The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

When I left Wind Discipline, I was greeted with a smile by my brother, who was sitting in a bench in the hallway waiting for me.

"Morning, Sho."

- The full smile is super cozy.

This is exactly it, it's hard to leave and it's hard again.

My life gauge is currently in the red zone in a predicament (pinch) that I came back to if I was finally free from the needle (mainly prince creation) and thought I was fucked. Somebody please paw oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo. Eli O Sir is fine. Yet the recovery officer, the White Mercy Love Cleric, who was the outline of a favor in his previous life, has now been reborn into a dos who relentlessly gallivates the life gauge left behind by launching a mental attack on me with a black smile. Isn't he more like a demon king than a demon king? I wonder why I have to confront this brother now. In just an hour or two, so much has happened. I'm just tired of how tough I am (or at least extra pants, absolutely) for a bunch of unforeseen events that just happen one after the other. I don't even want to start school yet, but I want to go back to my room and get back to sleep. I resent from the bottom of my heart the goddess that doesn't exist in this world, which must be a bad day since I woke up. Rebellion superior.

... but strong for the goddess of the other world, but weak for my black brother, I was. Long live the heckle.

The reason I was summoned to the wind discipline in the first place was that if I opened the lid, it was never unjust, but obviously from my impropriety, so there was no convenient excuse floating around, either - one bad thing.

If I could honestly apologize here, I think I had a slightly more well-rounded relationship with my brother, both in my previous life and in this world.

I didn't want to be punished for rebirth, but I wanted to do something about the awkward air and activated a snare, a secret, a delusion, and a laugh.

... is a bad hand.

My brother's smile added more blackness.

Shit. Your brother's face is supposed to suck... He's going to kill me with a smile on his face. Is today my day of life?

"Good morning, brother. I'm in a good mood. You still have your glasses on today. By the way, what can I do for you, Feng Ji?

"Oh, because it looks like my cute little fool brother has been taken care of since morning. I wanted to ask you about the situation. Aren't you wearing glasses today? That wasn't bad enough to look like an ace honor student, but now I'm gonna give you something that looks better on me."

- "Cute," but it sounded "dumb, dumb and cushy," but I'm sure it's your fault.

And it was a failure to shake the subject of glasses in your mood. My brother is a serious glasses collector and a glasses fetish. They're glasses geeks who call their contacts out of the way. They make me look like a glasses.

"Meh, I wonder if I've had enough glasses... I have good eyesight. I just happened to feel that way yesterday. Then ask Commissioner Kazaki for more information. I go to school..."

"Oh, the story is dumb, dumb and cushy... I don't need to bother the busy wind discipline commissioner's hand because I ask my cute little brother directly"

It wasn't my fault. I'm sorry I'm an asshole, a stupid, cushy brother.

"Don't hesitate. I'll take care of the glasses from my collection. Let's go."

When I grabbed my arm disappointingly trying to walk away (to escape), my brother smiled graciously. No, the glasses are fine, because I don't need them anymore...!

"Sho, come with your brother. It is better for you to obey adults without wasting any resistance. You treat a bad boy who annoys me senselessly? hehehe f"

- I was too scared of the cat's voice and smile with the exquisite accent "wasted" and "pointless" to say I didn't like it very much. I knew I might be a heck of a bitch. Exclusively for my brother. If there is a human being who can confront Kako's brother... I want him to come here and confront me now. And help me. If you help me, I'll thank you for presenting my beautiful brother.

Following the wind discipline, now my brother took me (Donadona) into the student union branch of the dormitory central building, which is upstairs than the wind discipline stuffing.

Apart from the headquarters room present in the school building, the student council room is apparently also located in the dormitory in the form of a branch office.

Unlike the wind discipline jam, this one seems to be under strict security control from the entrance, and in addition to the card keys, it even required fingerprint authentication to unlock the door.

"We often use this for holidays and long vacations. It's close to the dorm room and the flight is good. Even when the student council business is busy and it's going to take too long, I move over here and do the rest. I prefer this one, which is functionally oriented and has no extra decorations, to the luxurious and well-groomed Student Council Office."

