My Skills Are Too Strong to Be a Heroine

"Now" washes his hands there and opens the refrigerator with a nose song.

Kiran to the pudding that jumped right into sight! Shortly after I let my eyes shine, it was written on the cup with a big, oily pen, "Me. The letter" Never touch Aria "loses light from the eyes.

But...

"... oh, what a good thing to say, demon king. Yes, this is the World Relief Tax, and my brother will forgive me."

Agree with Fufu to whisper the fate of the community of demons that echoes in your heart, and grab the cup smoothly.

I didn't see anything. I laid down on the sofa with my hand covering the side.

"Welcome back, Aria, let me tell you something first, the fridge pudding was too late for me...?!

Oniichan, who came down from upstairs in a sweatshirt, screams as she sees me carrying a sweet pussy plump into her mouth with a spoon.

Onii-chan, I'm so glad you're studying.

"Baka, you can't even read Japanese at last!? Damn it, give it back! People's precious sugar!

"Shut up, 80% is already in my stomach. It's more or less good."

"Ah?

"Because I did my best."

"... you've been saying that a lot lately. What the hell did you do so hard for?

When I see my strange brother, I laugh with satisfaction. Yeah, I don't seem to remember anything, but the Devil's memory erasure is perfect today.

"I wonder. Maybe he saved the world.

Oniichan said, "Why did you find out!?" I started wandering around with an impatient face, so I smiled and stuck to the last bite. Yes, that's fine.

Actually, the brave brother who saved the world, and a normal sister who knows nothing about it. All we have to do is live together forever in that peaceful recognition that I and the Devil have fabricated.

After that, the season went slowly.

Physical exercise recorded a 100m walk of 18 seconds. I tried to hold my breath in the bath in 12 seconds, and I had trouble lifting 10 kg of rice. Of course, I couldn't see the view 1 km away.

As if those days of adventuring with the love book "Gift" were lies, I came back as a normal girl high school student.

The Demon King was truly powerless in this world.

Almost asleep, worried if he's alive, and occasionally loud enough to talk to me.

But sometimes I get hit in class and give you gentle advice during a lifetime, or casually tell you when you're about to fall over with carelessness. I was quite a good person as a cohabitant.

Besides, the fact that this person is alive means that that god is alive, and that other worlds do exist, so I was very happy to know that.

My existence must have vanished beautifully from the memory of the six summoned to the other world.

On the day he returned, oniichan, who had been reunited, kept his expression on his cheeks saying, "Welcome back." I think it was because a lot of adventures had a good impact that you stopped sitting in the room and started talking to me.

I'm glad that experience in the other world has helped us all. Even without me in it.

And the people above the clouds are upon the clouds again.

After returning to his only classmate, Takao Fukaya-kun had forgotten that he had traveled with me and had both thoughts.

It was difficult to find the remnants of that adventure in Takao. As refreshing as ever, gentle, loved by everyone, you can do anything.

I miss being in front of me like a child, getting angry and crying.

I hope someday someone will see that look again, but it's just an ego that gets lonely when you think it's not you.

Originally, there were too few contacts and I was worried about how to talk, so I didn't have to stay with others. That's very pleasant, but it's just a little sad.

However, in spring, the feeling of loss that had been nesting in my chest also faded slightly after the dazzling summer. By the time autumn came, I was able to get along well there now that winter was coming. Probably.

"…………… Sam"

Squeeze your fingers out of the cardigan while rubbing your nose.

In mid-December, the hallway after school was as cold as a refrigerator, and I shook myself with my shoulders from above my coat. I want to eat something warm, like stew or omelette.

The teacher who talked with tears about the score of the intermediate test the other day was on the contrary, but it was a little late. It's totally dark outside.

And when I realized that something twinkling and white was mixing in outside the window and in the black view, I watched my eyes.

"... ah, snow"

It was the first snow. The forecast didn't say it would come down. I like snow, my heart pops and my mouth rises.

But when I look at the snow grains that fall, I can't help but remember the scenery of the city I once saw.

A person who complained that he hated snow.

The snowy mountain we walked together was cold enough to die. Talk in the snow cave, fight together, and look up at the stars.

I can't help but remember it clearly now, and I got wrinkles between my eyebrows. I'm the only one who can remember that, but I'm just sad.

