I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

The second night I come to Rigforesia, tomorrow I have a harvest festival to attend, and this is where I want to get some rest... but I don't sleep because I said I slept or passed out during the day.

At that time I thought I'd hit the wind a little at night, and the door knocked somewhat modestly.

"Yes."

Respond reflexively, but no response.

Normally, I might be suspicious, but I know who's visiting because I have sensory magic.

"What's wrong with you? Mr. Sieg."

……

The only reason I didn't hear back after I knocked that was because it was Mr. Sieg.

It's time for the date to change, but when she asks what business it is, Mr. Sieg moves his hands small.

"Is it a walk? Yeah, I just couldn't sleep either."

……

I don't think Mr. Sieg went to bed either, and he asked me if I would go for a walk if I was awake.

I thought it was time to hit the wind at night, so I nodded at Mr. Sieg's invitation without any particular worries.

Walk alongside Mr. Siege through the city of Rigforesia, lit by the moonlight.

In front of us, glowing sphere-shaped magic fixtures... tools called portable lighting magic fixtures are illuminating the way.

It's like a flashlight in our world, but it's better if you don't have it in your hand or you can adjust the way it lights up.

After a short walk, you reach a place that looks like a square, and Mr. Zeke prompts you to sit on the bench there.

Mr. Sieg also sits next to me as normal, illuminated by lighting magic, his ruby-like red hair glows pale, and he gets unwittingly dodgy on its frivolous side.

Rigforesia night is very quiet and the occasional breeze caresses her cheeks comfortably.

After a few moments of silence, I come up with a voice for Mr. Sieg.

"With that said, Mr. Sieg. I didn't get to thank you properly. Thanks for your help. - Huh?

……

Once again, I tried to thank you in a proper way for protecting me from the Black Bear attack, but I put my index finger up in front of my face so that Mr. Sieg could block it in the middle of the word.

Then shake your neck sideways a few times as it is, take a note and pen out of your pocket and write it down there.

'Thank you, I'd rather say. Thank you, Mr. Kite. Thanks to you, I was able to restore the relationship I had with Lili, which I had ruined. "

"Oh, no, I'm nothing..."

I only said what I thought then, and I think that Sieg's relationship with Lilia could be repaired because Sieg thought and scolded Lilia wholeheartedly.

So I say I didn't do anything in particular, but Mr. Sieg shook his neck sideways again and writes a letter in his note.

'I needed a trigger. And you inspired it. Humility is a virtue, but take it here'

"... Yes"

"I just want to be a little bit careful."

"Attention?

After writing that far, Mr. Sieg gives me a note with his beautiful blue eyes staring at me and continuing.

'I had no choice in the circumstances this time... but don't be too impotent'

……

"If you hurt me, I'm sad... take care of yourself"

"... Yes"

I reply firmly to Sieg, who stares at his impotent brother with a tender look.

After hearing my reply and nodding, Mr. Sieg smiles softly and writes more on the note.

'... Mr. Kite. Just a little... can I borrow your shoulder?

"Shoulder, is it? Oh, yes. I don't mind that..."

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

"What!? J., Mr. Sieg!?

I wasn't sure what the word "borrow your shoulder" meant, but when I nodded for no particular reason, Mr. Sieg brought his head to me.

Mr. Sieg is about the same height as me, and I can tell you he's just the right height to bring it about... but I didn't expect this to happen.

The elf-specific long ears shake slightly, and Mr. Sieg's temperature is transmitted from the head he is put on.

Mr. Sieg keeps his eyes closed for a while and keeps his weight with me.

Naturally, a beauty like Mr. Sieg did that to me, and I am not calm at all, but my heart is pulsating like an early bell from earlier.

'Mr. Kate, you've always... you've spoken to me'

"Yeah?"

As it solidifies like petrified while sitting, a note is given at the end of your gaze as to when you wrote it.

"Look, I can't talk, and I don't get spoken to much about how tall people can be intimidating."

"Yes, I thought Mr. Sieg was cool at first."

Mr. Siege is about 170cm tall for a woman, has a very neat face and a calm atmosphere, and when we first met, I assumed that I was cool and stoic, too.

"But you've spoken to me a lot. Never neglected me for not even being able to reply... I was so glad."

"That was simply fun for me to talk to Mr. Sieg about. Sure, at first I thought it was pretty cool... but when I actually talked to him, I thought Mr. Sieg was a very homey, kind, easy person to talk to."

'... thank you'

Taking my word for it, Mr. Sieg smiles only a little shy and then brings his eyes to a close again.

The silence we visited again was never something uncomfortable, but something warm and comfortable somewhere.

Stay put for a while...... I give myself up to the occasional night breeze and as I enjoy the time flowing peacefully, I lift my head that Mr. Sieg was slowly putting on my shoulder and stand up quietly.

'Even if it's too late, I'll be in trouble tomorrow. Time to go back.'

"Yes."

I'll get up off the bench, too, according to Mr. Sieg.

And at a time when I tried to go back the way I came again, Mr. Sieg shook my hand as if it were perfectly natural.

"What!?

……

"Mr. Sieg?

……

Suddenly, I'm surprised, but Mr. Sieg hasn't responded and I'm walking.

Mr. Sieg's cheek, which lays his thin, soft hand on my hand and walks forward a little like pulling me, may have added or subtracted light, but it also seemed slightly red stained.

He breaks up with Mr. Siege at the entrance to the inn and returns to his room.

I noticed that at a time when I tried to lie down on my bet, feeling like I was dreaming of something that had happened earlier.

Soon, in my clothes pocket, there was a small note plugged in and I would definitely take that, which Mr. Sieg would have written, and read it in the light of the room's lighting magic fixtures.

'Straight and gentle, Mr. Kite, I love it. Please continue to be such a kind person. Trouble is, there seem to be a lot of rivals, but I'm going to try my best too... so if you can, take a look at me occasionally.'

……

I tilt my neck in the room when I see a note in a writing style that includes somewhere.

I know you're favoring me, but what does it mean to be a rival or something? I'm sure Sieg and the others won't be at the harvest festival tomorrow, so that doesn't mean they'll compete with the other participants...

Uh-huh. I don't know, but I don't feel particularly bad about it.

The answer wasn't going to come up even though I thought about it, so I put that note in the magic box and then I turn off the lights and lay down on the bet.

I didn't sleep until earlier, but I felt like I could sleep well thanks to Mr. Sieg.

Dear Mother, Father - I took a walk on the night lane with Mr. Sieg and talked to him. I've had unintentional behavior everywhere, but is this -- is it better if we get along better?