Kage no Eiyuu no Nichijou-tan

The day after the admissions ceremony.

I woke up in my student dorm room.

"... the internal clock is alive and well"

When I opened the curtain, I could still see the view outside in the dark.

slightly earlier than the sunrise.

Builders School is fat. Students are given the right to freely use each room in their student dormitories. Walking in a landscape room with little luggage and a glass of water in the washroom, I changed from sleeping rolls to athletic clothes and went outside.

The war was over and I should have just become a student, but my body clock was still working perfectly when I was cultivated in the institution.

Wake up at 4: 00 in the morning, until breakfast, and even run in.

It was a habit that had lasted for ten years. When I was young, I didn't like doing it at the instruction of the instructor, but now I'm restless if I don't do the opposite. It's a difficult physical condition.

After gently releasing the body, run out.

I had decided on a course of running before I started school. The school is situated in a circular southeastern neighborhood of the Wang capital, Mykula, so it is planned to go down the castle first, exit the east gate, run outside the Wang capital along the walls, and then up the castle town again from the south gate to return to the school. Because the goal is to build and maintain strength, you basically don't use magic such as Fistula.

Morning winds are chilly and pleasant. I feel fresh compared to the daytime.

Enjoying the feeling of cutting the wind for a while, the sun began to rise and the outside became brighter.

"Hmm?"

Outside the castle wall, running for a while, I noticed a man with tinted hair running in front. I also feel like I look familiar, but I can't remember.

The man heard a rough breath as he approached whether he was already out of strength.

"Ha... ha!! Longer than I thought... Huh!

I hear a man whining.

Maybe this guy runs a course similar to mine. East, west, north and south, and four gates are installed at equal intervals in the Wang capital Mykula. If you try to run between the gate and the gate in the outer circumference, you will run a quarter of the circumference of this vast king's capital. The distance is very long.

The man is going to fall down now.

To the boulder... can't we overlook it?

"Hey, you okay?"

As soon as he spoke, the man stretched his spine and began to disguise himself as calm.

"... oh, I'm fine"

Liar.

"Don't push it. You better slow down."

"No...... if you do anything, you'll be late"

"Late?"

In that word, I remembered.

This man is a student of Builders School, Higher Department Group D for a year, just like me. I unfortunately forgot my name, but I even remember that I was in the same general department.

"Right. Good luck then."

The admissions ceremony ended the other day, but class begins today.

Being late for my first class on a boulder is bad for my heart certificate. That said, staying at this pace won't spare you the tardiness.

Even though I'm a classmate, I'm not willing to be late for the two of us.

I ran past the man and came forward.

"... cum!

As he tried to outrun him, the man accelerated as he groaned.

What is this guy? Are you burning confrontation?

"... I'm not going to be a pacemaker"

"Ugh... I'm just running normally"

Liar.

I was driven by the urge to get into things, but I didn't wake up early in the morning to chat either. Ignoring the guy thing, I decided to run at my own pace.

The man walked in silence against me.

But still, did the limits of your health come, and eventually your distance clears up a little bit.

It took me almost two hours to get to the South Gate, and then it took me twenty minutes to get back to school.

I know my own pace, so I was able to come back generally on time as planned. By the time class starts, I can sweat, icing and afford breakfast.

After a while, I saw a man with tinted hair diving through the school gate.

I thought you gave up exactly and used magic, but from what I've seen, that doesn't look like it. They ran with vegetarian force to the end. I'm exhausted, but I have a lucid look on my face that says I've cut it somewhere.

The man approached us breathing on his shoulders.

"You... right... you were a student here too..."

"Sort of."

"Damn... we lost. I was confident in my strength... Are you a hero...?

"No, I'm a general practitioner"

"Ordinary!? Seriously... with that strength...?

"We're each other. You're more physically fit than people, but you're a general practitioner."

The distance from the East Gate to the South Gate is long, and normally you can't run through it in such a short time.

I've managed to run because I've been working out since I was a child, but perhaps the man in front of me is also making an effort to get physical habitually. Whatever you say for yourself, it was a strange story that a person who was positive about working out like that belonged to a general department, not a hero department.

"Well, I've got a lot going on... that? I told you I was a general practitioner."

We're in the same class.

"Seriously? Evil. No, I didn't notice."

