The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

- Warm.

This is the warmth of human skin that I understood before I woke up with the heat coming from my arms.

The warmth of human skin is unique…, although there are many ways to get warm, it brought me more peace than any other way. I miss that warmth somewhere...... I've always (...) tended to like it and ask for it.

The warmth there reassured me, even if it was around an overnight (seriously) exchange bought with gold. I don't need love or love. Such emotions just get in the way. It's just - one night, because it's cold... no matter how much a cleric told me to dislike you, I couldn't stop going to the whorehouse.

I couldn't stop looking for warmth...

(... Mother?

The warmest thing I can remember is in my mother's arms.

There was no warmer than it once was.

At a young age, when she hugged me, I felt so uncut and happy that I wanted to cry sometimes.

At the same time, I was afraid of when that warmth would be lost, and I was distressed to admonish myself, which seemed to depend on that warmth.

... Let me get this straight, I'm a pretty good mazacon.

If you want to pull, pull.

I love my mother.

If I say it at last, my father likes it too.

I died before I was born, so I almost equated no AC, etc., but still grew up listening to my father instead of a lullaby by my mother, I also liked my mother's serene temperament father.

What's more, I like my stepfather now too.

I know very well that you love and care about your mother by living with her.

... I rather keep my mother tightly connected with love close to drowning.

On the contrary, he instills in me, my stepson, the same inseparable affection for my real child.

I'm economical, I'm a man, I'm smart, I do whatever I do.

He's a nice guy without complaining.

I'm a mazacon and a fazacon, which means different things to the former but also a bracon, I guess.

I mean the family complex, - abbreviated as a family complex. Never a console from the good old days.

I slipped over to a heat source that unconsciously touched me, still enjoying the warmth of muckiness in my micro sleep.

- But.

I just thought the soft pompous feel would return. There,...... hard enough to think about, questions plunder my head.

(... hmm?

Did you lose weight even on a weird diet?

Where are my tits?

That supreme puffy dude?

Raise your hand and look for two beloved hills in the first place, but - there was just a lonely wall nestled there, and I didn't see my favorite soft hill anywhere. Sad.

"Mmm..."

At that time, the walls trembled and a low exhaling voice was heard right from the side. A slightly colorful troubled voice. At least none of them have motherhood.

A moment later, my eyelids are still so open that I wake up at once.

"- Huh!?!?!?"

Humans don't scream when they're seriously surprised.

Face to face with the beautiful sleeping face in front of me, I was doomed. I was surprised, but the screams never came out of my mouth. Instead, however, he caught his heart stopping dangerously with a "wake-up surprise". My heart sucks. It sucks.

(Ter!?

Behind my back, the Demon King is still asleep, feeling good about it.

There is no sign of stickiness and touching your chest that you will ever wake up.

I panicked and pulled my hand around the Demon King's chest to see what was going on.

I was falling asleep, and of course I didn't mean to... but I feel like my uncle did something handsome because the Demon King's sleeping face is so innocent. No, I'm DK on the outside. Even the contents are old men, but they are genuinely perfect boys' high school students.

Calming my feelings and heart, I observed the Demon King's sleeping face. Even in his gaze from such close range, the Demon King still has no way of waking up. A peaceful sleeping face that seems to fall asleep easily is right in front of me for this look. A diagram of a former demon king sleeping defenselessly in his former brave bed... surreal. I felt subtle every time.

(- You haven't changed your sleeping face much...)

I thought it was a lot grown up and changed sides, but if you look closely, it still leaves a shadow on the outside when I was in elementary school, which makes me strange.

(When you're asleep, your mouth's kind of loose... this guy)

I would have said that a girl had a blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Tanaka and the others said, "Demon King's sleeping face is adorable and adorable!" or screamed.

Anyway, they adored everything about the Demon King. I don't know. It's psychological.