Indeed, as my brother said, the student council chamber was an easy space to work in, with desks, shelves and equipment neatly lined up. The atmosphere is very similar to the wind discipline stuffing that was in place in the office. It was somewhat narrower than the stuffing, and the partition made the difference in that the interior was divided into several spaces, and the other one was more cluttered, but this one had the impression that it was well organized. Either way, both seemed ideal environments to work in.... so disproportionate to give to students.

Far from the hustle and bustle downstairs, the quiet rooms have no one but themselves, unlike the wind discipline.

A glimmer of light from the white blind gap illuminates the deserted indoors.

My gaze was drawn to the sight of the morning sun diagonally across the thin darkness sparkling pieces of flying particles. Tyndall phenomenon.

In a quiet space, a calm brother's voice sounded.

"So... why have you been summoned by the wind discipline?

I was prepared to blame you for that earlier, but the voice that asked was unexpectedly calm itself, and I clapped it out a little.

My brother, though he entered the room, didn't try to go behind the room and somehow kept his back to me. Even though I feel something that doesn't really fall into my brother's condition, I'll be honest with him about how it happened.

Briefly communicating the exchange in the wind discipline jar, my brother's shoulder, which I had listened to in silence, fell a little at the same time as the sigh.

"The dorm warden did say about the off-limits time. I remember because I was there. [M]... Apparently you were listening. Anyway, it's about you, so I don't know if it's okay if the surveillance level turns red, but constant surveillance is more stressful than I imagined. - No, you know what it's like..."

The last one was closer to monologue than to let me hear it.

"You know, you spend your time with a flat face, so it's a bad tach."

Sure, I'm familiar with that, and that's why I'm used to it.

Not a welcome development, of course... but I'm not sure what my brother is so afraid of. If he looks okay, what's the problem? I'm not that soft (yawa) about what happens with surveillance.

My concern is something completely different from my state of mind. It is only my personal circumstance and not my brother's knowledge that it would be very uneasy to tighten surveillance on me in a situation where there is a demon king in the next seat.

"Within the tenth place..., is that the suggestion of Deputy Director Frameda...... I see. It's not a bad place to look, but I don't think it's going to work that well. Anyway, you're the other guy. Because you're a genius when it comes to betraying people's expectations."

"Hey, that's a shitty thing to say."

"Oh, did you hear yourself? That's rude."

"'Cause I told you to listen to me on purpose, sexually evil brother."

With regard to the matter of wind discipline, so far, it seems to be connected by a single piece of neck skin, but I also feel that the grace period has simply been extended somewhat.

I regret my brother's predictions, which I affirmed fell short of expectations, but I don't think I'd be able to get him within 10th place myself, so it seems better to give up and take demon king measures by the event.

"- Yeah, you know what a year's paradise is?

Speaking of the name I remember, my brother finally turned around.

... I have the window on my back, so my face is shaded and its expression is hard to read. For some reason I felt anxious about it.

"Heaven = Nicholas = Client?

"... Oh, yeah, that guy"

I keep talking, even though I'm uncomfortable with my brother's condition.

"I met him during a jog. So... do you know anything about him?

Fumi's brother seemed to laugh.

"Do you care?

"Well... right"

"Surprised?

I frown at the mixed way of saying it.

I'm surprised you decided. I thought my heart would stop. He's a brave man.

However, when confronted by the "brave man", it is also the business belly (Urahara) that is known to my brother for his wretched mess.

Theory is the one who returns questions he doesn't want to answer.

"You weren't surprised?

- I was meeting you first.

……

"Everyone who knew 'him' seemed surprised by his appearance, but now he's completely calmed down.... He's too good, and he doesn't have any previous life memories in the first place. Of course we cannot deny the possibility because we do not remember, but there are many elements of uncertainty when it comes to heaven. I'm still at the discernment stage, but the truth is, I still doubt the possibilities within my peers are as good as His Highness's. He's always had a hard time overestimating 'The Brave'."

