The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

When we broke up in the holding room... my brother called out, "Come to my room when this event is over".

For a moment, I almost stuck with the condition reflexively, but I looked my brother in the eye and rethought, nodding small to show acceptance.

Not because it's in front of the SS.

Nor was it because I was disgusted with the tundelecall (no, to be honest, I was sick of it).

Because I understood the intent in a serious eye that was not the same color as the joke I had just made.

(You mean the Holy Sword...)

... Weird story, I had frequent eye contact with him during battle in my previous life, so even now I can read something like will that I just looked at him and was somewhat emotional...

- That's probably why it's troublesome when you're extra obstinate.

(No... is it troublesome because you are already obstinate...)

Since it was going to be controversial whether the eggs were first or the chickens first, I immediately drove the barren thoughts out of my brain.

Either way, I thought I had to have a place to discuss the Holy Sword with my brother once, no matter how much I cared.

Previously, my brother made it clear that he was not willing to tell anyone who the 'brave man' was.

But things changed from then on. I cannot pepper the foreword.

I think this appearance of the Holy Sword is an unexpected and irregular development for my brother as well.

Exactly, that sexually vicious brother knew about the existence of the Holy Sword and kept it quiet from me... there's no way,... I guess.

Circumstances around it can also be clarified to some extent if questioned after the event. If we do well, we might also get some useful information.

In today's state, which lacks judgment material, it is even dangerous to put exploration into a poor human being.

At least, you'll need to tell your brother what you're up to.

- Try and pull out the Holy Sword, for God's sake.

Orientation from there proceeded with a blatant, almost clapping.

The next thing I left the arena was Stone Plaza on Point E.

When I saw the crowd at a distance on my way from the pier to the arena, the number of students had dropped considerably by the time I got there, and I had to wait for a relatively short question-and-answer session.

The issue with ePoint was simple.

"Answer the four civilizations of the world."

The answers are: Mesopotamian, Egyptian, Indus and Yellow River civilizations.

Questions about "social studies" seemed to be the main issue in Stone Plaza.

For example, answer the four names of Japan's historical prime ministers under their full names. What a problem they are asking, and I was relieved without hitting you. Honestly, not four people at a time come up with the Prime Minister's name. If it's just my last name, I don't know what my last name is. The name of the current prime minister is on my mind, but the name of the former prime minister and his former prime minister is quite unforgivable.

I was lucky I didn't hit you that way.

And my luck went on at the next checkpoint.

Sea water bath (beach) in Point C.

"Answer three masterpieces of Natsume Soushi."

... This is still a null question for literary boys who once belonged to the Literature and Arts Department in middle school.

"" My people are cats, "" Boy, "" When ""

Incidentally, in the next question booth: 'Chant three singers and one of their signature songs from one hundred'

or something, and a group of three had heads.

... That holds my head too.

Even the Literature and Arts Department doesn't like classical literature.

I mean, not only are kisses and women's clothes colored, but there are also proper questions in the field of education and academia...... Prince, why.

We headed to the campsite at Point D, next to the seawater bath, but the questioning booth was mixed in, so we decided to finish the pier (B) that was behind us first.

Point B was empty, so I was able to enter the questioning booth as soon as I arrived.

Choose a questioned envelope from the box and give it to the event staff with a quick intuition.

In response to a staff member's read-out question, "Give me two species of marine mammals," he replied, "dolphins and whales," and cleared it here lightly and safely.

- The problem of hitting, the problem of hitting, everything is too easy.

By the way, the question that was being read out in the booth next door was' Answer two names of the dinosaurs that lived in the sea '...

It's hard!

... Advice, I knew a group of three had heads.

I don't think it's a question I would know if I wasn't Dr. Dinosaur.

I feel so extreme that the discrepancy in problem difficulty is not a bit stylish.

(I heard you're lucky to have orienteering...)

A bit of luck percentage, wouldn't it be too big...!?

- Think about it,

I've been lucky since I was a little girl... especially lucky.

Hit the ice cream stick or about ten times in a summer.

Uchi envied me a lot and had given me most of it...... Ya, he's such a persistent "hey hey".... Is that it? Not much of me, even if I'm lucky, aren't I?? You were getting it, weren't you, Uchi???

Well, whatever it is about good childhood tampering.

Relatively lucky me from time to time, but I've never seen such a remarkable and blatant twitch of goodness. Exactly. This is a kind of God level today, and I even feel unnatural.

- God.

