The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

Four years have passed since then.

I had a mediocre, peaceful, peaceful day first.

Secondary school went to a very common public secondary school ahead of the move and enjoyed the plain middle school life I wanted.

The club went into the Literature and Arts Department and I think the committee was a librarian and a student with the impression that they were even reading books if they had hippos. Unnoticeably noisy and secluded. Buried in a group to no personality. Stealth Always Equipped.

My parents didn't say anything to me like that, but my older brother, who lives in a dorm, demeaned me every time I went home on vacation for "no hegemony" or "mold is going to grow in time" or "loose shells". Leave it alone, rear filling.

"... I know very well your extraordinary obsession with being 'mediocre' or 'ordinary', but you have a verse that misrepresents the 'mediocre' standard in the first place, don't you?"

My brother, who sighs and looks at me unfortunately, was exactly the 'extraordinary' person on my opposite pole.... even if it's a radio wave minus.

My brother wore glasses after going up to middle school. Nowadays he is a fine eyeglass boy, and he is even more handsome year after year. Sounds hot in school, too. - Boys' school, though.

He was an excellent grader like an eyeglass character and also engaged in student union activities. It must be thick, too. Seriously, it is a race of lineages that I want it to explode. The only salvation is the absence of her. Me. Rather, it can be impudence that it is the only place we can confront it.

When it comes to brotherhood,... it's pretty subtle.

My parents, for some reason, mistakenly think we're very close to each other when I touch them, and they smile at us. It is unclear when the day will come when that misunderstanding will be solved.

- But that was about to bring me another turning point.

As soon as I was on summer break in my third year of secondary school, my brother, who came home for a long vacation, ordered me to sneer.

"High school come to us"

"What? Yeah."

Of course I said no in Socco.

I don't even have to think about it.

Why do you have to go to the same school as this brother if you like it on purpose? Not a single benefit.

My brother seems to be a celebrity in school, so it was one of the most avoidable schools for me to want to sing about my mediocre life. Naturally, that option does not even exist in the corner of your head as a path.

I had already submitted my hopes for a path to a normal level high school where I could go from home.

Of course my parents understand.

- There my brother has put in an unscrupulous lay.

After dinner, my brother, who had bothered to sit beside me watching TV on the sofa in the living room and wanted bullshit, comes even closer despite a clear bounce.

"Our school is interesting. It's fun to live in a dorm. So come on."

"... suddenly what? That's disgusting. Are you up to something?

"That's terrible. There's no way I'm gonna put my little brother in a trap, is there?

"... lie"

You look good, and this brother is pretty nasty.

How many times in the last four years have you been deceived by that good man side?

He said he could win the lottery, so he bought the old balls for the full price, but they were wiped out, and when he went to a date spot where he was definitely successful on the day of his first date when he was confessed by a woman, he was shaken for some reason, and he was removed from the mountain of tests that he declared would definitely leave here, and he was extremely...

"You would have changed the name of the game character I grew on hand salt to" brother "on your own...!

I'm not sure how I changed it, but when it comes to shock when my pretty son was being changed to "brother," I find it hard to exhaust myself in the brush tongue. More so "brother"! Curse you, belly black brother! and flew resentment in the direction of the dorm, but unfortunately my brother is still pimped. I didn't have the talent of a magician. I can't be angry. I used to rust my sword in my last life.

"Anytime I want to be your brother. I don't want to be forgotten even during the game."

My brother whispered so low in his face to my ear about what he thought. I have goosebumps all over my body.

"Buh... don't talk in my ear! And make sense! Creepy!"

"You're not a cute little brother when the cute kids at school say they're gonna lose their hips in my voice."

"Wait, wait. That was a boys' school, right there."

"Cute, no man, no woman."

"... rotten"

"Prejudice is not good."

"Close, close! That's why you feel the wrong distance!

"What are you talking about? This is the right brother's sense of distance."

"Why would I bother to take a school like that on a land island?"

"It's not a land island, it's a sea island."

"It's similar. I'm not kidding about closed boys' schools."

Besides, the school my brother attends is a rich school attended by the sons of good families.

I don't think a school like that can be tamed by a rooted common man in my past life. I'm just tired of thinking about it.

