Kage no Eiyuu no Nichijou-tan

When Chris left the conference room, five minutes passed.

I figured I might not even have to keep sitting in the chair and waiting, and I got up, basically, and left the meeting room behind.

I can tell because Chris and I have known each other a long time.

If she says "for a while," that time is fifteen to three minutes long.

About enough, do you walk the castle appropriately?

Having established a policy of leisure time, I tried to take the stairs to the sunny garden.

Along the way...

"Gradually, I found it"

He is called from behind and looks back.

There was a wavy blonde girl there.

"... Dear Sophia?

The girl wearing the white dress is named - Sofia-Terraria.

To the princess of the kingdom of Terraria, he challenged the demon king with the brave, one of the brave parties.

A brave party is a word that refers to brave men and their companions.

In the Fourth Wars of the Brave Demons, the brave party consisted of four people. Besides the brave were the monks of great arms (healers), the wizards of great arms (mages) and the warriors of great arms (warriors). Of these, a monk of great skill falls upon Master Sophia. The other two are from another country.

Even a talented girl was born with too high a status as a royalty, and was promoted to a brave party to play a part in the Demon King's Crusade. She's supposed to be pulling around the world right now. I wonder why I'm here alone.

"I've been looking for you."

She said, staring at me.

"You are the one who defeated the Demon King, right?

To that question, I replied pretending I didn't know what it meant.

"... I wonder what you mean"

"It's no use falling in love. At that time, the Demon King clearly behaved strangely. The demon king suddenly suffered while holding his chest while fighting the brave man and stopped moving.... Between us, the brave man is supposed to have defeated the demon king, but you did that, didn't you?

"Why do you think so?"

"Even before, because it has been. … you have helped countless times."

I sighed in Lady Sophia's words without hiding them.

- She knows who I am.

It's no exaggeration to say it's the biggest glitch for me.

It was after doing a little nasty work. Immediately after vividly accomplishing the job that the people around him said with their mouths in alignment, … I was in the midst of a drunken obsession with my own arms.

She was staring seriously at me praising herself. At the same time, I saw so much evidence that I couldn't escape it that I knew what I was doing at a glance. Without realizing her gaze like that, I scratched my forehead up by myself and said, "You do it, me. You're a genius," he muttered.

After explaining the circumstances, Chris yells back in his brain.

You can't seal a princess's mouth on a boulder.

After all, I had to reveal myself to Sophia.

"Just in case, tell other people about me..."

"I didn't tell him. … I don't want to imitate you as a benefactor."

Lady Sophia dropped her gaze and replied to me confirming her horror.

"... about the Demon King, that's enough. There's nothing wrong with that."

Master Sophia says.

"Oh, you, uh... what do you do in the future?

What is the intent of the question?

Lady Sophia opened her mouth to supplement me when I couldn't answer for a while.

"Now that the Demon King has been defeated, you must be free.... but if you don't mind, that... wouldnt be my knight!?

Understand the intent of the inquiry.

But the question remained.

"If you're a knight who protects Sophia, you already have a Kingsguard Knights."

"Well, it's not... Oh, I want you to be my, exclusive knight. You are the person I trust the most………"

A dedicated knight is certainly like a guard who must always stick to the person.

As far as it goes.

Am I being scouted by her now?

Then the answer is...

"- Make a joke. The brave party that crusaded the Demon King should have been able to travel around the world to commemorate the victory. You can't be accompanied by people like me on that journey. Besides, your trustworthy opponent will always be the brave one who fought next door."

As I answered, I found Chris behind Master Sophia.

Apparently he cares about not needing it, and he's going to wait until we finish the conversation.

"Well, here I am."

Disconnect the conversation and head to Chris.

"Ma, wait! I -!!

The princess is outrageous and strong. If you refuse the request, it would be just as good as if it were slightly cold.

Truth be told, I had been asked to do a similar request many times in the past. Every time I dialed it out like this.

Master Sophia just stood by without going after me.

"You've shaken your hand."

says Chris as he arms up.

I answered as I went back to the conference room on the third floor.

"People don't listen well. I just gave up my share."

"Huh. Oh, I think so. All the brave men of the past are united with the monks of the time. If we're going to go through the same history, Sophia will eventually connect with the brave people of today... then maybe it's not a good idea to break in between them. Regardless of Sophia, the brave ones seem to be willing to uphold that tradition."

"Oh. At the corner, I found out I wouldn't be killed with a mouth seal, and I don't want to imitate being stabbed in a colorful shack.... Sophia only wants a user-friendly knight, but when I'm a heterosexual all the time, it can be misleading."

"Don't get me wrong... I don't know if that bluntness is the harm I grew up in an institution"

Say something Chris doesn't quite understand.

I walked into the conference room and closed the door to keep in mind, and I lowered my back again to the chair I had just used.

"I've thought a lot about it, but I think you should go to school if you want to walk the crowd routine."

"School?"

"It is normal for a fifteen-year-old boy or girl to attend a national educational institution, such as a school. Well, some kids are dedicated to helping their parents get started, or make a living in an Adventurer's Guild… The biggest reason I recommended school is because there are so many kids in your generation there. If you want to go through a normal life, you should be around, just people living a normal life, right?