(no............... no way)

A vision of the Holy Sword floats in my brain all the time.

The trait of my good luck has been taken over from my previous life.

It's still not once or twice in my previous life that I got through a crisis hair situation with this mysterious ability.

Sometimes my companions were told that I was lucky enough to have bad luck.

However, it is unclear whether that is due to the protection of God or the native born with it.

To put it, I don't even feel like I've drawn the Holy Sword with this good luck.

It was the biggest bad luck of my life for me, but I guess I'm a lucky boy with less chance of winning the lottery from the public.... There was no such thing as a lottery over there.

Normally, it's a success story as if it were a story because a kid from the poor was chosen as a brave man and had a one-jump footlight.

That is why, without any effort, experience or aspiration, one day suddenly I was sacrificed to the status of brave man.

There's no such thing as a big aspiration for a working lad in a dining room, I've never had experience peeling potatoes or wielding a sword, and what I tried to do was not eat a day that day and live.

In fact, if such a low-status, nowhere horsebone and unclear seniors became "brave," naturally, the wind from privileged classes and self-respecting knights like the nobles was strong, and the public did not envy (uraya) as much as it did good...

So - luck or bad luck... I also think it's something that depends in the end on how he feels.

I've been told I'm lucky in my previous life, but I wasn't really aware of that, probably because I kept gripping for being a "brave man," and I didn't just fight for luck. I'm not that proud of myself.

(Seems like mysterious abilities are activated in full bloom for some reason at this event...)

And I don't hate myself more than I simply don't think I'm lucky to have that luck twisted.

Besides,

- Presumably, it is promised that there will be major pitfalls (later) waiting for this kind of pattern. The better you are, the more careful you should be.

On the way back to point D, which I had left behind earlier, I heard a loud cheer from inside just as I was running beside the stadium.

"Students carrying Zeke 1 are back in the stadium! Finally, Swordling, you have arrived at the final question!

"You're first on the final checkpoint"

... Heh, that's the prince. You're still good in this world.

I slackened my running speed a bit and listened to the conversation of the broadcast seats mixed with cheers and heard leaks from the stadium.

"Mr. Swordling, on the previous B-point, it seemed to be a struggle..."

"You used to be quite handy to put a cockroach that was bait on the fishing needle."

"He had a bright blue face, so I'm sure he's not a good cockroach..."

"Still, I think you'll be worthy of praise for catching three Thais."

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You're a populist eel bastard as fishing bait......

You touched me, Prince...

The prince is traumatized by a nagging creature.... because of the tentacles.

You didn't like that much. You touched a creature... Prince.

- I can cry. My eyeballs get hot for the prince's diligence.

(You did your best! Prince!)

I applauded sparingly in my heart.

I think this kind of person should be rewarded in the world.

- But the prince's glory ran away from his presence in an instant. Sometimes destiny is a whim that makes you feel like you're about to win.

"Come on! Your final question has been opened... Huh? This is... -"

"Become..., no way this card is here...!?

"Oh my God..."

"... God"

After some disturbing comments were sent out from the broadcast stand, a heavy voice informed the matter.

"It's a 'Trial Card'!

"Just one more step and 'Trial Card' has come out of your envelope!!

"'Trial Card', also known as' Reverse Card ', is a trap card that must be returned to the designated point to try the question of its location again"

"It's just one card that gets put into the question envelope every year... I didn't know that would come out here..."

Probably, "Card of Trials" is like a relative of the "Back to the Shake" mass where you say it at Sukuro. The game's ever-increasing trap was also available for this orientation.

Along with the perplexity of the broadcast seats, an unspeakable twist in the venue reached me outside the stadium.

- - Oh, Prince Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...

More so, why would I pull a card like that...!!

The first student to choose a question should be the least likely of the participating students to pull it off...... Prince that attracts it first.

There's a lot of bad luck.

In a negative sense, too pitiful was the prince who showed intense "luck", which could no longer be described as miraculous (Miracle), worried about his accomplishments while other personnel, and his legs, which were starting to leave the stadium, stuck. Does this mean they'll pull your hair back?

Apparently, it wasn't me who fell into the pit, it was the prince.

... That's right, it's always been the prince's role to get caught up in traps.

Even when some evil hobbyist Demon clan was skilfully guided to a castle built to resemble Demon King's Castle and boarded it without realizing it, it was the prince who was the first to feed the frivolous trap.

That castle really sucked and I was dying of a few serious injuries too, but the prince was on the verge of dying more than ten times lightly...

