The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

Once I succeeded in reconciling with my roommate, I was immediately summoned by my brother to the dorm lobby.

My brother was quickly found looking around the wide lobby from the dorm entrance. He had long legs, sat on the couch at the window and operated the tablet.

Grace and elegance seep through even sitting invincibly.

... what a painting man.

He was quite a beauty figure in his previous life, but even in this world, this guy is quite blessed with appearance.

Even if the students in the lobby are watching me fly, it doesn't seem to be moving at all if it's something I'm used to anymore.

You don't want to get too close, my honest leg stops on the way.

My brother's gaze was lifted from the tablet screen and flushed to me because such a mood had come from the air.

"Xiang"

I didn't hear a voice, but I could tell they called me by my lip movements.

When I sigh small, I give up and move my stopping leg to my brother.

But a little while before I could reach him, my brother stood up and walked out, "I'll move the place."

I have no choice but to follow suit.

I was unable to get out as strongly as usual because I have a consciousness of coming to school and causing early inconvenience.

Though he doesn't seem angry, his brother's atmosphere is also somewhat stiff.

My brother crossed the first dorm and headed to the second dorm ahead.

It's the first place to step in.

The building itself seemed no different from the first dorm.

My brother in the elevator pushes the button on the twentieth floor.

All the dormitories in the High Ministry are 21 floors long.

(- One floor down from the top floor means...,)

I guess my brother's grades are pretty superior.

That was also a natural story because it was enough to make it to the position of vice president of the student association in the first place.

My brother didn't even tell me why he called, and remained silent the whole time.

Are you going to talk about it when you get to your room? Is that so much of a story, or...

When I was squashing my time anticipating the content of the story because I was free, I arrived at the destination floor.

There was nobody in the elevator hall.

The unmanned halls and hallways are divided by glass walls.

- This was the same in the first dorm.

On the upper floor than on the seventeenth floor, all floors were separated by glass walls from the elevator hall to the hallways lined with private rooms, where doors were fitted with locks with license plates.

I mean, people who don't have keys have a mechanism that doesn't even allow them to enter the hallway.

I had feelings for a strict security system that was neither surprising nor frightening, but - I have a slight rethink now that this school, where the Alliance and the Fools are trekking, may also need such measures.

My brother pushed the PIN in a behavior he was used to, threw his card key through the card reader to unlock it, knocked through its glass door and invited me inside.

I've never set foot in an area above the seventeenth floor.

"I'm sure the dorm has already finished exploring because it's about you, but is this just the first time you've been upstairs?

"... so don't read your mind"

"That's what it says on your face."

Finally, a light-hearted thing came out of my brother's mouth, and I was just a little relieved.

"I haven't seen it all yet. Just my dorm.... I didn't have time to look at anything else."

I went to the reflection room as soon as I got into the dorm, and the next day after I was released, there couldn't be an admission ceremony,... I mean, it was today, so there couldn't be free time, etc.

"My father and mother asked me to leave as soon as the ceremony was over. - I don't care if I have a heart for you because I look at you poorly. We were both talking about you. [M] I told you my brother's okay because he's fat, not by the looks of it?

... I don't like my brother.

To be honest, there was some guilt and awkwardness that caused the problem, so I was half sorry and relieved to hear my parents had left.

Perhaps the complex emotions around it have also been fully read by this brother.

"Shut up."

What a tight little vice sounds in the quiet hallway.

There is no sign of a person in the hallway where a grey carpet is laid.

There are a few more students in and out of the room at this time, but this floor was unlike anyone until I reached my brother's room, which is located in the deepest part because of the low number of rooms themselves.

The floor on the twentieth floor was different from the lower floor and the structure itself.

All the rooms are gathered by the sea and the mountain side is a corridor. That means the ocean view that all the rooms admire.

The doors and doors were spaced wide apart, and when I counted, there were only five rooms on one floor.

Simply think about it, we're going to be using space for two rooms by ourselves because our own upstairs room is ten one-floor rooms.... How luxurious.

Moreover, my brother's room, where he entered, was also luxurious in its interior and amenities.

Apart from the bathroom and the bathroom, of course, on top of even the system kitchen, it was seated in the corner of the room in a washer, dryer or even an automatic robotic vacuum cleaner. The famous Le Ouba. I want you to come to our room for business cleaning.

Besides, they have two rooms, one of which is in the bedroom. Say it again. How luxurious. And the disparity with the lower floors is too great.

I thought I saw a blatant Hierarchy of Wangdong School in this room.

"... what the hell is this school?"

Finally, the depression that accumulated from my mouth erupted.

