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

In the mild afternoon, taking advantage of the smaller table I had just recently purchased to drink tea, opposite me was Mr. Eden similarly drinking tea.

This is a common sight, by the way. There is no bracket for week in this world, but if you dare say by my world standards, Mr. Eden is about '6 a week'... I mean, he comes almost every day.

Maybe having such a loveless chat with Mr. Eden or having tea is one of my routines in a way.

Well, most of all...... it's not that long because you're going to run wild and be busted open by a clo in about '1 second minimum, 30 minutes longer'.

By the way, for the record, I'm getting to know some signs of Mr. Eden's rampage because I've been in quite a relationship, too.

Mr. Eden with images such as instant runoff if switched on, but in fact there are some phases before it runs wild.

First of all, Phase 1, who usually calls me "Miyagi Hatsumomo" or "My Son", starts calling me "My dear Son".

This is a red flag because it is evidence of Ms. Eden's rising tension.

Nevertheless, if this stage is still the only one, the call just changes and nothing else changes, which can also be considered a relatively safe state.

Phase 2, Mr. Eden's mouth count begins to grow.

It's a little surprising because the impression is too strong when you run wild... Mr. Eden often turns to the listener side to say one thing or the other.

He often asks about my recent situation and listens to me smiling and occasionally gaveling at me, one way or the other, he doesn't have a lot of mouth.

However, as Mr. Eden's tension rises, this number of mouths grows and gradually becomes quicker and quicker. When this happens, it is about a yellow signal.

Phase 3, Mr. Eden's expression turns into a deep grin.

Other than this from Mr. Eden in a runaway state, the usual Mr. Eden often smiles calmly and has a tender expression.

And when this smile turns into a deep grin as if the carnivore were after the prey, it is already a red light. Let's gently magic the necklace and tell Crowe that Mr. Eden's runoff is close.

You don't have to tell him. He rushes, but it's still quicker to respond if you do this beforehand.

And the last phase four, Mr. Eden's eyes start to cloud and see black hearts.

This is already completely, a few seconds before the rampage, or almost like it's already rampant. Somehow, should I describe the highlights as disappearing, when Mr. Eden's eyes, usually as beautiful as a rainbow, begin to cloud, Mr. Eden's tension is almost close to MAX and extremely dangerous.

And well, there's some stage to it like that... which is why I can't be sure I can detect any signs of Mr. Eden's rampage.

Because the four phases I have just given you do not necessarily move in sequence one by one. Some phases...... I can't be alarmed because everything can be activated simultaneously all the way to the final stage at once.

More to the point, not so often...... there is also an occasional initial runaway state called 'Phase 4 at the time of appearance'. All this is a mystery of the law at all, so unpredictable is the scary part.

Incidentally, none of Mr. Eden's dangers are present when he is not on the run, and the content of the conversation is often such that he listens to my recent developments and cares about my physical condition, and his expression is gentle and the atmosphere is calm.

If we don't even run wild, it's more like motherly inclusiveness, as the person claims. No, he really has too strong an impression of a runaway state to override everything, but he's a gentleman if he doesn't even run wild. Yeah, well, there's about a 99% chance of a rampage within 30 minutes...

"It feels like... Sometimes I say junk food asexually, or something like that makes me want to eat it"

"I know how you feel. Such a change would also be one of food pleasures."

"Right."

Although it is a chat without other love, Mr. Eden returns the word of consent with a smile of pleasure. No, how much better if this is really always the case......

"Speaking of which, does Mr. Eden have any favorite foods or anything?

"Right. Meals are not mandatory... but I prefer hamburgers"

"... Huh?

I asked in the course of the story, but the words returned too unexpected. Mr. Eden's favorite food is a burger? Somehow, rude as it may be, it is a disastrous surprise.

Or I can't think of a picture of you eating a burger at all. Nevertheless, it would be rude to be too upset, I open my mouth as I pull in a surprise look.

"... is that right? I like it, too, hamburger. There are quite a few different kinds, but what kind of burgers does Mr. Eden like?

It's unusual for Mr. Eden to talk about himself. No, of course, if you ask, you'll answer, but I've never had a chance to hear Mr. Eden's taste, which often turns to the listener's side.

Is that why, while agreeing, I asked him that in the interest...... I felt Mr. Eden's eyes shine for a moment.

"Really!? My kid likes hamburgers too! Glad you're with me!!

"... what?

Is that it? 'My voice has changed'? It's not like I usually feel calm, it's a cute feeling voice that feels a little young...... or haven't you changed your tone?

"What kind of burger do you like...... uh-huh. That's a very difficult question. There are so many kinds of burgers, and they're all tasteful and really delicious, so it's hard to choose this one."