That's right, too, the clergyman said, "Whatever," yeah... enough to complain to the prince with an exhausted face.

Besides, the truth that was revealed after such a scattered eye, - let's just say I feel incarcerated when I find out that the castle is actually a false demon king castle and there is no such thing as a demon king who is a lass boss anywhere......, a little speechless. Honestly, I don't even want to recall it. Swing it back in the previous edition of "The Card of Trials" and repeat the Demon King's Castle attack, right? That shrivels. Or broken, my heart. All my buddies were tough guys, but that's just the tension then. It took a while to get down and motivate me again. They were all full of creativity and exhaustion, but they needed rest, both physically and mentally, anyway.

(Oh, no... it was also the prince who withdrew the opinion of the cleric who advised that it could be a "trap" before stepping into False Demon King Castle and insisted hard on entry by all... Prince......)

If you're just unlucky, it's still the prince's property to hook you up to a trap from yourself.

Those memories, which were completely on the other side of oblivion, were dug up and I looked away and saw the stadium.

"Ah! Now a second student has arrived at the stadium! Zeke 3, Heaven you are now in the question booth!

"The question is," State the circumference rate up to eight decimal places. "

"... heaven, your answer is..."

"3.14159265...... Correct! Correct!!

"The freshman orienteering of the year was controlled by Zeke Number 3, S-Class, Heaven = Nicholas = Clientele!! The first crown winner of the fiscal year has decided on Heaven-Nicolas-Client, a freshman of expectations who came first in reverse in a dramatic development at the end!! The Goddess of Destiny smiled at him. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Congratulations, Heaven!! You are the first crown holder to flourish!!

I screamed in my chest with the impetus of unbeatable cheers heard from the stadium.

(By virtue of you or paradise ooh!!

The prince came off the top, and instead it was paradise or something,... Like the group of three earlier, I wanted to hold my head too.

(You accumulate more and more hates against the "brave" prince...!

But right after that, I heard a leak from the stadium that would amaze me even more.

"… er, it appears that Kenryu's pulling of the" Trial Card "has caused a change in the current order of entry. Zeken121, who was showing a furious chase here, has finally ranked 10th!

- Hmm?

(Zeke 121?

It is a number I remember.

(Who...?

"This fiscal year, the rumored Dark Horse received a lot of attention early in school! You all must have heard that name once! Class F Chiba Sho came here and jumped to 10th place!

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Me!

"Though still ranked halfway through, the tenth ranking of class F students can be considered a rare (rare) feat in recent years"

"Right. Sometimes we also hear of F-class students ranking at other events and rankings, but this may be the first time since the school was founded that freshman orienting is asked all about 'intelligence, strength, and luck of time'"

"When it comes to Chiba Sho, he was rumored quite flashy early in school and was the center of the conversation, wasn't he?"

"I also heard you were pimping off a large swarm of tin bees, miracle survival from landslides, and scratch and scratch on automobiles, but this is just too exaggerated - haha"

"Right - you're talking about every superman - hahahaha"

If I was turning high to say that it would be Gaceneta again, I would be bumped and gibberished by a story I subtly remember.... Huh? Where's the information, that? Broadcasting seats, more details without Japanese-Naga!

"He was an externally enrolled student, but he was also one of the most prominent freshmen since before school."

"Right. Because you were the touching brother that Vice Chairman Chiba was so drowning that it didn't hurt to put it in his eyes."

"Vice Chairman, there's a rumor you're carrying a picture of my brother."

"On holidays, I hear it's my hobby to watch my brother's home video."

... No, I said more details, but I didn't need that info...! I didn't want to know from the bottom of my heart...!

- That's creepy!

Some rumored brother statue is super creepy!?

I don't have half the feeling that the Bracon settings are walking alone!?

Who the hell are you, Brother Kimochiwalui, who's making you brakon obstinate (koji) in that obviously nasty direction!

If my brother really is like that, he has goosebumps.

... I just want to believe that rumors are only rumors.

"I've also heard you're having fun dressing up your brother."

"Ah! I've also pinched it in my little ear. I dressed my brother in a Godzilli-style costume for a photo shoot or something..."

- My black history...!!!

The damage done to me by the truth of a drop of dive (hissing) in the rumors was enormous...

There were a bunch of things I wanted to say to my self-proclaimed brother Bracon, but I couldn't turn back to the arena right now, grab my collar and tighten it up, and I ran out again towards the campsite, which was already at the end of my eyes and nose with a fluttering foothold.