"Why do we have to be so differentiated with the same students?

There really seems to be an overlap between the hard-won identity system and this school in previous life, with thorns mixed in the tone.

My brother, who sets the coffee maker in the kitchen, replied pale without changing his complexion to my words either.

"There seems to be a misconception, so I'll start by saying - your disgusting classified society is not the same as this school."

I took the liberty of sitting on the tall stool at the kitchen counter and whispered off, "You just look the same," he said.

The living dining-style room, summarized in ivory colour flavors, was tidy and kept functional and clean, with the smell of life being like the brother of something.

The soft spring sun shined brightly indoors through the white lace curtains, and the interiors that caught my eyes, such as sofas and rugs, were somewhat similar to those of my parents, with a relaxing atmosphere.

After a while, the smell of coffee started drifting indoors, and the scent worked to sink my frustrated mood.

I am completely stuck during my brother's surgery, but there is no choice but to be there.

... I'm sure in a previous life, I would have taken a seat a long time ago and refused to discuss it.

"This is why 'the former nobleman'...", and because of his lineage, I must have shut my heart without even having an ear to listen to.

Although the question remains as to whether my brother and I truly understand each other now, I can still listen to my brother no matter how unreasonable I may be right now and wait for him to talk to me in silence.

Cotti and a white coffee cup are placed in front of him.

I mixed it with sugar and milk, and I sipped it in silence with a sip of hot air.

Even at home, my brother put coffee in me when he felt comfortable returning home.

You use the same beans or your shoulders lose strength to the same taste.

"Shall we go to the couch"

"I'm fine here."

"Sorry, I want to sit on the couch.... because I think it's going to be a long story"

I couldn't resist saying that, so I moved my cup to a sofa set placed in the center of the room. My brother also sits in a solo chair with his own cup.

I sat down on a two-seater couch across the diagonal.

"- Well, what shall we talk about?"

Saying so, he included a sip of coffee in his mind, and his brother said rarely, slightly glaring at him.

... probably not because the coffee was bitter. I guess it's because the content of the story I'm about to tell isn't very pleasant for my brother.

"First of all, about your funny rumors."

"That's not funny."

"I knocked the bear barefoot in the mountains. Didn't I? That would be funny, wouldn't it?

"... that sure is hilarious. Kim Taro."

By the way, as much as I would have defeated a bear in my previous life, sometimes the bear I had actually defeated would have been breakfast. Bear pots are heavy in the morning. And I still prefer rabbits to bears. Bear, it's hard.

"Rumors are inconsistent, and I can't figure out where it came from.... maybe there's a verse where someone intentionally plays funny and funny and manipulates information"

I frowned lightly.

I was angry with you about what was going on here, but apparently it was the other way around.

"For what?

"Is the most likely harassment of me? Because poor parenthood can lead to a loss of image."

"... aren't you popular?

"It lacks character to affirm such things yourself, but we have a lot of support from the students."

"There are many allies, but there are many enemies..."

In contrast, my brother did not deny or affirm just laughing vaguely.

That's how I interpreted that if I were in a school like this for five years, there would be quite a few fences.

"Well, when it comes to rumors, let it go, but it'll disappear eventually - and you just have to worry about me"

"... I wonder if there's anything I can do about your cynicism. They said it would make my mind easier, but you should be more concerned about your own detriment."

I listen to my brother's sigh.

Maybe because even discussing this is a parallel line.

"I don't care about rumors, but there are things that don't matter"

"What?

"I was solicited by strange people. - The Alliance and the Han Chi Fools, you know what?

My brother watches lightly and then pushes the bridge of glasses up with his fingertips.

Touching the glasses is a switch when you start to think about something.

"It moves too fast.... Have you done anything else I don't know?

"I won't!

I immediately denied it because I was unwilling to be dressed in strange wet clothes.

"I've been in a cage for so long, what can I do?"

"I think he's sneaking out in the middle of the night, but you are."

"... because I can't"

Suspiciously, I give back a frightened glance.

I'm not a brave man anymore.

I don't have that cheat ability.

"They seemed like some kind of perseverance"

You were screaming like you didn't give up.

If they're going to keep hanging out with me, I'm just going to get sick of it.

You conveyed my feelings like that.

"I'll put my hand on that one."

My brother undertook to laugh bitterly.

... No matter how much this brother will struggle with us.

"Don't worry about it. Leave it to your brother."

"I'm not worried."

"Right, right."

"Stop that annoying smile"

I'm sexually angry at my brother's face, who smiles in a good mood.

And I don't know if you're serious about being in high school and calling yourself "brother," brother.