The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

After dinner, Rokkaya and I went back to our room.

I hear the two Lian Castles were in the same room this year, and it was still a room on the side of the mountain on the same floor as ours. I broke up with them in the hallway.... Liancheng tried to follow with care, but Rokkaya refused. I'm sorry about Liancheng, but I'd appreciate it.

The relationship between Rokkaya and Aloys remains unclear, and only a small number of people are on the spot if you think about what would be a far-fetched thing to say.

Upon entering the room, Rokkaya took a splendid Kiryu box out of his closet.

Carefully place it on the floor and open the lid.

The sloppy colorful back cover was filled from corner to corner of the Kiryu box.

The width of each book on the back cover is narrow.

... It's definitely a thin book.

The moment I saw it, I felt a twitching, unpleasant feeling crawling up my spine.

In middle school, I was in the Literature and Arts Department.

I had a chance to see a very similar back cover there.

- I need a book called Peer Magazine.

I had never been involved in creation because I had no literary talent, but some of the literary and artistic staff created peer magazines as individuals and school literature.

Nothing. I don't have anything against peer magazines themselves.

It doesn't negatively capture peer activity either.

... Not really, but there were a few areas that I didn't like.

Rokkaya took a book out of a Kiryu box lined up with books that looked like peer magazines and handed it to me.

"... read it"

I checked the title first.

"I'll Always Be Waiting"

... a somewhat reminiscent or implicit title.

The author's name had become Saya.

It was a name that looked like a steering wheel name, often found in amateur writers.

By the way, the pen name I used in the Literature and Arts Department (never actually got a chance to use it, but it's on the roster) was "mediocre boys". It is a memorable PN with a masochistic story and a rush into the head of the department. I'm sure I'll never use it again.

There was no cover painting.

The light-water cover is somewhat elegant.

I should have flipped the back cover to make sure at this time.

That should have prevented the accidental explosion of checking the contents...

While I have a bad feeling about it, I turn the pepper book.

I thought it was a novel because the cover was blank, but that was a cartoon book.

The paintings, they're pretty good.

I run my gaze over the paper and I go through the pages.

As the page soaked, the paper-turning fingers shivered and the wrinkles between the eyebrows deepened.

- And finally, we get to that page.

"I can't do this anymore, please run away alone, Demon King."

"Put that thing down and don't let it go...!

'I won't … come on, I won't hold any more here. At least just you...'

"You want me to abandon you and run away with only one of you!

"Hear me out"

It was pretty foot-colored, and the dialogue was completely different, but that was clearly recreating that scene where me and the Demon King were buried alive.

Manga characters also look like high school students, not elementary school students.

But the face and features of me and the Demon King are well reflected. To the extent that the person who sees it probably finds out that this character's model is us, it's similar.

He wondered how I was doing when Rokkaya said, "Shokun...?" He called out anxiously, but no longer reached my ears, such as voices from outside.

My fingertips, turning the next page, no longer trembled like a bamboo (dust), and the strong bamboozled paper made a freshly deafening noise.

"Alois, do you command me?"

"Please... Demon King..."

The moment I opened the next page, my eyes opened slightly to the limits of the painting that was painted there.

Aloise (me) and the Demon King, who got up, were - cuddly.

My mouth and mouth were docking.

And it was some kind of deep one.

I could see my tongue from my mouth.

Cuckoo or some nasty phonetic sound was splashing around.

Plus the saliva connects the two tongues to the tongue...,

Persistently depicted in various angles......,

The whole page was filled with erotic water sounds.

- I already had a lot of limitations.

I'm finally upset. Your Highness. Yoshihirano Uenosuke, be ready.

"Uhhhhhh!!!

Saya..., Sandy..., Sandy Tanaka...

"Tanaka ahhh! Oh, my God!

There was a frightening, flashy sound with my ambition, and a thin book tore in half.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

There was another scream in room 1007 that ripped the silk off.

"What are you doing!!

I was robbed of the book I had in my hand, and I kept getting punched in the face with Gatsun. I am blown away by the unexpectedly good punch force of Rokkaya and hit my body on the corner of the bed.

It hurt pretty bad, but then I finally got back to me and thought about the awkwardness (first) of what I had done.

- I left it to my emotions to break the cherished books of Rokkaya and make it a doomsday.

Whatever the content, people's, let alone what they care about. That's something you shouldn't do.

"Give me Dr. Saya's book!! Oh my god!!