I remember Your Highness's overrated nagging, so refrain from commenting. I think His Royal Highness would rather have amnesia now.

Although my brother's rhetoric is subtly disgusting and angry, I was honestly relieved when he made it clear that he wasn't a 'brave man' about heaven. Seems contradictory, but I've never wanted to be a 'brave man', but on the contrary, I didn't want to deny that I was a 'brave man'.

That's my hold through to the end.

"Sure, heaven has a very similar atmosphere and sight..."

My brother spared a few moments to untie distant memories, he added.

"You had more cruelty. He didn't have any products, and he twisted them on top of his cheeky, vulgar clothes."

"That's the lowest rating!

"You can't possibly be highly regarded by a man immersed in a whorehouse from daytime on"

"Stop...! With Netineti forever the youthful...!

"If it were you at the time..."

"Shut up already. Forget it. Please, forget it."

That's not the kind of crap I'd give you until you were reincarnated! Don't expose the oita of the past!

Speaking of which, he was repeatedly complained of being cautious if he was a "brave man".... why steam back when I completely forgot.

"... I wish I could rot away, and I prayed to the goddess every time I saw you back in the morning."

"What are you praying for? I'm so...!

Even if it's not like a cleric praying to God!

It's more of a curse!

But I'm glad I didn't...! If the goddess did not want to show a spirit of service, it would be catastrophic. An important toco was in tremendous danger in an unknown place. Cleric, I'm scared!

"I had a lot going on back then, too. The clergy who lived clean and right didn't know anything about it! I was young, and you have no choice...!

Besides, I am a fine virgin who lives clean, right and plain, no less than the clergy of my previous life!

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(I got into a boys' school or something, and I wonder if I'll have to take care of a professional lady in this world...)

- No, no, no, you can't give up hope, because even Uchi had a girlfriend (the other guy is that Tanaka), and even I'm still too early to give up. I can't do high school, but when I become a college student or a social worker, I'll meet them, and I'm sure sweet and sour youth will be waiting for me...!

In my last life, I didn't get along very well because of the woman in distress, but once or twice in this world, a lovely romance would come to me... I bet. I guess the bees said they had that much reincarnation privilege. I don't want cheats or harlems for reincarnation. You just have to have one "girlfriend" who likes me. It would be great if it were a little natural all the way. A strong woman is an eating wound in her previous life, so poor "she" is my ideal that I would like to protect her from.

… etc. I was delayed in realizing what my brother was doing when I was giving thought to a bright future. Later on, the above-described dramatic cliché may have been a deliberate provocative act to lure my attention.

Either way, I had no real sense of vigilance with my brother, so it would not have been possible to prevent this later development.

"- So this is also a mistake because of youthfulness?

Tons and a very light shock struck his chest, his back slammed against the wall behind him.

I'm surprised my brother can make it. [M]

Even as he tried to wake himself up reflexively, one hand of his brother, who had been strongly restraining the heart part, held it back. My chest is pushed against the wall all the time and I can't breathe.

"What..."

"What's wrong with this piercing?

A one-tempo reaction was delayed to a sudden shift in topic.

My sense of crisis about it had temporarily diminished because I was totally thru about piercing in the wind discipline.

Even if it wasn't a violation of school rules, this was a more troublesome substitute (silo thing) than that.

Regardless of the wind discipline, there was no way I could have missed a suspicious piercing far from the (just) ornament that this purposeful brother suddenly appeared in my brother's ear.

"... this, this..."

"Answer the question. When was it followed by who?

"No. On my own..."

At a moment when he makes a reference to his brother and tries to get out of under his hand, a shock comes over Don and his leg.

"Pain (stay) ah! Don't step on it!

"Because you move inadvertently."

My face was distorted by pain when I was stomped on the soles of my feet with my heels.

Wall dong, no foot dong! That's novel! I'm surprised at the new frontier!

I was stunned by the increase in the number of places where the dos were opened all the time. This seriously hurts.

