- That with the prince also means it was the first kiss for the cookie..., one of the only cookie stories I know. Childhood tampering, which calls itself mediocre, is in fact a treasure trove of "extraordinary" stories.... I haven't even fallen apart on her because she's stopped talking to me. It would literally be a treasure story for Sha Aya, but I'm a man who values friendship.... I don't sell or expose my best friend's black history, to my name Tane, etc. No matter how much she has her head in front of the deadline, she said, "It's time for a new development... rivalry appearances, triangles, I think Teppan is childhood friendly... do we have to go woochie here anymore...?" What a disturbing whine you felt our own danger... maybe,... I'm sure..., (... be a little prepared).

The guy took my first kiss. I felt bad for the cookie, but when I got sane, I even reviewed Prince Hiro a little.

(I thought he was pathetic...)

At the end of the day, I even gave my favorite kid a proper proposal and showed him a man, so I have quite a sight to see.

- Spare me.

(Whatever you think of cookies, heroin isn't a gala...)

I'm a little sorry about the service...... I guess.

A girl comic book (or BL comic book) would be an episode where they grew up reuniting by chance and one of the romances is about to start, but it wouldn't be such a development no matter how they roll. I'm sorry for Prince Hilo, but reality isn't that sweet.

The love of Prince Hero, who was a garden hero, was treated as something that was not among heroines (cookies), as the public's stone stone was that his first love did not bear fruit.

Time has passed...,

Cookie met the Demon King.

That's what demon kings are for. They're not galas for heroes, and they're not for princes.

... Anyway, his nickname is "Demon King".

I don't like to stand out, a little (pretty?) To be honest, I was surprised when that cookie, who has a troublesome spot, began to look at mame reluctantly taking care of a prominent transfer student for the school year...

I was somewhat convinced.

I'm sure Cookie didn't reject the Demon King either, just as she didn't reject Prince Hilo.

I don't know if that's kindness or weakness, but I also like that about childhood. I like the cookies who give me their winning lottery with the "I don't have a choice" face. Although it is only a favor that falls within the scope of friendship.

(... Speaking of which, I wonder if Prince Hilo is still in a foreign country)

Although I don't think you're dragging "first love" until this year......,

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A disturbing hunch plundered my chest, and once again I sent a hiccups irresponsible ale toward the island.

I still don't know that a childhood tame who loved mediocrity so much is immersed in extraordinary school life by the time he was insane on a school island floating in the sea.

- And it was also a future that no one would ever know that another reunion with childhood taming was awaiting cookies in the land.