(............... well aside from the adorable nagging, sleeping faces certainly aren't as cute as they usually are... yeah. I'm not saying she's cute. Not really, to a certain extent)

I gently wake myself up not to wake up the Demon King while I line up such an excuse for no one.

- and.

At the end of the face up, I knew I'd wake up in the next bed and look at this one with my eyes in six-valley.

"Huh!?!?!?"

It's my second shock of the day.

The room is not dim and clearly visible to the face, but my skin found that my gaze was firmly fixed here.

"Roku... Roku... this... that... that..."

I tried to excuse something, but only words came out of my mouth that didn't make sense. Naturally. Because I don't understand this situation, and I'm the one who has the worst feelings for it.

"............... I made a mistake overnight with someone who was drunk and lost... even if I didn't panic like..."

A squeaky voice crosses the space between the two beds and reaches me.

Shame tickled me, and I kept my mouth shut.

... Something's not cool.

I mean, why is the analogy so real to high school kids, Rokkaya? Actually, are you experienced, Rokkaya?

"I don't know what's going on, but by the time I got back to my room, we were both already in our dreams.... I've already left him alone because he won't wake up after speaking up a few times."

"... Ahhh, Sman"

"Fine. Looks like we had a rough day yesterday."

The tone of the six valleys was mixed with a slightly caring colour.

"Well... yeah,... right"

Although I was wondering how yesterday's story was conveyed to the other students, I decided to get out of bed quickly and quickly, whatever it was, in order to get rid of this overnight (ambiguous) contour.

... By the way, if you add that for once there is no misunderstanding, there is no disturbance in each other's clothing etc. Remains the memory of sleeping. When I woke up like yesterday, I could never have been naked. - Naturally. Will that happen soon?

Yesterday, the situation placed is completely different. Nothing obnoxious.

Even so -,

There's nothing more to it than waking up in my brother's room because we're guys... but somehow I couldn't resist being asexual. Third party in the first place… I don't know why I am so wolfish as much as I was seen by Rokkatani. It's no different than a miscellaneous fish sleep on a school trip like this.... shouldn't change. Laugh and flush, as usual. Though I would be good at lying and deluding.

Or is it because of the hindsight that has indulged the warmth of the Demon King without knowing it? I rubbed my chest too... Oh, it was me who did the nasty deed. No, no, you're too upset that you did that, yourself.

- But opening the status quo was not so easy with such my intrusive delicate mood.

Sleeping on the side of the wall, I started to move from where I was about to get off the bed so as not to wake the Demon King, but then the movement was hampered by the long arms that had wrapped around my hips.

"Wow..."

Out of balance and butt I look at the owner of that arm in surprise, but I find an innocent sleeping face there no different earlier, my throat grunting with a loss of a complaining tip.

The power of the Demon King's arms is strong on you sleeping, and you won't let go of me.

Besides all the detainees who are the culprits... speaking of

"Hmm..."

What a peaceful and swallowing breath it is at the end.

Thanks to this, I felt indescribable again. Mostly...

(... "Ugh," what's with the satisfaction of sticking your face in people's bellies and sighing? What the hell are you...! Why so much for the Demon King's sake...!

Even the words that follow are in a chaotic crucible, drifting through the universe without being able to soften or find it, shaking me.

Fighting feelings without a place to do it, I also heard Rokkaya solo fighting something invisible from the next bed.

"I don't know what to do, Nishi-kyu-kun who is sweet on Shokun is too cute... I miss the tea destruction... what's that... I can't stop the toki on my cum's chest either...!

If you look, your roommate is stuffy on the bed.

- Are you okay, Rokkaya?

"What's that destructive power! I wasn't supposed to be good at catfish stuff! I think something opened my eyes... eh. Ahhh... I think I've opened a new door... I just didn't want to go that way... what am I supposed to do... get dragged into real life... no"

…………

In my own room in the early morning, I had trouble treating my distressed companion by opening my eyes to something with a demon king wrapped around my waist like a koala, and I had a slightly distant look and fell on my way.