The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

It blocks the ceiling I looked up, and the demon king's face enters my sight.

My eyes met at close range, and thanks to that, my drowsiness blew somewhere.

"- I know the art of taking it, but I don't know the art of saving it."

I was surprised once again by the answer I had arrived at when I looked at the words and actions of the Demon King and wondered what they meant. And after that surprise left, a much strange laugh crept up from the bottom of my belly.

- Right.

You...

"... why laugh"

You offended me. I'll explain to the demon king who looks unfaithful.

"No. You know, ridiculous and laughing, because hey."

- You wanted to save... me.

Once you were the Demon King, once you were a brave man.

Technically, I guess that perception is wrong.

The Demon King doesn't know I was a brave man, so maybe the only relationship I have right now is - a artifact (imitation) that's built on a badly brittle candy worker. Beautiful, but like it would disintegrate with just a few shocks.

Still...

I'm sure, just the feeling there right now, because it would be real...

(He wants to help... that's what you thought, Ter)

It's not a solitary thought.

No way, and I'm surprised myself that you're so... tickled.

If you want to name this emotion...,

"Probably happy, I guess..."

The Demon King looked like he didn't know what it meant...

I don't even know.

But the feeling is honestly fluffy and soft and loose.

"I'm so glad you think that..."

"Something to be happy about, nothing. Before you fell, I couldn't do anything."

Behind my heart, the Demon King distorted its neat face with regret.

"I couldn't do anything, - missouri took it away"

Apparently, the reason the Demon King was dark was because he would teeth that he couldn't do anything.

Speaking of demon kings of a loser-loathing nature... it's something that I've come to have a lot of humane feelings about.

- By the way..., what the hell are you talking about being taken?

"What does that mean..."

The inquiry was fogged up in the universe when the Demon King suddenly turned to my neck muscle and smelled Kung and there.

"Hey... what..."

Close.

Though I was surprised, for some reason I was approached by the Demon King, but I didn't get a hint of vigilance.

Somehow...... I place my hand on my shoulder in the mood that even the big dog is nostalgic, pulling away without panic or noise.

The demon king, who raised his face from me as he did, looked disgusted but still showed no sign of what to do with his strength.

Right now, I guess it's also because I'm tired, but if I were normal, if I were stepped so far into my personal space without hesitation, it would be something that I would reflexively reject, but... somehow accept.

The laughter made me go somewhere even to my awkwardness towards the Demon King that had just happened.

(... I don't know if they're "demon kings"...)

I can't believe I feel more at stake with my brother than this weird, lingering pimboke, but I'm also frightened of myself being poisoned by it.

- The spirit of the Demon King is somewhere young.

That's why my guard was loose.

The body is not accompanied by the mind as it grows, and I get the impression of a dangerous imbalance somewhere.

Is that because he was a "demon king" in his previous life, or because of his family environment in this world..., the cause is unclear, but in my eyes, sometimes the demon king also shows up like a big child.

"... smells different"

As he made me think blurry, the Demon King groaned so bossly.

My voice still has a mix of infidelity and rotten sounds.

(Smell?... Oh, that's what you mean)

The scent I'm wearing right now should be the same as my brother's.

That caretaker brother even took care of the bath, whether it was disgusting to go back to the room as it was. By the way, I also borrowed my brother's personal clothes to change.

... a brother with a great spirit of service everywhere at all.

When I put him in alone, I pushed him, and he said, "Is that all you got?" It just ended with a nose.

Eventually, he was taken into the bathroom without question and washed away with a shower of his head, body, … and other things that he could say a little bit about.

Already… discount exchanges there....... let me discount you.

Anyway, I even kept telling myself, "I'm a dog," and honestly took care of my brother.

It is precisely because it has been exhausted.

I don't know how (or how) to take care of the do-s.

Since the time I was a cleric in my previous life, my brother had a caretaker and caretaker side, but in this world, is that more polished?

The only person I once put beside my beloved apprentice who taught me letters in a worthy manner is no other… this brother who was a cleric in his previous life.

Is it the one called the heart of mercy?

I'm not sure if he's nice or not, he's my brother.

Still, there was only one thing I knew clearly.

After all, I can't just get my brother involved.

Absolutely not.

- My brother, without any hesitation, will cut that life.

(I mean, even my complexion was pretty terrible... why wouldn't I notice?)

It has been so since my last life.

No matter how hard it is, I don't throw up weak noises.

Continue to heal until you fall.

... because it was like that, I didn't really want to rely on it, and I had a habit of hiding my wounds and feeling ill.

He is a cleric with a lot of magic power out of digits for humans, but still not inexhaustible.

