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

The one-touch situation between Mr Agni and Mr Pandora converged with the appearance of Mr Osma.

Mr. Pandora was taken to Alice's split and Mr. Agni was persuaded by Mr. Osma to go home.

Osma, who returned Mr. Agni, bowed her head gently to me with a bitter smile on her face.

"No, I'm sorry, Miyama. Agni's a good kid, but there's something about him that makes him a little hotter... isn't he hurt or something?

"It's okay."

"That's good. I'll be sure to tell Agni from her uncle, so I'll be glad to keep you company."

"Yes!"

Uh-huh, this calm response...... after all, Mr. Osma feels cool being an adult man.

As for the atmosphere, I really have the security and warmth of a relative's uncle, and I admire him quite a bit as the same man. I want to be a calm adult like this, too.

"Speaking of which, why is Mr. Osma here?

"Oh, actually, I was waiting for Miyama on the ground floor of the central tower... I felt Agni and Pandora's magic, so I thought maybe"

"Can I help you, sir?

"Yeah, well, does it feel more like a phantom king than a Miyama-kun to be exact?

"To Alice?

Apparently, Mr. Osma came to see Alice for a visit. Does bothering to ask you to go through me mean it's a pain in the ass?

The day is still shallow because it was the first day of the Six Kings Festival that I met Mr. Osma, but I would like to cooperate as much as possible because he takes care of getting advice and following me.

"... Actually, it sounds like my uncle's acquaintance wants to attend the Six Kings Festival. I'd like to get you an invitation if you can, but I'm here to get your permission because it takes the form of adding someone on the way."

"Hmm... can't you join us as Mr. Osma's companion?

"Ah, uh, speaking of which, you didn't say. My uncle is more of an operator than a participant, so he doesn't have an invitation."

"I see... Alice"

Mr. Osma, who tells you with a sorry look on his face, doesn't seem particularly difficult. No, of course there may be more Alice's work that would be managing the participants, but you can treat it like it sucks to be my companion, and I've decided to ask for it.

When I spoke, Alice immediately showed up and took the Ironrank invitation out of nowhere.

"Yes, yes, I understand."

"Sorry for the hassle, phantom king. Eh, that kid's name..."

"" Mr. Flamea, a Dwarf resident of the Alcresian Empire, "right? Yes, please, it's an invitation."

"... Ha ha, no, that's the Phantom King. It helps."

Alice has an invitation ready faster than Mr. Osma can name his opponent. The same unruly intelligence capability… it really is just fine.

"If you're thankful to Kate, 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

"Right... Miyama-kun, that was really helpful. Thanks."

"Yes, no"

"It may not be enough to thank you, but if you like, here, will you?

"... What's this?

After saying thank you to me with a gentle expression, Mr. Osma took out a slightly larger paper bag from nowhere and offered it to me.

When I received the paper bag with my neck tilted, Mr. Osma told him as he lit the cigarette he was wearing.

"... that's my uncle's favorite coffee. I can just add hot water and drink it. I've got a little more, so you can have a drink with your friends."

"Thank you! Something's bothering me. Excuse me."

"No, no, because it was your uncle who did you a sudden favor. That was really helpful...... if only Miyama-kun could come and have a drink with me next time. Of course, with your uncle's luxury."

"Ah, yes!" Yes, it is. "

Uh-huh, I think Osma is a true handsome guy who can sarcastically say thank you. Maybe it's because I feel like a dependable adult, but the way I invite you is cool.

Probably didn't serve coffee first because I didn't like it getting like an exchange condition?

"Bye, Miyama-kun. It's gonna be tough dating a lot, but enjoy the remaining Six Kings Festival."

"Yes!"

"Yeah, I'll see you later"

Mr. Osma, with a gentle smile, gently stroked my head before waving one hand away. She said that she was also very picturesque when she left, or that she looked super cool behind the trench coat in the wind.

... Me too, maybe I'll try on a trench coat or something sometime?

"... No, I don't think Mr. Kite would look very good in a trench coat."

"... I didn't even feel that way myself"

Dear Sir, Father, Mother - I really admire Osma for her cool words and tricks, not for her simple facial goodness or anything. I honestly don't see enough to say that I can be that way at all, but if it's going to happen, someday, oh - I want to be cool and old.