Hands a book that turned miserable, and Rokkaya screams. I felt the flames of anger rise from his back during the fierce fire.

"Ro, Rokkaya... bad... sorry..."

I had a sore back and barely apologized. But I returned......,

"……………………… Colos"

It was a very noisy reply.

Rokkaya placed a book gently torn in two on his desk.

Along the way, I caught a glimpse of Aloise (me) and what looked like the Demon King holding each other naked on the back cover. Stand up now, take it away again, chop it up and curb the desire to erase it from the world by chopping it up.

Having evacuated the book to a safe place, Rokkaya then hands the chair, which is roughly opposite the desk, and lifts it.

Rokkaya was surprisingly powerful.

A man of unexpected sexuality, Noriku Rokkaya, lifted it up lightly with a lost face of expression, - and threw it at me silently.

"Wow...?

I rolled sideways to avoid it, but the noise of crushing crashed into the dorm room rang.

... Rokkaya struck me a little tongue-in-cheek when I missed him.

Those eyes were completely seated. He's flirting, that's the one.

"Rokuta, oh, take it easy, huh? I apologize..., I'll make amends too...!

"I don't need an apology. I'm not talking about money. Die and apologize."

"Yeah, but! No, you're killing me, rather you...!

If you kill him, he's a criminal.

If I had money and identity, I could rub off murder. It's not like the world over there.

If you sin like that over here, it'll ruin your life.

"I'll look for the same book and find it. I'm going to be grounded. So,... I'm gonna lift the chair. Aah!

Rokkaya uses his unseen powers, swinging a chair to catch up with me. In the narrow room, the chair legs plundered the shoulders and hips several times without being able to do well.

"It's an out-of-print book! I can't get it anymore! Dr. Saya's precious book! My treasure! I'd treat it that light. Awwww!!

I noticed tears in Rokkaya's eyes, - I missed avoiding the chair coming down from overhead.

Even sheltering his head with his arms, the momentum of the chair could not be contained and the shock echoed in Gatsun and his brain. Kurakuri and his consciousness are far away, but if he loses his mind here, he's going to get killed for real.

And...

Don't and the door to the room have been slammed hard since just now.

Someone in the dorm will step inside shortly.

... We have to do something about the state of excitement in Rokkatani by then.

"Rokkaya...! Listen...!

There was no chair chase for me when I squatted on the floor and stopped moving.

Six valleys may have also gained instant satisfaction by striking a blow at the enemy.

Still, I still have enough hostility in my eyes to look down at me in the Rokkaya. I can't be alarmed.

I had to make a satisfactory explanation for Rokkaya.

Probably because I took care of that book so much that I lost it. I think that's the best way to show sincerity I can do it.

"Aloise in that book... is modeling me"

"- Yeah."

"I was called Aloys in elementary school."

I never imagined I'd be the feather of exposing such black history to my roommates.

It's all because of Tanaka's asshole.

Because I transferred to school, he said he could fuck all he wanted. Forgive me, Tanaka Sha Cai.

"It's a past I want to bury completely, but... I'll just tell you. But don't tell anyone else, please."

"Uh... that's..."

Rokkaya's anger has apparently dissolved.

I don't think you're forgiving me or anything, but you're just surprised.

"Are you all right!?

"What happened... eh"

"Are you both safe?

Shortly afterwards, dorm staff and several Liancheng dormitories, who heard noise using the coincidence, had avalanched into the room, so the conversation with Rokkaya was forced to end there.

"What the hell is this..."

The entrants lost their words to too much misery in the indoors they stepped into.

Some of the walls are heavily dented, the bed head is scratched like you decided, and the floor is littered with desks and anything that falls off the shelves, half a broken chair is rolling.

Exactly what happened after the storm passed.

I stand up loose, ignoring my painful body everywhere, and I give them such a proper explanation.

"... excuse me. I didn't even want to come. I was forced into school, so I sneezed and swung my chair around and rammed. Rokkaya just tried to stop me. Ahhh, it's neat!

"Shokun..."

"I'm sorry about the other thing, Rokkaya. Request a change of room, if you want to. Well, if I'm unscrupulous, I might be kicked out of the dorm."

Pull your lips up and I'll walk out of the room.

Probably can't mean acquittal if this is all that matters. At least there must be something called "questioning."

(I was wondering if there would be any dropouts before enrollment)

While I praised my aching head, the inflexible security staff took me down the hallway to become a spectacle panda for the Wild Horse dormitories.