The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

The campsite was in a sparsely wooded forest.

On the gentle slopes leading up to the back mountain, there were several bungalows dotted with roofed kitchens equipped with kamanos to surround them.

Apart from that, there is also room for a tent to set up.

The main ways of using the campsite are also used to accommodate departmental activities, to enjoy camping in groups with a few friends, to train school staff, and surprisingly, a wide range of methods are used, many students use them for large holidays, etc. In the past, some challenging students went on camping all summer long, he said. "I'll be Robinson Crusoe on School Island! I said," I didn't say... this school is really such a treasure trove of stories.

Looks like this school, the campsite facilities were authentic and well maintained enough not to take a pull on it in general.

From the campsite, you can enter the forest promenade leading to the back mountain.

This checkpoint is a small rest stop just a short climb up that promenade.

There is an eastern house with benches and tables, with a small but handrailed viewing space and views, and a campsite from the gaps of the trees.

Several of these rests were set up halfway along the promenade to the observation deck near the top of the back mountain.

By the way, it is forbidden for the students to go off the promenade and divide into the back mountains to prevent shipwrecks.

... I've already broken it a few times.

He consolidated the ground and began to climb the wooded promenade towards its resting place.

The weather is nice, but the air is still limp in the mountains and feels good for the body that was on fire running through.

If you could walk in the woods with a bright leaking sun, you'd be comfortable. Today is an excellent hiking day with no heat, no cold, no wind.

I walked into the woodland road and missed a few groups, and I heard someone's footsteps rushing up from behind with great momentum.

Looking back, avoiding aside, - he was a prince.

I hear the designated point of "Card of Trial" is the D-point I'm on my way to right now, for whatever reason. It is an unpleasant batting.

Somehow an ominous hunch plundered my chest.

But as if to blow up my unfounded fear or something like that, the prince slipped past me without looking this way.

(... were you over-conscious...?

I was wondering if there was something about a word...

(Doesn't change that)

I laughed slightly bitterly that the cleanliness habit of disliking irrationality was still alive.

Making his affair the fault of others would hurt his pride.

In my ear dropping off the prince's back, which is a lot thinner than in previous life, - I thought I heard something. I could tell myself that tension ran on my neck muscles tingly and the grin disappeared from my face in an instant.

(... what...?

Even if I clear my ears, I can only hear the footsteps treading on my own soil and the noise of the students in the distance.

Empty ears...?

... No, not ears, this is-...

Though people have to, signs.

Unexpectedly stop the leg.

A little late for me and the prince's leg stopped.

Something rushes down the mountain at a fierce speed......

This speed is not human (...).

And his right hand, which had moved, sought the sword, and scratched the sky. I get a chipping tongue,... stupid, I am.

(I don't care if it's learning)

There are no other shadows around but me and the prince.

The equinoxes coming this way without hesitation had clearly set a goal for either of us.

(Damn... which way)

Prince, - yourself.

I can't move if I don't know what I'm after.

If you move in a detour, the prince risks finding out who you are, and leaving the prince behind and just running away doesn't taste good.... If you're the only one on this scene, you're under attack by an unidentified creature a long time ago. I don't like the way you fight waiting.

Stay on the spot with a twitch and endure the sound of scratching the grass approaching. I know it would have been only a few seconds in time, but the "wait" time in combat mode, which has been a long time, was felt somewhat longer.

"- Hey! Run!"

It was almost at the same time that the prince issued a sharp warning to me and that I realized who the mysterious creature was.

The next moment, I was disappointed to see a brown mass jumping from the grass.

"One!!!

- The mysterious unidentified creature was Beechkow, the Devil King's dog.

Sure, he wasn't human, but his identity is no mystery or anything. He's just a dog with a bite habit.

(Haz! Me, the super embarrassed guy!?

There's no such thing as demons in this world, but what were you seriously up to... I can't stand it. Seriously embarrassed. Is this the second disease in the world? Say it again. I'm embarrassed.

I want to cover my face and mow the floor, but on the surface, such inner agitation takes the beehikoo down to the ground without even giving it a bite.

The demon king's dog just fucked Gabriel in my ankle.... What are you doing here on purpose for my ankle bite? Are you an asshole? Don't make a scene...

"Hey! Are you okay?!? Why is there a dog on the island..."

"Ah."

There was a prince.

I laugh at my old buddy, who rushes over here with a rugged face.

"It's okay. It's just a mess."

Beechkow pulled my jersey foot hem mumbling as I replied with a respectful remark, now perplexed as to how it was deluded.

"Hmm?"

"Woo woo."

……

Is it also something you want to tell me, roaring like crap? I saw the direction of the mountain where Beechkow ran down.

- There's chest noise.

(Ter......?

You sensed that my consciousness had changed, and Beechkow let go of the jersey he was wearing, and now the direction I looked up - flipping and dashing my body back to the back mountain where I had just rushed down.

