The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

- I had terrible eyes at all.

My brother's business is too livestock and sloppy.

I was treated all I wanted.

(Exactly... that's a little tight...)

It reminds me that my body has taken quite a bit of mental damage in recovering from many of the horrible acts of blushing.

Alechol, who could also be put in his mouth in the name of treatment, conveyed that his brother's anger was perhaps mixed.

If it was enough to do that, it would still have been better if they had hit me straight with anger, like in my previous life, or insisted on saying a loathsome sermon.... has everywhere been distorted? I think you were just a little more humane when you were a cleric... but when you were my brother, where and how did you step off the road...

Has there been too much moderation in the past life, and is there a recoil in this world (now)? This is why I can't even think about it. The more serious a person, once the tag comes off, he doesn't know when to stop and tends to storm… what a common story to hear.

... Yes, my brother is obviously going the wrong way in a bit of a shitty direction.

(I knew it was SS (glasses) and stuff like that......?

I suspected that my brother was in a deep relationship with the SS, but that was never the subject again as long as he misled the question. So in the end, we don't know the truth and it's the end.

My thoughts, which led me to the possibility of having another "brother" in the future, completely froze there.

... Terribly enough, not one "brother" floated in the back of his brain, but the glasses lined up in shifts. glasses. - In other words, it is plural.

…………………………

I shook my head and shook off the vision, determined.

"- Okay, let's forget it"

For the sake of spiritual peace, the unpleasant events along with all the questions are limited to just forgetting.

In that regard, fortunately, my brain was convenient for me.

The switching of heads is faster, and the unpleasant is the nature (s) to forget immediately. Say it with a refreshing temper.... sometimes, though if you have a weak mood, you may get stuffed.

"Forget what?

"... Huh!?

I was surprised to hear a reply from the front to the little solo, and when I raised my face, which was bending over, my companion stood at the front.

"Rokkaya..."

"Vice Chairman Chiba contacted me. I'm here to pick you up."

I am given an answer before I ask why… and I groan small for the goodness of my brother's hand-winning and the goodness of my fellow roommate's perception.

"... evil... something..."

"Fine. It made me realize that the vice chairman's drowning was real."

"Don't think about it. That's because it's gussey."

"Sure, I, too, honestly thought it was gussey. But..."

Rokkaya smiled softly with a merciful smile.

"Apparently not."

My mouth cramps when I fail to laugh back. - This is a pattern that the more you deny it, the more you fall for the dots.

Or it is honest that there is no energy to solve misunderstandings right now.

"It's overprotective..."

If you throw up especially unwillingly to keep your body in shape, Rokkaya will walk out next to you without saying anything more.

"Shall I lend you my shoulder?

"No... I'm fine"

He turned a sobering gaze, but Rokkaya just accompanied me without prying into it.

- But.

As my dorm room approached, my footsteps gradually became heavier.

And at a point like a few more meters… I finally stop and see the six valleys walking beside me.

Six Valleys, who sensibly perceived it, turned away from me.

"Rokkaya kung? Why are you turning a blind eye?

"... Shokun is a sharp man?

"... Well, that's not very dull"

"Right."

"- I'm hungry, so let's go to the cafeteria..."

Turn around. Rokkaya grabbed my arm with disappointment.

"You can't go without a card."

... Speaking of which, the card keys remain on the front desk.

"Oh, well, I have to go get that"

"The vice chairman has asked me to keep an eye on you going back to your room without stopping by properly, and..."

The sight of Rokkaya was pointed at the door of room 1007, our residence, and he grinned.

"Let's just go to the room. - You should go."

……

- I'm afraid of Rokkaya's smile.

The atmosphere is twisted from there. I'm usually a big classmate, but the power here was pretty good. That is clearly proven even in one case shortly after entering the dormitory.

When I dropped one sigh, I gave up and followed the instructions of my roommate.

Someone greeted me in my room with a card key from Rokkatani, as expected.

I saw the Demon King sitting on my bed with our faces, and I remembered more and more the fatigue I'd forgotten.

The Demon King was still in jersey, but he didn't look wet anymore, so I wonder how many pants he left on and the fine Demon King just changed.

