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

There are three current stamps...... and right in front of you is the fourth arena.

After getting a stamp from Mr. Epsilon, the arena he arrived at while eating lightly at the store opening on the road seemed a little smaller compared to the three so far.

But, well, it's quiet stuff. I'm going to forget about being in the middle of a festival...... or the three so far, but is there any other challenger besides me? Are you simply taking the trouble to collect stamps, or are you unwilling to try from the start that challenging the five kings of war is stupid......

As I questioned my head, I walked into the arena... and this was weird again.

"... hmm? Oh, there you are. Sorry. Wait till you smoke one of these."

"Oh, yes."

Redhead with a reddish rusty tint. Wearing a coat full of wrinkles in yore yore, the man who grew the inert mustache told him so as he turned his cigarette around.

Something about the look of a nasty adult... or no hegemony at all, but this guy is the King of War Five?

To the man in front of us, Mr. Bacchus, Mr. Kong, Mr. Epsilon...... and Mr. Agni. The atmosphere felt different from those four...... somehow there was no such thing as an aura of the mighty.

That's what it feels like to be in a pussy shop on holiday, and I feel weird unreliable.

Being silent feeling a little void poked, the man finishes smoking and puts a sucker in something like a portable ashtray before turning this way.

"No, I'm sorry to keep you waiting ~. Again, welcome, Miama. My uncle says' Osma '. Well, nice to meet you."

"Ah, yes. Best regards,"

"No - and good luck. It's gonna be tough going around, isn't it? Would you like a cup of coffee?

"Oh, yes, no, I don't mind"

Uh-huh. I knew it was somehow loose. A really good middle-aged uncle has an atmosphere, and I don't feel intimidated or anything at all.

"Can I see your stamp card for a second?

"Oh, yeah..."

"Oh! Have you collected three more? No - Young kids are fine. Or, uncle, fourth? No, no, you can't. First, I have to come to my uncle in" The Five Weakest Kings of War. "

"Huh? Oh, really?

"That's right. I can't believe Epsilon is as strong as Agni... no - but if Miyama is clearing that, what an easy win is Uncle?

Mr. Osma, who tells me that he is the weakest of the five kings of war, but the words sounded very easy, not even in the wind that he was despising himself.

"... well, you're allergic even if you hold back. Shall we just get started? Is the girl over there representing Miyama-kun?

"... No, that, if you can, is' I want to try 'this time"

"Your husband!? No, you can't! It's dangerous!! Even a dude with no sloppiness, no shards of hegemony, he's the King of War Five for once!

"... Young kids say things straight these days, so be honest uncle don't get hurt a bit ~"

When I say the words I want to challenge myself, Anima stops me in a hurry.

Of course, even I think it's pretty reckless. But I knew it......

"Anima, I've been asking for surrogates all this time. You know, even though you've got a handful for me so I can have a chance."

"... Your husband?

"Mr. Megido didn't tell me to fight for myself, but this is how he's bothering to think about handouts and stuff... I guess he also expects me to try. So I want to do my best about once too... so that I can say I won properly with my chest up at the end of the day..."

"Nice, Uncle, I love that kind of thing"

This is what I meant. Assuming I left it up to the deputy to get to Mr. Megido, I'm sure I'll regret it. Chance is... you should have had a chance to work hard.

So, yeah. Let's try to look good for once or so...... well blah blah blah, I'm not attacking from over there...... safety also pushed my back.

"But!? Lord..."

"Whoa, wait lady"

"... hmm?

"Men are creatures sometimes like that. Sometimes I think about being mean, looking good, and still fighting. Don't make extra tea around you."

"Grr... thats..."

"At times like this, it's a good woman to push her back without saying anything extra..."

When Mr. Osma tells him in a calm but strong tone, Anima silences him without saying anything more.

To such an anima, I look back and smile once, gripping with one hand.

"Well, that's what I'm talking about... I don't think I'm gonna rely on you, but I'm gonna try"

"... Yes. Good luck, master!

"Yeah."

With strong words of support on my back, I walk up to Mr. Osma and face each other.

Mr. Osma remained the same loose expression, but also seemed to have a slightly stronger light in his eyes.

"... then gently give the rules away. I don't attack Miyama-kun from my uncle, and I don't use magic. Then it was forbidden to use one arm and one leg... so there are restrictions on movement, but yes... how about this circle?

That said, Mr. Osma writes a small circle about two meters in radius on the ground and asks me.

"... it's okay"

"Well, it's moving speed... but it doesn't travel at a speed that Miyama can't react to. Well, that's about it."

With one leg, Mr. Osma shows me traveling fast enough for me to walk slowly. I felt pretty slow, but am I still confident to say it's okay?

Anyway, the terms are too much in my favor, and I'll snort and tell him there's no problem.

"Miyama-kun's winning condition is to touch even one finger on his uncle... the time limit is, uh-huh. Can I have an hour or so?

"Yes!"

"Okay, well, let's get started... Uncle, you're weak, so cut it out."

"I will do my best!

"Well, the young lad is really well. I'm dazzled by my uncle."

Once I closed my eyes and breathed, I ran out for Mr. Osma, laughing naggingly at the center of the circle.

Dear Mother, Father - I decided to challenge Osma, who I met in the fourth arena, without representing her. The terms are very favorable to me, but still the opponent is the King of War Five - it won't be that easy.

"Hmm, is Kate's opponent Osma from Shizuku..."

"Are you strong?

"Uh-huh. If you really want to fight, it's" stronger than Mr. Agni "headed by the King of War Five... because it's the type to tailor it to your opponent's power. I think we have a chance."

"... Hmm"

There are two shadows at a height where you can look down on the arena, and the words are exchanged quietly.

At the end of their gaze was the appearance of a pleasant man challenging Osma.

"... Well, it depends on Kate's hard work when it comes to Mr. Osma... the problem goes on afterwards. Mr. Agni is not a temperamental character, so the only one who can win with Mr. Kate's entourage... is that god. No. - What will Mr. Kite do?

"White, my being here would be the answer?

"... Blank, are you okay?

"Well, there's more to adjust around there in action..."

"If you're not sure, can I stop you?

"... if you're sleeping, you say it after you go to sleep"

"Hehe, well, it's nice to meet you... buddy"

Words exchanged with insecurity like a long relationship, and the two shadows disappeared from the spot.