"That hurts...! Hey... wait, Egg...! Wow, tiptoe... stop... more than that, grizzly...!

"... that's obscene. It's like I'm doing something nice to you."

My brother trampled me mercilessly with his toenails on his heel, and I protested furiously with my breath absurd.

"You're doing it - but... Huh! I am! Get your feet out of the way!

"You said you'd punish the bad boy. It's better for you to throw up honestly. - Where, to whom, were they marked (signs)?

A bass similar to a whisper compelled me to answer each word separately, and the edge of my glasses glistened harshly and disturbingly.

"Sweet for my brother. I just can't miss this either. Depending on what you're doing, you're gonna get painful eyes, but you can't help it, can you?

It hurts my eyes. It's already painful enough for your eyes. When!

Stuffed by irrational violence but trying to yell back at me,... I lose my word when I see my brother face-to-face at close range.

My brother's eyesight piercing over his glasses was like a sharp blade, and my liver chilled.

Prince Swordling's stare is cute compared to this.

I'm afraid of my brother's crap.

I've just never been caught up so relentlessly. Although he is a bad brother who usually disgusts and delights me, he did not cross a certain line and cleverly prepared an escape route. Yet this time there is no such thing. I don't care what happens, I'm going to break your mouth.

- But no matter how scared you are, no matter how much the escape route is sealed, your feet are trampled, but you can't talk about Pierce.

Absolutely.

I can't believe the Demon King put a bell on me. What kind of mouth is too dumb to reveal?

In the first place, the very existence of the Demon King is a secret that has been hidden only in my chest. To anyone - even if that's my brother, no, I can't even smell that possibility as much as a shard because I'm my brother.

"... I put this on myself"

"... that's something that was seen lightly by Suiban. You think I can't see through your lies?

"Huh..."

There was a mixture of apparent frustration and anger in the tone of his brother's voice. As if it were once.

"Your place reacts so honestly, but it's hilarious. I'm shaking pathetically and striking an early bell. Are you still afraid to let me hold your weakness?

A hand placed directly above my heart rocked there into small pieces and caught me.

"Stop...!

"You just have to shake it out vigorously, not just with your mouth. Like old times. That kind of power is still there, isn't it?

My brother, the clergyman, has no faith in me.

Even though you can see that,

- Believe me, I can't tell you. I'm bitter, and the inside of my heart gasps for pain. (Oh) Gu.

I'm betraying my brother.

They poked at me for pretending not to see it all the time, and they finally made me feel it. Still...

"I'll ask you again. What's wrong with that piercing?

... Still, I just have to repeat the fallacy.

I don't like it.

Just by the kind of motive that little kids have.

"I liked it, so I bought it myself and put it on myself. I just wanted to change the vibe. You changed your hair, tried your glasses on, didn't you? With me. It's just Imechen. It's not against school rules, and just let it go."

"... shall I cut off that ear, a thousand pulls"

My brother, who murmured so in a dark voice, freed me by taking a step back to his back with words.

Hands placed on top of the heart detach and cold air flows in there.

For some reason I felt horrible.

"You are, after all, no different than you used to be.... don't believe, refuse, and don't let anyone step in"

A cold gaze shoots out at me when I almost open my mouth.

- Oh... I remember this eye.

I can't forget.

It was directed all the time in my previous life......

Disappointment, contempt and abominable frustration and.

There's no such thing as an altercation, - an eye that denies the way I am.

"Even if you had a brother's edge, you mean it was for nothing..."

The hand, which was about to be stretched, trembled and fell powerless.

"Enough. It's no use taking any more time on someone you're unwilling to talk to. - Get out."

Ironically.

Yesterday, the Demon King threw something of about the same content as the order he had placed on him, and... I knew with all my heart how much that was.

If I left, I followed the word without saying anything, even though I knew it meant a break with my brother.

The voice to pull back could not be called until the door closed.

At the moment when the air connected to my brother was separated by a proper little sound, I felt an invisible door appeared between me and my brother, and I bit off my nearly trembling lip.