"Right, right"

"But if I were to think about it, I think I could split the burger into a lot of clutter and divide it into meat or something else. Of course, I know there's a complicated variety of fish fries and vegetable-centric burgers about anything else, but this is where you want to think meat after all! In the case of meat systems, three are typical: a burger with beef, a burger with pork, and a burger with chicken. It makes me feel personal, but given their respective advantages... chicken goes perfectly with sour sauces and spicy flavors, doesn't it? The Teriyaki style is delicious, and if you think about it, it might go well with a burger with a strong sauce flavour. Pork is one step inferior to beef and chicken in its breadth, but it still has some unique strengths. Especially when it comes to the system of fried cutlets and so on, I think it's a pigmeat stand-up. Beef is the most representative, not to mention, and I knew you had a good sense of stability. It feels like meat. It makes me happy to eat it."

I started talking about doom and tea!? But I don't feel the same madness as usual, or rather I get the image that I'm purely haunted by the topic of what I like.

Anyway, Mr. Eden always has a pleasant look on his face, and a more innocent look goes hand in hand, which makes him feel kind of young as he deserves.

"- It feels like you can't even remove a limited-time burger after all. The word" exclusive "is really something to say, and I'm really happy to meet a new flavor that's challenging. But after all, when people say what my favorite burger is, I end up pushing the simplest and most orthodox burger. I wonder if you mean the taste of memories, I knew the first taste I liked was the one I liked the most..."

……

Mr. Eden used to talk so much about hamburgers that he suddenly noticed something around the time he tried to summarize the conversation, and his voice turned down as soon as he could.

And he moves his face in a move that makes me think it's a giggly, broken brisket doll, and he looks at me.

Mr. Eden's face was dong-blued, with tremendous momentum, sweat erupting from his face, and his rainbow eyes were moving around at an absurd rate.

Somehow, yes... it feels exactly like expressing the word 'in a hurry' as it is.

"... Um, Mr. Eden?

"... uh, well, you know... I don't have one right now... or... no?

I was unintentionally thrilled to see the look on Mr. Eden's face telling him weakly.

Mr. Eden is still because he is the God of one world, or usually say somewhere dignified... yes, somewhere there is room for confidence. If you want to express it, you feel that the atmosphere also shows the awareness that confidence is an overwhelming superior.

But now that it disappears, with a tear-away, anxious look, the way he manages to hang on to me forgetting his current faults, the gap with me usually seems too great and adorable.

"Oh, uh... nothing. I'm not going to pursue it weirdly either, and if I should forget, I will."

"Oh, well... thanks"

Honestly, I'd be lying if I told you I didn't care. Because it was completely different from Eden's image that I had so far... yes, it was something like 'accidentally vegan' or something like that.

I'm just too sorry to ask that to Mr. Eden, who still looks like he's going to cry, and I ended up choosing not to pursue it.

Then Mr. Eden strokes his chest with a truly hospitable look from the bottom of his heart. I tend to get my eyes on the usual madness, but Mr. Eden gets somewhat freakishly thrilled because he looks just fine.

"... Well, it's also a matter of speaking in too long, and I think it's time for you to excuse me"

Oh, my voice is back. Uh-huh. I can be convinced if you think I accidentally had a vegetable just now, but why is my voice obviously different with regular vegetables? No, Mr. Eden would be easy enough to change his own voice... but I don't see why he would do that.

Nevertheless, I have just promised not to pursue it, and I care, but let's keep that in our minds.

What else do you care? It is a very rare pattern for Mr. Eden to return from himself without being busted by a clo. When I looked closely, I felt my cheeks were blushing, so I guess I was definitely embarrassed.

"Oh, well, I see."

"The filling of this lapse is again in some way...... there is an 'almighty sphere convenient for the watchdog', shall I give you about 'a trillion bodies'?

"... not required"

Almighty Sphere? What, the one that sounds noisy to hear that... at least I don't think it's something I can offer Pong to apologize for the loss... and then I think I heard a trillion bodies or something, but it's my fault, right? Yeah, let's just think it's my fault because it's too scary.

"Really? See you in a different way... Now, excuse me"

"Ah, yes. See you then."

I leaned my neck again after I dropped Mr. Eden off in the light and disappeared from the room. It was shocking in many ways to say that it was different from seeing a new side again.

Speaking of which, I've been dating a lot, but I don't know Eden very well... Uh-huh, I might as well shake up a few more topics about Eden being a hobby or a hobby in the future.

I mean, I don't know... Mr. Eden, I feel a lot commoner than I imagined that I like burgers enough to just talk about them.