There must have been quite a lot of strain, for example, when the battle continued.

(In my case, I have the blessing of a goddess anyway, so it will heal even if I leave her alone after time.)

- Yet the clergyman did not make it good, and wanted to heal even after the battle, because there should normally be pain, whether there is shelter or injury.

No matter how much magic you were consuming in battle, you never tried to give in.

The reincarnation appeared to have changed a lot in character and so on, but the fact that such a root part remained intact became a proven form in the next case.

"... is this the smell of that guy?

I saw the Demon King seriously in a low interrogation.

"The man...?

"The man you call your brother."

"... uh... I knew we'd met?

When the Demon King nodded, he looked at what he had in mind.

I also wondered why the Demon King had the look on his face, but more than that, I remembered my impatience.

Earlier, my brother also asked me about the Demon King.

... I only conveyed unusual information, but it wasn't the wind I was convinced of. You must have some suspicion because of how it looks.

(... muzzle)

I feel very bad.

They seem incompatible with each other, but they are more demon kings and clerics than that.

It is a lodging enemy.

... myself, but unlike me, who was almost forced to do the brave, my fellow "brave men" were much more sincerely passionate about the Demon King crusade.

The priest is a volunteer for the Demon King's Crusade, both princes and princesses. The Guardian Knight is a little different because he just stuck with the Princess, but the Princess's enemy is his enemy, so it's the same thing.

Even if I find out, they won't just kill me......

(- No, you can't be optimistic.)

It's about that brother.

I have the fear of stabbing him wrong, but I might say something with vegetables to break the roots of the evil.

Unfortunately, it just turned out that even in this world, I didn't want to suffer self-sacrifice, and - more importantly, I know, that that brother is no less of a family console than me (Note: not a console).

It is also difficult to prove harmless, as it is difficult to prove innocent.

If my former companion asks me if the Demon King is truly harmless, I'll probably be stuck in a response.

There is no way to prove it clearly.

Even in me, I still didn't feel zero doubting the Demon King.

After all, shadowy suspicions still remain in the corner of my mind. Now it's small. There may be something in the future that will cause it to amplify greatly.

The bud of suspicion grows even in trace amounts of nutrients, and it's hard to believe someone from the bottom of your heart, whether it's in this world or in a previous life.

(... you're no bother)

My swinging mind and the surrounding environment.

Because of my tiredness, I felt terribly billionaire when I thought about what was to come.

That's the whole thing......

Fuzzy ridiculous thoughts overhead.

The two of us, somewhere far away, shall we escape?

Nobody knows.

No demon king, no brave man, no holy sword.

And my people.

Go somewhere completely unrelated to previous life.

Just be kakel and tel - ….

So let's just take it easy and forget everything and live?

I dreamed about it, adding and subtracting my silliness.

That's a stupid, unrealistic idea.

I repeated such dreams over and over again in my previous life that I didn't like them.

Still, the only thing that didn't get away with just thinking was myself in the end...... I'm sure this time, I'll keep staying here without getting away.

"Don't you ever tell anyone about your past life?

The dreamy escape plan lay low, and I stabbed the Demon King again with a nail.

Anyway, as long as the Demon King keeps his mouth shut, he shouldn't find out sooner. - Probably. And then I'll manage to follow up with you. Yes, it made me hungry.

"I have never spoken of such a thing since I decided to live as a person"

In response to my concerns, the Demon King has spoken naturally. I wasn't lost in the eyes that looked down, and this one was a frightened (hiru) rather straight gaze.

"I hope..."

- What the hell.

This grump.

It's kind of very embarrassing.

I'm always broken somewhere in my heart by the words and attitudes of the Demon King.

"What's wrong with you? You're blushing."

"Ugh... uuch.... Tell me more about what you talked to your brother about at sea than that."

"... Aren't you going to sleep?

"You can't sleep!? I can't sleep after you say a mess beside me..."

"Right. Then I'll put you to sleep."

"What?"

The Demon King's fingertips touched my forehead.

I'm attacked by a very rapid drowsiness.

"Oh man... -"

Sleep tight, Kakel.

Apparently, nothing was the only privilege of my brother to bake extra care.

(... why are you just happy to take care of things you don't ask for...!

I wanted to hear about you at sea! You just do what you have to do! Listen to people for a second!

But none of the numerous complaints that came to mind came out of my mouth, - I was instantly swallowed up by a swirl of sleep, and my consciousness plumped off so that I could switch it off.

And when I was forced to sleep by the "power" of the Demon King, I slept well that night, uncommonly and without dreaming.