The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

37. Brave Men Are Critical Hits

"Then we're talking about a forced event..."

I just thought I'd finished the conversation, and I saw my brother holding the coffee to his mouth with a slightly cooler face.

"Is it still you... Huh?

"... so I should have prefaced it with a longer story beforehand?

"Ah, is that..."

Sure, my brother said that before he started talking.

I haven't even heard more about the sorority yet in the first place.

"... ok, briefly please"

Though I feel fatigued, I encourage you to go ahead with your ideas.

(If they give me any more confusing explanations, I'm going to get a headache...)

My brain capacity is already complaining about limits. Over-informed and already saturated.

My brother, who is familiar with my brain specs like that, once he closed his open mouth and returned the cup to the saucer, he sighed instead of words.

"For once, shall we set aside time?... Right, visit me again after dinner"

"Oh, it's troublesome."

"Sho?"

"... hi, okay brother"

I raised a white flag when I was pushed by the power of my brother, who had advanced facial technique of staring at me chilly with a laugh.

"But I have a nocturnal travel ban."

"I'll talk to the director of dormitories.... Shall I pick you up to your room for your sweet little brother?

"I don't want it!

"Don't forget your promise."

"... don't forget."

I'm just a little upset about the word 'promise', but I probably wouldn't have had to put it on my face. 'Promise' with this guy is bad for the heart.

"Room number is 2001, so press the number button on the panel attached to the door key in the elevator hall and call it in. Because I'll unlock it automatically on the intercom there."

Looks like it's a system that checks visitors on the monitor and unlocks them from the inside. If I followed my brother's gaze, a touch-panel intercom with a monitor screen was embedded in the living room wall. I see. So that allows visitors to see who they are? That's convenient.... By the way, there's naturally no array in my room. It just has a door chime on it. It would be meritocracy, but it must be an unequal society. It's kind of unnecessarily awkward.

After my brother's room, I went back to my room and Rokkaya, who was absent when I was doing research online, returned.

"Shokun, are you done with your brother's errands?

"No, I'm still on my way, - I'll come back to my room after dinner. Maybe we'll be late."

I was spoken to naturally, so I could answer naturally.... Good, I think I can talk to Rokkaya again, and I feel stingy.

"Okay. Oh, but are you okay going out at night?

He said he'd do something about it.

"... that's the vice chairman"

"Sounds like you're getting a lot of privileges, dude."

Apart from the living environment, it even has a say in the staff. I have the power to push a few requests.

"That's right. He's a Triple Crown over his title."

"Triple Crown?"

"That's what I call the title holder for the three ranking events... Oh, well, Shokun wasn't in freshman recreation because he was in the reflection room. Why don't you elaborate if I can?

"No, I heard more or less about the ranking of the school. So my brother just summoned me."

"Oh. You follow fast. Shokun, you're being taken care of."

For some reason Rokkaya laughs muffled with a happy face.... you look like you're somewhat of a rotten delusion.

If you stare lightly, for some reason, you look illuminated and turn to the side. I heard a grunt, "Aloys stared at me..." but - I decided not to hear it. This is a bad one to go into.

And I remember it in "Aloise".

I had something important to ask Rokkaya.

"You know, it seems to steam back the story, but ano books are out of print already,"

"... you mean 'I'll always be waiting'?

Anobeng, it looks like Rokkatani just got through.

I snorted.

I searched the internet, but I still couldn't find it as Rokkaya said.

I felt sorry for myself at the same time.

Though I can't collect what's been out in the world, it still doesn't feel good to think it's still being sold somewhere.

"I tried searching the internet, but I couldn't find it.... Oh, but I'm going to try to hit something else, just give me a few more minutes"

"Um, but I don't think I can do it anymore. Dr. Saya, you're making your professional writer debut last year, and that kind of book before your debut has a premiere, so it's hard to get on the market. Of course the fans won't let go."

Looking a little sorry, Rokkaya said something hard to believe.

- Debate?

-... pro?