I followed it without hesitation.

"Nah...! Where are you going!? That's a restricted area!!

To the voice that stops me, I say, "Excuse me! Toilet!" he exclaims. Don't tell me you don't hate the appearance of swelling.... please convince me that.

"Use the campground if you're in the bathroom! Don't do it there!

But - the good prince you grew up with wasn't convinced. Too bad.

"... why are you following me!

"Back! Don't go into the mountains, we're going to wreck!

"Get it out. I'll be back when I get it out! Don't follow me!

"Back in the bathroom!

"I won't even have a toilet! I mean, you don't have to accompany me!? Can I let the event go?!?

"... Can Commissioner Kazaki overlook students entering the restricted area!

Ahhh, you unaccommodating stubborn prince anymore!

You know, throw out all those important events you've been working so hard on and prioritize your duties, really, this is why this guy just loses money...! It's definitely not all about luck being an affair! You're unlucky, because you want to take the lead, you're gonna get caught in a trap, you're gonna fall into a hole, and you're gonna be considered pornographic on your tentacles first, you are!

"How far are we going! - I guess they're really after that dog!?

……

Unfortunately, but never impossible, the prince spotted my lies.

... Well, I'm sure it would be as utchy to be fooled by that blatant lie. That guy would've told me in the mountains, "Bathroom! Speaking of which," No-o-so! "What a place to laugh when you give it back. I can hardly expect such a return from a prince. Rather, he doesn't even seem to know the word" no-o-so ".

I answered the Prince's question in silence and followed Beechkow.

- I couldn't afford to be fooled by a prince right now.

Because stones and rocks roll between the trees and the trees, and the grass and branches also do their best to run down roadless paths that thrive on the people (almost).

I explored the signs of the Demon King as soon as I was off the forest road, but... he's still ahead of me on his way to Beechkow.

I checked the position and there were signs of the Demon King off any of the checkpoints in the orientation.

I don't have a problem with it if you're just skipping it.

(... if it feels like this, you're totally in a restricted area)

Hopefully, the prince wanted to come, but - it's a waste of time now to put it on.

I have a very bad feeling.

If the situation is so acute that Beechkow comes to get me, it's a prerequisite to check with this eye no matter what you put down anyway. I don't even know the situation. I want to avoid moving to the dark clouds.

"Ter!"

I called while running, but there was no response.

(Damn, no...!

Piercing communication doesn't mean it's a one-way street, but apparently the street from over there is bad, even if it's a good one.

It used to take a long time to connect because the Demon King was asleep when I called him from the dorm room.

Maybe if the Demon King's consciousness isn't right for this one, it's like an incomplete substitute that's hard to convey will from this one.... I guess it's not a problem for the Demon King because it serves its purpose, but it's a annoying specification when I try it this way.

It was more frustrating than when I said "bad communication" on my smartphone screen. It feels very unpleasant to be denied incoming calls.

Still calling on the Demon King several times without giving up, running after Beechkow for a while, the tree suddenly broke out and he went out to a place where his vision opened.

At the edge of the island, it was a cliff facing the sea.

Looks like he wasn't that far from where the Demon King or Beechkow were the other day. Somehow I recognize the view.

But unlike then, there was no such thing as a demon king there.

... I knew it, but I can do something to make you want to tongue me again.

I had a bad feeling about it.

The demon king was under a cliff, on a rocky surface facing the sea.

By the way, the demon king wandered on the shores of the badly scaffolded Isobe where the rocks burst.

- That's why Beechkow rushes to call.

(That asshole demon king what the fuck -!

In my heart I barked.

From the top of the cliff, from the mouth of the prince who found the demon king just like me, he said, "What are you doing out there? Isn't it dangerous," he exclaims in surprise. Totally agree.

(What the hell... he's in there...)

Because, sure, the Demon King...,

"Wow!"

Somewhere modestly beechkow sounds.

The honking gave me a glimpse of how to not surprise the Lord, who was suddenly barking and standing in a dangerous place. I knew he was a smart dog.

To the sounds of the breeding dog, the demon king looked up and looked back at how he was bending over and looking for something on the rock.

Here's my chance. I used piercing to try to draw attention carefully first, but - it was too late.

"Hey! It's dangerous there! Get back to shore now!!

Before I could speak, a prince shouted out from the side right away.

When I thought it was bad... it was too late.

It is only while we stop that the Demon King, who demonstrates his honesty in strange places, takes a step without thought and breaks his attitude with all his promises.

"Ah..."

…

Distracted by the sudden call and neglected (grated) by the consciousness at his feet, the Demon King did not even show a bare gesture to regain his posture, and as a result of his useless honesty here, he fell off the rocks properly.

(The demon king fell ahhhhhh!!