That said, the man smiles with a good per capita grin.

"You may already know, it's Gran-Ibris. Greetings."

"It's Too Eight"

Tell me your name and I'll remember the other day.

Gran-Ibris. I did have a student with that name.

"Too Eight... Ah! Right, you! You're the guy who was taken out yesterday by a beautiful hero girl after HR!

Gran says.

Gran was right, but the way it was remembered was somewhat disingenuous.

"No, I'm surprised at that one. I mean, I'm angry. You didn't start dairying early in school, Cora."

"There's nothing milky about it. We just got to know each other a little bit in the hero exam."

"Really. I mean, did you take a hero's exam?

"Oh, by mistake. I really wanted to go into general medicine from the start, but I went to the exam venue by mistake"

"Uh... that was a disaster. No, I was mistaken for a hero at first. Maybe it's because of the way it looks..."

Zero sigh, Gran says.

Gran is quite sturdy. Bones are thick and tall. When I saw him running earlier, I didn't think he was the same age student.

You just look like a fierce warrior.

Gran laughed bitterly when he accidentally expressed that sentiment.

"I still hate contention. But Tuate seemed fine and helpful. Because when you look like this, you're often scared.... Let's just go sweat it out. At this hour, the shower room on the first floor of the dorm will be available."

That's what Gran says. Take off your clothes above.

"Don't take it off here."

"It's better than getting the floor dirty with sweat. And the wind feels good, huh?

Gran says as he squeezes his clothes and sucks sweat into the ground.

We do sweat each other. Just standing, the Shizuku of sweat is constantly dripping from my clothes.

I followed Gran too, took off my clothes and squeezed my sweat.

Then Gran opens his eyes.

"Tweet... you, I knew you weren't the only one"

Gran asked with a serious face.

"That wound... where did you get it? It's not just demons, some of them have been put on by people."

What Gran sees was countless wounds engraved all over my body.

It's harder to find a spot without scratches now because I used to be in the previous war.

Reflect on whether it wasn't much to show people. But...

"At a time when you can distinguish between a wound caused by a demon and a wound caused by a human being, you're not so bad either."

When I said that, Gran laughed mockingly, "Heh."

"I used to just be on the battlefield for a little while. Well, I left right away."

"Are you hurt?

"... right. It's a heart attack. I couldn't face the misery of the battlefield.... I guess I just worked out my body and my mind wasn't growing up at all. Still, only the habit of working out your body this way every morning stays halfway. I'm a clumsy guy."

Gran continues looking up into the sky.

Maybe me and this guy are in a similar position. He had a special past and became a student of general studies to get out of it.

"So, what about the too-eight? It sounds like a similar situation to mine."

For Gran's sake, think a little.

Gran's right, we're in a more similar situation than we thought. If I tell the truth poorly here, Gran may start to compare himself to my case and figure out the extras. As much as I was in the war, I can reveal it, but I have trouble getting pryed into about the institution. To do this...... even if it is somewhat forceful, you should pierce the lie.

"... unfortunately not. My wounds are not caused by people or demons. There 'll just be a lot of scratches that look like that sometimes."

"No, but the wound is definitely demonic..."

"Wrong look. You're inexperienced in battlefield, aren't you? Don't you ever trust your own eyes like that."

"Stuffed, well, when they say so, I'm losing confidence..."

Gran groans small.

"But then the wound, what is it?"

"This is a work wound."

"Work?"

"Until I came to this school, I was helping my parents get started. The job is… cleaning business. I mean, a city cleaner."

"... how can a city cleaner get such a scratch?"

"Amateurs don't get it. It's harder than you can imagine to get rid of the dirt. Only with that kind of dirt, it's in a nasty place that doesn't usually touch people's eyes. Especially since I was in a position to move my hands directly, I used to roll over various places whenever I had a request. These wounds are normal."

"Hey, that sounds like some heavy labor. Well... cleaning the city was such a big deal..."

I'll be as careful as I can, too, Gran muttered in a small voice.

This man is a little dumb, but human.

"I know what's going on. But then maybe I shouldn't show that body to people too much. Like me right now, you don't want to be taken into account for something that's never happened, do you?

"... oh, careful"

Nodding at Gran's words.

Then we took a shower, had breakfast, and then headed to the classroom.