"Well, you are. Easily blends in for a lot of samples"

"I'm not talking about an undercover mission..."

Chris gave me the paperwork on the table as he zeroed his sigh.

"What's this?

"Application for admission to the Royal Builders School. You know Builders School, don't you? It is the largest educational institution in the country here in Mykula, Wang capital. And it's also a schoolhouse where contemporary brave men grew up. … The Kingdom plans to significantly expand the Builders School admissions framework in anticipation of the" Brave Effect ". You just have to take that frame."

"Builders School is prestigious, and I hear that all students are granular... but as far as it goes, will it be easy to pass the entrance exam if there are more frames?"

"Well, if it's your strength, it'll be easy to win an entrance exam with both hands and legs tied. I'm not worried about that only this time. The Builders School is splitting the discipline in two this year."

Encourage Chris to roll the paperwork.

The third form contained details on those two disciplines.

"Heroics and general studies......?

"Yes. The former said to do the curriculum that raised the brave, just like that. The latter, on the other hand, is a discipline where you can relax and get an education to go along with it, because the war is over and you can walk through a peaceful routine. The Builders School only existed until last fiscal year in the Department of Heroes and had decided to pass or not to do so in the entrance exam. But from the next fiscal year, even if you drop a hero in the entrance exam, you can go in if you're a regular student. Because there are no entrance exams in general studies, anyone can get in as long as they pass the paperwork screening."

"Is general medicine like a receptacle for students who have fallen out of the hero family?"

"Though it seems to be a discipline that develops knowledge and skills that can help in a peaceful world... in fact, you will probably be right. There seems to be a discrepancy between the facilities available between Heroics and General Studies. Perhaps there will be a sense of discrimination in school."

Chris said with indignation.

"Which one of you is attracted to the status quo, by the way?

You're a general practitioner.

"I guess."

First of all, I like the name "normal". That's why I go to school, so I guess I should belong to the general department.

Besides - as far as Chris is concerned, the hero family is the place to acquire combat skills. I don't feel like I have anything to learn right now because I've already been knocked out of the way by the institution about you.

"You don't have to take an exam if you're going to general medicine. After heading to the venue on the same day, please go straight to the admissions briefing without taking the exam. Don't worry, we'll get through the paperwork selection. By the way, this is your file."

Chris will hand me another document.

That's where my, fake background, fake family structure was written.

Until now, I had helped my parents run their business, but before I could pass on the technology, my parents died suddenly from illness, and I had no choice but to fold up the store and go to school.

"Tomorrow, you decide your name."

"Name?... Oh well. Am I now called by number?"

Even though the other items contained details, only the name field was blank.

Chris looks down sadly at me for realizing it and reacting.

"Don't talk like that other HR... I still feel guilty every time I call you. … I don't care how many rules you call people by number or symbol."

"I guess that's easier to manage if you don't know when you're going to die."

"It's proof that you look at people like tools.... I knew the engine sucked."

The nomenclature in the institution is, by and large, a number or symbol, except for executive positions.

Chris is an executive. People like her, unlike soldiers like me, are often scouted from the right place of origin, not from an orphanage. Unlike us soldiers, there are all kinds of disparities in treatment between executive positions and soldiers because of the high initial cost of scouting.

But I've never felt unfair about it.

I can't do deskwork with my head like Chris, and I can't stand around blending into a slaughtered relationship in my organization.

The point would be the right material.

"But isn't it weird that you decide your own name?

"So is that. Then I'll think about it for you.... How's John?

"You don't stick around."

"Bye, Mike. Or... what about Michaels?

"... No, I feel weird. After all, a name can't be called unless you're used to it."

"But then what do I do..."

To Chris in trouble, I say the name that comes to mind.

"Too Eight. Let's do this"

"... not at all the same as before"

"That's why it's okay."

Chris was dissatisfied, but eventually wrote "Too Eight" in the name column of the document.

"Then I'll put the paperwork through, so get dressed and go to school that day."

"Oh."

Get up from either side and leave the room.

There was a strange air that could not be said to be good or bad, but had to be conscious.

- Right.

The institutions are dismantled.

So this is the last time we're gonna be dealing with the same organization as people.

Just because the agency is dismantled doesn't mean we're all out of contact with Chris.

If there is any inconvenience, I will consult Chris every time, beyond the fact that it is the policy above to be responsible for designing the lives of our soldiers.

Still, there's something emotional about it.

She's right. This institution is not a great organization to flatter, but still...

"Chris."

Walk next door, to a boss I've known for years, I say.

"I've been taken care of. It's all thanks to Chris that a shitty hungry ghost who hardly knows the world could have survived this far safely."

I convey my sincere gratitude.

Chris then shivered off his face, shaking his shoulders.

"Don't say that. Oh, I've been patient for a long time now, but no... Grr."

For a little while. I hear a small cry.

Eventually, she looked at me with her bright red swollen eyes.

"You're like my brother. So... whenever something happens, you can count on me."

To the words of my former boss, I nodded, "Oh."

From now on - the life of Tuate begins.