I don't know how narrow the shoulders of ordinary people are to a brother who even has a biological boy who has been in the upper class since he was born. Absolutely not.

"Our school island is no less open than a scenic tourist destination. A beautiful great panorama awaits you."

"Which catchphrase is that? Shut up."

"Wouldn't you like your dads to enjoy their honeymoon once?

……

I unwillingly get stuck in a response. I don't like my brother. It hurts.

Sure, I've lived with them ever since I got married, so I don't have much chance of my parents being alone.

I'm also sure that after four years I was feeling a little sorry for the two of them still loving each other. Of course, I've never been treated like an interrupter before, but that's why I feel extra distressed.

But then...

"You don't have to go into a dorm or anything. You usually have to live alone. Pre-Construction is fine. Tell me the truth."

"You can't play with a toy without it nearby. Your brother can't live with his brother."

"This brother, sucks"

"This brother, the virgin"

"Don't rhyme with me! Doesn't matter at all!?

"Sho's brush grate will be set by your brother."

"Extra help! Let's get to the bottom of this!

I'm really about to lose my blood vessels when I'm already talking to this brother.

But my anger doesn't tell the friendly couple who were enjoying their after-dinner coffee at the dining table at all for some reason.

"You guys are so close."

"Really. I'm glad you guys feel good. Mother, that's what worried me the most."

"Father, Mother, I was listening to the conversation right now!?

"" Of course. ""

I was disappointed to hear from the couple who responded with all their voices. No, you can't. This couple. The parent idiot filter is on.

"Xiang"

The joking atmosphere suddenly scratched out from my brother, who lurked his voice and called his name.

"Come to us"

"... why. I don't believe in goddesses anymore."

"The goddess has nothing to do with it. It's about the seven wonders of my school."

"Seven Wonders?"

"There are seven unusual wonders in my school that don't exist in other schools."

That said, my brother counts fingerfolds with a serious face.

One. "On the evening of the moon and night, I hear Seylane singing from the sea"

Two. "There's an underground labyrinth on the school grounds"

Mitsu. "A phantom dorm exists"

Yikes. "On the shoreline, there is a temple of God where every wish is fulfilled"

When. "When certain conditions are fulfilled, maidens are invited to a secret garden tea party where they live"

mumps. "Somewhere on the island there is a door that leads to the other world"

... There have often been seven wonders filled with such scratches.

I listened in disdain.

"... and the last one,"

My brother told me after I left the room on purpose.

"The school hides the key to the demon king's resurrection"

- This is why I don't like this brother.

I'm sure I couldn't hide the upset.

My brother's eyes, who was crushing my condition, made me realize - that I would not be allowed to escape.

My brother's story, the content was unique, but only seven wonders of school.

It's a kind of urban legend.

I was very, very reluctant to take such a thing and move as my brother thought, and I didn't have half the resistance.

But I got lost, lost, lost for you, changed course.

- To my brother's school.

If it's really relevant to the Demon King, you still can't leave it alone.

At the very least, I just wanted to see if the Demon King was enrolled in that school.

But you can't reveal the existence of the Demon King to your brother.

Top secret.

I'm going to keep this secret on my own chest and take it to the graveyard.

If you won't let anyone reveal it, you'll have to find out for yourself.

Does the key to the Resurrection of the Demon King really exist?

- Besides me.

And if it exists, we must destroy it at all costs.

The resurrection of the Demon King is an absolute must stop thing for me. Priority is top notch.

I called Uchi only once from a pay phone and asked him about the Demon King.

After graduating from Suzuhara Elementary School, the Demon King disappeared without saying anything, he said.

No one seems to know about him, no place to go or move after that.

Rumor has it I studied abroad,... so much to talk about.

There's no way to be sure that's true.

Either way, the footsteps were interrupted, and Uchi, of course, I didn't know.

Hearing the story, I still had a little bit of regret that I shouldn't have left, but I immediately scattered the thought. Because the underlying "shouldn't be involved" feeling didn't shake.

Somewhere far away, I wish I could find his happiness quietly.

- Even though I knew it was hypocrisy, I couldn't help but hope so.

I don't want to fight him until now.

So we should never see each other again.

I know very well.

(Yet…)

Why can't I ever forget his crying face, his laughing face, his peeling face, his good face, the different expressions he gave me?

- That was strange.