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

After drinking for a while talking to Mr. Faith, Mr. Life moved next to me in exchange for Mr. Faith.

Life-san's chest, which boasted an overwhelming presence that pushed the water over, was awesome in this situation, and even though it was not intoxicating, it was sometimes intoxicating, and it appeared somewhat clear.

"Think about it... this is the first time you've talked to Miyama slowly"

"Oh, yes, that's right"

With a gentle tone telling him so, Mr. Life pours his liquor in natural motion.

With the expression "adult woman" firmly in place, Life-san feels an inclusiveness that also encompasses the situation of being in a hot spring.

"With that said, Mr. Miyama... you know, that 'reaper' and his lovers..."

"... Reaper?

I didn't immediately think of who you were referring to in the word Reaper, which was spoken in a tone that felt slightly Together.

It's about the Death King.

"Mr. Isis...... is it?

With that said, Mr. Kronor has only heard of me a little before. Mr. Life and Mr. Isis say they're not close...

As he affirms the idea, Mr. Life goes on with his words in tone that includes the toge as it is.

"Mr. Miyama is having a hard time, too. You must be struggling to be liked by a fool like her who is strong, deaf, and thinks only of herself... I sympathize"

……

"In the first place, she has long..."

"... Mr. Life"

"Yes?"

I don't know, I... I have a different fever on my head than I did earlier. Yes, very... angry.

Mr. Isis is very sweet. That's why I've suffered and mourned solitude for the magic of death that terrorizes others all the time.

I care a lot more about other people than I do about myself... such a sweet, lovely woman... I can tell you that I really like Mr. Isis.

"... what Mr. Life thinks of Mr. Isis... that would be personal, and I won't say anything. But... can you not tell me in front of me?

"... why?

"... because I can't forgive you for saying bad things about Isis... no matter how powerful you are or what you've had with Isis in the past... if you're saying bad things about my favorite Isis, I'm hostile to you"

……

Supreme God... may be disrespectful to someone who is one of the best in this world. But that's all I couldn't give in.

I can't forgive him for calling Mr. Isis... my precious lover bad.

With a definite anger, I stared at Mr. Life... and Mr. Life was smiling softly for some reason.

And the moment I see that smile... I get an idea close to certainty in my head.

"... Mr. Life"

"What is it?

"Maybe now, about me... did you try?

"... Well? What do you think?

Having heard my words, Mr. Life slowly lowered his head towards me after smiling somewhere fun.

"But it is true that I said your lover badly...... sorry"

"... Um, could Mr. Life... actually be close to Mr. Isis?

"Hehe, come on, what do you think? But... the letter Isis wrote about being you and your lover, and it made you happy."

……

This feels like being hit... totally dancing on your hands.

Isis and Life-san are close... If you think about that assumption, the earlier exchange will definitely mean that I have tried to see if I deserve Isis.

When I think about it that way and put my head on it, Mr. Life takes his gaze off of me and speaks in a quiet voice.

"... I am the god of life, Isis the king of death... and even if we are very close, we have little indication for my men. It's no trouble inside."

"... Well, I knew it..."

"There was a position of supreme god, and I couldn't even visit her as a loner... thank you to Miyama."

"Oh, no..."

I mean, he's acting like he's unfriendly with something decent, but he's actually close enough to exchange letters.

Totally fooled...... or Mr. Life is a good actor. I didn't even suspect at all about the tone of the beard earlier.

"But you've worked disrespect for Mr. Miyama. Apologies..."

"Apologize? And, Mr. Life... why the hand?

After a smile that even felt luscious, Mr. Life grabbed my hand in the water and pulled it to let it touch his chest - eh!? Hey!?

"Become!? Hey, what!?

"From earlier, it seemed like you'd be interested... please, be my guest"

"Don't..."

Big enough that the whole hand is going to be buried, then the surprisingly soft double hills...... the fingers touched sink to be sucked in and at the same time the definite elasticity pushes it back.

I mean, I knew I was looking at your chest!? No, 'cause you don't have a choice... when you're that big, your gaze is really that way... well, soft...

"... thank you..."

"What's up? You don't mind if I do, do you?

Shit, shit, this is serious shit!?

It was so sudden that I wasn't mentally ready, and a size chest that I could say was completely unknown... my brain was instantly paralyzed to swing, and my fingers were about to move regardless of my will.

I endure it with a desperately pushed posture, but my reason is no longer wind front lights... if I even rub it here, I feel totally off the tag.

The thought of screaming to endure slowly fades, and the idea that I've worked hard enough already, it would be easier and better.

That's what makes reason crumble in seconds... but God didn't abandon me.

"What the hell are you doing! God of Life!! In such a place, shame on you!!

"Huh!?

With a sharp voice, my hand is ripped off Mr. Life's chest and Mr. Chronoa breaks between me and Mr. Life into it.

I'm sorry to hear that...

"What's wrong, space-time god?

"What's the matter with you and these things! What the hell are you doing!!

"Are you just deepening your rapport?

"I'm kidding. Ah!! Mm, mmm, let me touch your chest, etc..."

"I don't mind if Mr. Miyama is your opponent?

"Disgusting! Think time and place!!

Mr. Kronor, who can be said to be the only conscience on this occasion, protests abruptly against Mr. Life.

And he manages to convince Mr. Life to return to his original position.

Mr. Boulder Kronoa, seriously, he is the savior... so don't think about such things as the cute face that was as bright red as a boiled dako.

"... Shall I re-drink?"

"Huh? Ah, yes"

That's what Mr. Life said and poured alcohol on me again, and then he whispered into my ear with a whispering voice at me.

"… as I said earlier, I recognize you, under the protection of Lord Sharovanal, as being above me"

"... Huh?

"So naturally, you also have the right to free my body… whenever you wish to continue, come to my temple"

Sweet voice as an angel, demonic temptation...... this one, luscious or something...... alongside Mr. Chris, he may be horrible at the top of the class.

Dear Mother, Father - Mr. Faith's next I spoke to Mr. Life. I've never really spoken to Mr. Life, but I think he's pretty unexpected or close to Mr. Chris. I mean, I don't know - Mr. Life is so luscious.