The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

After a "mountain learning" departure ceremony in the school yard, board a large bus for each class.

The bus seats are free.

We were supposed to be able to sit down with each other as close friends as we wanted.

I just lined up the window in the back seat and came to me,

"Look, the Demon King is next to Sato, right?"

A friendly woman directs the Demon King to the seat beside me.

... Hey, wait. What are you doing here?

"Hey..."

I sat on my back trying to raise objections.

"Yes, yes, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Tanaka from the same squad tries to take the story forcefully. Wait, Cora.

"You're free!? You're still free over there, aren't you?

"Sir, we're already buried with reservations over there and there."

Don't lie to me.

And a demon king who is supposed to hate humans. Don't follow it honestly with a less than full face. I knew you'd be honest.

That's where I wanted you to resist.

Why are you honestly listening to people? If you are the Demon King, refuse. Resist as hard as you can.

It is definitely not an illusion of the eyes of the women who observe us.

(These guys...!

Are all the women and children in our class rotten?

It makes me strangely cooperative and unfavorable.

Give me a break.

"Ooh. Couple seats or hi-ha-hoo"

Uchi, passing slightly through the aisle to the back of the car, shimmers later for now. Be sure to simmer. I'm a proud ex-brainer, so be prepared, Woochie.

"Me and you are a couple?

"You go through there, too."

Without resistance, I sat next to the Demon King on the road with him.

Of course, there was almost no conversation.

...... a lot of hard.

As a classmate, as part of the same squad, I know rationally that we should communicate, but it's seriously hard.

And the glance of the woman who sees the chills is raucous.

I can't really feel like having a proper conversation like this.

Absolutely overheard.

On the other hand,... Hey Tanaka over there, don't hide in your back for a shutter chance. I'm sensitive to the signs. Ex-brainer, don't lick it. It's no use waiting. I haven't had that chance my whole life.

Like I said before, it looks like this and I'm so delicate.

I don't have the nerve to talk to the Demon King in the rotten, expectant gaze of a woman and child.

I ended up sleeping and spending some uncomfortable time on the road.

On the way to his destination, he also had lunch with a break in the highway service area. It was a large SA with parks, playthings, shopping centers and other complexes.

Divide into squads and sit on the lawn in the park to spread out the lunches I brought from the house.

By the way, there were different kinds of gluten sweets in the Demon King's backpack instead of lunch boxes.

(Is that what you mean when you think your backpack is swollen?)

Gluten confectionery is bulky.

Gluten on the lawn. Demon king on my cheeks.

... This guy is really alive with gluten candy.

I was heartbroken.

I just can't laugh when I see the reality. The shock is terrible.

It is a downright troubled demon king Sama.

(... No, you can't. It's my bad habit from previous life to burn to a sense of purpose here)

Never think about improving the Devil King's diet.

Don't think about it... but...

I didn't see him follow me and spoke to the Demon King.

"Hey Suzuki, my egg roll is sweet, why don't you take a bite to try?

"Hui"

"Ah?"

"Call me Hui"

You fish hater demon king.

"uhh... tel"

When I called the name under the Shabu Demon King, he nodded with satisfaction and the Demon King opened his mouth.

"What?"

"Come on in."

"Ha!?

"? So put the egg roll in your mouth quickly"

(When?!

I shuddered my chopstick-fried egg roll.

I shouldn't have cooked anything extra crazy.

"Why don't you make it quick to eat him?"

……

I stuck my proud egg roll in the mouth of the Demon King silently.

... I didn't even have to think about poking my throat at at the tip of the chopsticks and sending him to the afterlife again, but I put up with that because I couldn't grow up either. Because I look like a kid, but I'm an adult! (I knew I'd say it twice)

The demon king, who chewed the muggle and egg roll, - opened his mouth again.

"This is quite delicious. You can have another one, Alois."

I just put a chop on the Demon King's head.

"... get on with it"

"Do what! Hands up to the Lord (or whatever), etc...!

"So it's not Aloys, and it's not Lord!

"To forget the Lord who serves is... lamentable."

"Poor Demon King..."

"Alois-Sato, remind him quickly."

"Tanaka, you're renaming people's names to suspicious outsiders. And erase the digital camera data you just took without permission now. I'm suing you for portrait infringement."

"'Cause I'm a camera guy. It's my job to photograph the boys in the squad."

Who let Tanaka's asshole handle the camera?

- Yes, my childhood home.

I knew it would be shimmy, you woochie.

"Huh? That thing just ran some kind of chill, is it a cold?

Uchi tilted his neck with a peaceful face and shuddered all the time. I think this guy is a spy after all.

Things have been going crazy since one of the gems happened.

You can't reject the Demon King, or the hedge is getting low.

I got on the bus again, lost enough to leave SA, and weighed on my shoulder doing my gaze out the window.

When I saw him, the demon king who meditated his eyes leaned against me, his head resting on his shoulder.

I was surprised, but my emotions didn't move enough to thrust, and I didn't get any unexpected disgust, and I stared at the sleeping face.

Glossy black hair covers her bloody thin white cheeks.

The Demon King has long hair. Long enough not to be on the shoulder.

Straight hair that looks palatable.

The demon king in his previous life still had his straight purple blue hair up for a long time.

On the outside, we can only find something in common about the poor looks and the nature of the hair.

The demon king of this world exposes himself to a dreadful sleeping face like a child, falling asleep on me without alarm.

Wherever you look from, it's just... on the contrary, a much weaker child than a normal child is now the Demon King.

No, the truth is, the Demon King was a lot more of a child than I knew.

Or you can call it pure.

I had to change my mind about him after I started dealing with him nearby.

The demon king, unlike me, was reborn from demon to human, so the discomfort after rebirth would have been much greater than mine.

I would also have been confused by the differences between people and demons.

He may have also suffered in the narrow between his pride as a demon king and his inert flesh.

... I've never thought about that before, but I even think about the character of the demon king in my lifetime.

A demon king statue I only knew about rumors.

Vicious, outrageous, ruthless.

No blood, no tears, human enemies.

Being a brave man, I believed it, and... I did my justice without any doubt, and I killed him.

Are you sure the Demon King was meant to kill humans...?

(... stupid things)

I quickly dismissed the disturbing thoughts that had come to my mind.

- This idea is a betrayal and a blasphemy against our dead companions.

Doubtless.

I tell myself.

Now.

I just found that out now, and there's nothing more I can do.

But no matter how much I told myself, I couldn't get rid of the dust that had arisen in the corner of my heart.