"Did you become a professional cartoonist, that guy!?

"Yeah. In the book," The Red Naked Days of the Reincarnated Demon King and His Subordinates, "

When I rushed to search online again, the cartoon quickly hit me.

Tanaka's pen name was not Saya, but "Suzuki x Sato".... I got glare (dizziness) at it when I got into my sight. What a terrible pen name. Curse me, Tanaka. Maybe I should start studying spells early. Can such malicious, nationwide harassment be allowed, or no, it can't be allowed. You should go apologize to Suzuki and Sato from all over the country with one of the confectionery folds, Tanaka.

The story, inspired by Aloys and the Demon King, had already been commercialized and was widely available to the public. It is all too late.

"Oh, the book, me, I have it. See?"

"... I'm not sure I'll break it in the frightening"

"Then no."

"No, I knew you'd show me"

"Even if they say it with a face like crawling out of such an ancient well"

"Please."

"... don't break it, okay?

"…………… remembers the liver"

Open the cartoon book given to you in front of the Six Valleys looking worried.

- "The Red Naked Days of the Reincarnated Demon King and his squire" was really too much of a story.

I collapsed on the spot.

The demon king and his squire scattered the pink aura everywhere. He was snuggling half-naked on the bed. A servant very similar to me had been pushed down by a demon king very similar to Terre.

I get cancer and critical hits without visual violence.

The damage that Tanaka's book did to me was immense.

He was more mentally determined than he once was when he fought the Demon King.

I was beaten to pieces without skin.

Instead of being out of business, brave men may no longer be able to reboot.

The brave man was knocked down by a pen, not a sword.

The pen was really stronger than the sword.

...... this world is cozy.

And, for the first time, I had tremendous fear of the other worlds before I was reborn, and shook from the bottom of my heart.

(Mostly why I... No, my squire is down there, I guess the opposite is true of how he saw it physically, and from there, he (Tanaka) is wrong.... not that I want to go up there.)

I don't even feel like I would have done a little less damage if at least the other way around.

- Either way, it's too late.

Tanaka's books were sold admirably in national bookstores a long time ago. It was only after it fell into the hands of the rotten women (some men) living in all regions of Tsunauraura, Japan. In fact, some kind of causal or fateful prank, even close enough for the buyer to exist.

(... No, I remember the girls in the Literature and Arts Department making a scene when they had to say what a character like me would look like...)

I wonder if it was about Tanakamoto, and now I bluish it to my recollection.

"So, are you okay? Xiang Kun"

"... Hahahaha, don't worry, Rokkaya Kung, I'm a strong kid, I'm a bit of a dijoub"

Return powerlessly to the caring Rokkaya and give him the comic book he had in his hand. And in a slow motion I crawled right up to my bed with it.

"It doesn't look okay at all...... it's totally character breaking down...... Japanese is weird too......"

You felt sorry for me more and more when I got hit and rounded up in bed, Rokkaya was sweet.

When I found out I hadn't had lunch yet, he bought me a club sandwich at the cafe. It was a luxury.

He bought me coffee on the vending machine that I would have been thirsty. This was also expensive.

He also put on some healing music that relaxed his spirit.... I was about to go to sleep.

People's labors stain themselves.

"Rokkaya, thank you"

"Yeah," a small voice replied as she said with her head buried in a blur and pillow.

Six Valleys cheered me up. I get up swooping.

- I can't be depressed forever.

I still had something to do.

"Don't come out for a second"

"Huh? Really? Are you back yet?

"Oh, thanks to you."

When I laughed with gratitude, Rokkaya wandered and let me swim my gaze for some reason.

"... something, yeah, I knew Shokun was an Aloise..."

"No, it's not Aloys."

"I guess so, but hey..."

"Fine, don't worry about it because you're talking to yourself. Come on in. Let's have dinner together."

"Oh, I'll be back by then"

I left the room feeling something that didn't fall in my heart.

In my room, of course, I have no reason to know that the remaining six valleys were blurred as "unconscious is scary".