If he had sat in a man's bed dressed up when he drowned in the sea, he would have hit him with one shot.

- I knew the Demon King was in the room.

The signs get thicker as you approach your room, so you can't be sure.

Still, I couldn't help but put it in my mouth.

"Why are you here..."

It was just now.

When my brother was in post-treatment aftercare, there was just the worst thing that had happened between them that had been piercing communications at the perfect time.

- Very awkward.

Of course I felt painful talking, even face-to-face, and I just wanted to kick you out if I could, but...

"Kakel..."

He was called by his name with a voice cluttered in fine threads, and the words he almost told me to leave pulled him in.

The usual dignity lurks and there is a somewhat pungent atmosphere.

It's like a dog with a dripping tail.

… although on the surface it remained a beautifully shaped face lacking the usual expression.

I've known her for quite a while... she was appointed to take care of the Demon King. Although it's a slight change that I know because I'm the one,... there are feelings like depression from the Demon King.

I mean, if you're going to end up saying what it's like...

(This is... something... somehow, - dark)

- of, to the point.

If it's a pseudonym, a stiff expression seems to fit perfectly.

Visually, it looks like it's even out of the black.

In other words, - dark.

(... dude)

Having escaped slightly, I finally realized that the signs that were supposed to be right behind me were disappearing.

If you turn around in a hurry, you'll see all the six valleys that were trying to leave the room softly.

"... you don't have to worry about me, take your time!

"Ro, Rokkaya!?

A slightly sympathetic gaze returned when he called his name in a hurry.

"I've been waiting for you, him.... If I'm in the same room any longer, my breath's stuck... not moldy... not sick... not wussa... but, uh... anyway, I'm gonna take my seat off because I seem to be interrupting."

... Rokkaya Kung, didn't you just call me stuffy, mouldy, sick or wussy? I almost told you, didn't I?

"And then you and I can take it easy."

"Wait... Roku...!

The stopping voice was blocked by Pathan and the closed door, leaving me and the Demon King behind and Rokkaya quickly walked out of the room. "Take your time" or something. "casual" and so on. Are you the caretaker of the matchmaking table?

Apparently, I wasn't the only one in the room who was flirtatious. Does this mean that the kind calls their friends?

- That's why you picked me up so quickly, and now I can think of a reason for action in Rokkaya. Of course, it must have been out of kindness, but it must have been huge to want to escape this dark, dazzling demon king, just with the boat on the crossing. It would rather be 80% that way.

Ha and dropped his shoulder with a sigh of sigh,... it's been a lot of billions to think about already, and I rolled into my bed ignoring the Demon King. Do you know whether the Demon King is dark or sick or moldy?

"... are you okay now"

Not at all okay, etc.

Because of you and my brother, my spirit has been cut to pieces and this one is exhausting.

"............ I sleep because I'm tired. Go back to your room and get some sleep."

There's no room left in my mind to even follow the Demon King, and I want to rest fast now anyway.

"You... aren't completely undone, are you? You should rest your body."

... Still adding a word, is the harm done to me when I was a demon king, or is my brother's care contagious to me again...

Turning his back on the Demon King, he talks face-to-face in the futon, so his voice should be creepy and hard to hear, but I didn't feel comfortable with such details, and talking face-to-face is awkward now.

... or I don't want to remember much of that with the Demon King.

What a day it really has been... You're too thick.

- I realise by putting myself in my territory that that too thick day is finally about to come to an end, I let go of the tenacity I had.... despite the presence of the Demon King by my side.

"It's back to normal now"

Where I had lost my drowsiness and had finally set it up, I received a late response from the Demon King.

"... um... well..."

Respond appropriately with a sleeping voice.... let me sleep because I don't care anymore.

"You saved my life."

But it seems the Demon King is not willing to let me sleep heavily.

I have no choice but to continue the conversation.

"... on the other hand, this is what we did on our own"

I didn't mean to thank you.

If you say so, it is you who are helped by the Demon King in the mountains.

- If you think you owe me that, I'll clear your mind a little bit.

"But I couldn't help you."

I didn't have time to put it in my mouth to say what was going on, I was pulled over my shoulder lying on my back and rolled over to the bed.