The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

"... by the way, does that mean Red is the most dangerous?

"The highest target level is - Black."

... Uh, you mean blacklisted? Really?

"Once on the blacklist, you won't be removed from the surveillance until you graduate, and you'll be well known in school"

So my mediocre school life is finally Ziend.

"As for me..."

After taking a breath, Deputy Director Frameda continued the conversation.

"I think I can meditate my eyes on this violation. Violations of the monitoring period are regarded as unwillingness to reflect and, traditionally, stringent measures should be taken. But you are certainly a subject of scrutiny, but my impression from earlier on seems to be a lot more rational than rumours. I'm not a little sneaky to move on to Red like this. It wasn't late at night, it was early in the morning."

"Deputy!?

Control the swordling voice raised from the doorway with your eyes, and Frameda looks at me from the front once again.

"But the decision is made. There is no blame, no exoneration. I offer you one condition under the authority of my deputy."

"- Conditions?"

"The condition is to be within the top ten in the forthcoming mandatory freshman orienting event"

- In-island orienteering.

That was a completely unexpected word for me and a condition.

I did hear from my brother about the forced event, and it was on the school's annual plan as the first event for freshmen to attend. I don't remember the details because I wasn't very interested, but it should have been the first event where the points involved.

Incidentally, compulsory events, as their name suggests, are all mandatory.

This is an official event in which a year of high school and a year of secondary school will participate on another day because they are eligible for freshmen.

Several other tests that take place throughout the year, as well as ball games, sports events, school festivals, etc. are included in mandatory events for the whole school.

And in all of that, points were added in order of grades, and they would later be involved in the king's selection race.

Crown badges are an honor given to the title holder of each ranking, and crown (crown) is a sign of respect (testimony) to only one king (king) who reigns at the top of the point.

(And within the top ten, you pretend to be so lame, and so does this vice president...)

I don't know how difficult it is to orient, but I think it would be a pretty tough condition to be within 10th of 300 people a school year.

"If you succeed in fulfilling this condition, I believe you can hang on to the school board to remove yourself from surveillance and remove all the penalties currently imposed on you."

"That's fat again..."

I do not know how much authority the Vice-President of the Wind Discipline Committee has, but I guess he has enough say in being able to offer such conditions.

The abolition of penalties was, to be honest, a fairly savoury story.

If that happens, you can leave the island without waiting for a month.

- I subtly explored the early morning security system at the end of the jog this morning, but it was tougher than I thought, and I wasn't likely to get out of it without being caught up in security or anything.

The only bridge that leads to land is a 24-hour system with guards stationed there, and... there are probably quite a few hidden cameras on the island.

There's a distance to swim and cross, plus I'm not so desperate to jump into the ocean at night either. Conversely, at noon, the sea has a good view, so it is the och that the guards find him and capture him on the way while he swims for shore.

Words are bad, but the school island was more like an inescapable prison locking students away than preventing them from entering from the outside.

In the meantime, if I wanted to get out of here on my own, it seemed like a good idea to wait a month longer, which was the harvest when it came to jogging this morning.

In fact, my behavior was grasped by the wind discipline (school side) amazingly fast. That quick mobility and responsiveness is a level I don't see as a student.

If it was the system of this school and the gift of educational policy that created it, - I can also snort the public's attention.

Deputy Director Hamada, who was sitting in a good position, placed his combined hands on the desk and just slightly frowned.

"It is also true that, as things stand, your hefty rumors are scattered throughout the school in the funny half. Many see it as dangerous and heavy within the wind discipline. Sometimes I'm the brother of Vice Chairman Chiba, and it's just that noise where he was getting his attention. Students in this school have a constant trend towards exciting entertainment. At times, you were the feeder of those students' outfits. Freshmen's class F drops were sensational, too. But on the other hand, even in this school, strength supremacy, where strength is what it is for all matters, goes through. It also falls, but on the contrary, it can be ascended from bottom to top by the motivation and talent of the person. - In other words, depending on the performance of the next mandatory event, it is possible to overshadow your impressions from bad to good at once."

When Deputy Director Frameda threw me a gaze to try, I asked what I was more concerned about than what I had been told. That's more important than improving my impression.

"What happens if, for example, I don't get within 10th place?

"It's going to take your level of surveillance up to Red."

……

"I don't think that's a bad condition?

There is no good or bad.

If we do not accept this condition, we will soon raise the level of surveillance to Red.

... I can't say it's warmth, but can I jump at it? Something catches me.

Good stories have pitfalls. … in previous life and in this world it is the same.

It's about being cautious.

(Looks honest, this vice minister seems like someone who can't be eaten outside.)

He's an executive of an organization that upholds the order of this insane school, so he won't just be in charge of being honest.

In the meantime, I'll put in a little exploration.

"Tenth place is tough. Wouldn't you like to be about fifty?

"Don't lose."

"Do something there. Oh, you can wear something handy."

"Changing the rules on your own is a violation. That's what disqualifies me, okay? In some cases, they can impose penalties."

Though you look so serious, - inside, you must be amused, this vice president.

As far as I'm concerned, I don't mind if I level up with Red and let him feel somewhat cramped, to be honest.

Yes.... if it isn't even about the Demon King.

Feng Ji has a prince.

Besides, for some reason, my eyes are tight when I do it. It's subtle if you hate me gross or hostile, but you don't seem to care about me anyway.

I don't want to be stuck with a prince at that rate, even though the Demon King is nearby. The demon king and the prince don't want to make contact. Because it is unpredictable what kind of chemical reaction it will cause. Enough for the two of you to put on a hazard seal that you don't mix up and live each without forever interfacing at both ends of the school.... for my peace of mind.

"That's it. You can go back."

That's what Deputy Director Frameda said to end the conversation.

"- I don't think I've responded to your earlier story."

It was just suggested, and I don't remember accepting that.

They cut me up before I even responded, and I scratched my feet one last time.

"If not fifty, how about a hundred?

"... you don't look good on your face."

For the first time, the vice president floated just a few bittersweet smiles,

"Conditions within the tenth place are not even first-place. If you don't like Red, do your best."

He cut me off manly and neatly.

I realized it was useless to stick around any longer, and I left the consultation room amazingly.