"... go home"

But then, unfortunately, I realized that I left something in the classroom.

I don't have to wear gloves, but it's too painful to bite my hands even though I feel like crying. Almost out of school, I rushed to a quiet school building, and I hurried to group A for two years.

But as soon as I open the door, I regret it. You could have frozen your hands. As long as you stop your heart like this.

……………

"Ah, Amamiya-san. It was still there."

A familiar nostalgic face with a smile.

My only classmate, Takao Fukaya-kun, looked back at the view outside the window he was looking at and found me and said so.

………………

Shit... It was a miscalculation.

There were no contacts, no conversations, but if we were alone, we couldn't say anything to others.

Oh no, I was completely upset by the name I had been called for months and missed the time to respond.

Talking to a classmate girl normally, Takao lowered his eyebrows as if he was in trouble.

"Um... I was in the same class... but my name is..."

"And I know. I know, Takao, right?

"Ah, good. Remember me."

His words, "Remember," were too spicy for me right now and disgusted me with the zucchini and the painful chest. Let's get out of here. If you talk any more, you may get an extra bump.

Amamiya-san has just finished his department work?

"Ah, yeah, I was just talking to the teacher... and I forgot my gloves, so I just came to get them."

Me too. I didn't say snow in the forecast. "

He nodded his eyebrows down to Takao, who smiled bitterly in one hand at the collapsible umbrella. Quickly retrieve the gloves from your desk and turn your heel back.

I'll see you tomorrow.

That said, I had to leave, but my mouth was murmuring something completely different.

"... Takao hates snow."

It could have been a little rebellion. I just wanted to tell you that I'm not good enough to die in high places, that I'm not really good enough to say anything about myself, or that I don't like losing.

Takao thought it might be strange, but he glanced at me and then laughed and said:

"I love it."

I watched for unexpected words.

Takao looks at the snow a little farther away and says, tilting his neck a bit.

"I hated it before, but somehow I liked it. I don't know why."

I remember what Takao once said to me in another world.

─ ─ ─ ─ I hate snow.

"Maybe someone laughed when it snowed... and liked seeing that face."

─ ─ ─ But I hope you'll like it someday.

Once it spills, it can't be stopped.

I could not soak the tears flowing from my rounded eyes, but I stood staring at the snow and Takao.

"Huh? That!? Oh, I'm sorry, if you say something nasty, um..."

Takao in a big hurry rushes in, worried about his meltdown.

All I could do was cover my eyes with my hands and shake my head small and say, "No, nothing."

With that, Takao's eyes were narrowing as if he was looking down at me in trouble.

"... I feel like I've made Amamiya-san cry like this before"

Takao stares at me like he's struggling with something while suppressing pain or his forehead.

"... no, this (...) and (...) are not (...) ah (...), that's right, many times..."

There was a feeling of something cracking inside my chest, and I was wondering about the person living there.

As soon as I realized that I was being hugged by the rattling sound of my desk, I opened my eyes in dismay.

"... why?"

"I remember."

"Uh-huh!? No, no, let go of me."

I was so upset by the shock that I tried to pull back the tears, but the force of my tightly turned arm was so strong that I couldn't do it, and I had no choice but to stick my forehead to my chest and somehow lean.

"... forget it, forget it."

I can't do this anymore.

"Uhh... stupid, I've tried my best, but until today, it's really amazing..."

Really, really, really, really wanted to do this.

I feel much happier than a feeling of hopelessness when all my efforts have been wasted to death. I feel very surprised and hug back quietly and gently.

"... Takao, don't you want a girl with a set of demon kings?

"Is that what this is all about... as long as I have Amamiya-san?"

Looking up at Takao, who smiles funny, he looks a little resentful at what my decision was. But I was immediately followed and laughed.

Takao said that it wasn't just the story that ended up, but it was still decided that it would be better to laugh at the end.

"Hey, Takao."

"What?"

"Tell me how you feel right now.

Return the last question I asked in another world.

I was sad to hear that, but now I'm glad it's not.

Takao said, not hesitating this time, laughing gently.

"I love it."

"Me too!

So late, my adventure to the other world finally came to a happy end.

All that's left is a plain and common story, and I'm sure it'll last forever, happiness.