The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

After finishing the call with the deputy director and being alone (deflected) with Beechkow, who came tangled up in his leg when he hung out again, I started going down the mountain before the sun went down.

In the woods at dusk it was also due to the lush branch leaves over his head, and his vision was already considerably worse than when he climbed up.

Beechkow and I broke up on a cliff.

He doesn't want to follow me.

It's hard to tell if it's friendly or hated......

(Which way did that guy eat on his leg mean something about traction...?

Competitor certification?

Or treat them like enemies?

I mean, I've always been eaten up by dogs as a lover...?

- It's surreal.

Very surreal.

... If Beechkow is really Aloys, isn't my presence very negligible?

(Weird to say it's weird that I've never been seriously bitten before for that...)

A gift from the devil king?

... Although there are no signs that he is wearing it.

Beechkow was also an out-of-the-box mysterious dog.

I'm not sure if you're smart or dumb.

But...

(I'm just sure it's not just a "dog")

My phone in my pocket vibrated again as I was following the beast path with care at my feet, thinking about the hard work and the Devil King's dog.

Having found it troublesome to grab my phone in the middle of the mountain descent, I ignored it for a while and kept walking, but... I have a somewhat unpleasant feeling about adding or subtracting vibration that never stops, slowing my gait, taking my phone out and checking the caller. And when I saw the registered name of the kanji character shown, uh-huh, my mouth angle dropped naturally.

I had a bad feeling about it.

"What if..."

"It's late. How long have you been walking around the mountains? No way. You're not lost in a good year, are you? Or is it wild? It was your favorite. Neither the" wild rabbit "nor the" pheasant "are on this island, so give it up. Like eating what was properly served in the dining room. It's forbidden to hunt on school islands, isn't it?

I put my phone out of my ear and stared at the furious question mark attack that relentlessly slashed these words off. There is a solid indication of the letter "brother".

Nevertheless, … I can't believe that such a decorative dislike even comes out of my mouth.

Making it wild... I've never been wild before, brother. He was a human being, not a wild animal in his previous life. I was fighting the Demon King's Army next to you... Besides...

(You looked delicious eating the rabbit I got!

- The objection was swallowed all the way down my throat.

I'm tired, and I'm not clever enough to argue with my brother while down a mountain with bad scaffolding.

Instead, I put my phone in my ear again, and I also question it from this one.

"... how do you know where I am, brother"

You don't deserve a brother if you don't know where he is.

"What's that brother logic"

I'm scared, brother. It's half-bound.

... Actually, it's not just pretending, it's not a real Bracon, is it?

I thought I was just behaving as a bracon because of my strange sense of purpose and responsibility, but... I've always thought I felt a little overdone.

Kind of suspicious...

Probably put it on my mobile device even on my own GPS app without my knowledge.

That much is predictable.

"I think it's an invasion of privacy, like confirming your whereabouts on your own. Don't worry, I'm not even a lost child."

My brother laughed a lot more meaningfully at the phone when I gave it back because I didn't like it either.

Then, somewhere glossy, … a voice reaches my ear as if whispering (sayingly) secrets.

"... I know you're not a child."

My legs slipped all the way down the mossy mountain slope.

"Nah... oh man...!

I spared myself from grabbing the branches of a tree that I had stuck out, but my outfit, which I stomped with my legs open to regain my collapsed position, turned out to be pretty dumb.

I quickly pinned down what my brother was pointing to when he smelled it deliberately. This brother really has a bad personality.

"Forget it!"

'Unfortunately, my memory is more than a crowd. It's hard to say that...'

"Then don't talk! Shut up!"

'You're a terrible brother. Don't you have a response to that to your brother who called you worried? Sho'

... I don't deserve to trust my brother's kindness or anything that puts pressure on my brother with a voice of thoughtless intimidation on the phone. Not at all.

'Go home quickly.... that the Alliance Master himself (Mizuka) has moved is more important than you think'

From a light tone to a harsh and serious tone.

Apparently, you're not lying to me that you called me.

"... Is the guild the only one you have to be careful with?

Just in time, I made sure there were no signs of people around me, and then I camouflaged my brother.

"Isn't there some other hostile force?

"... what do you mean?

With a slightly stiffer voice, the question is returned.

"You're right. - There are those in this school who think you're the enemy, and I just thought I might be the target of those guys."

Now I still wanted to lay low about the Demons, so it became a pretty vague way of putting it.

Still, I waited for your reply hoping to get the only answer to what...

After a slight silence, my brother returned, 'Maybe that's what happened,' without looking particularly upset.

But that response was unexpected to me in a way.

Negative, deceitful or false… I didn't expect affirmation to come back.

If you didn't know there was a demonic reborn, then denial was a pain in the ass, but if you did, you would have worded it skilfully.

Yet...

(Maybe that's what happened, then!?

When I was out of line, my brother came after me.

"Suppose my" enemies "exist in this school. I mean, it's your enemy, too. '

"Huh!? Why does that happen!?

'Cause my brother's enemies are my brother's enemies, right? We are brothers, so helping each other is inevitable. So... - you don't have to shy away from beating them up. If you keep beating me up, I'll be fine. "

This brother...!

"Isn't that the opposite of what I was saying...!

I thought you said earlier that you made a phone call worried. This is exactly what happens when the roots of your tongue don't dry either?

"By and large, didn't I say that I would take care of my brother before you...!?

'Of course it matters. You're my little brother, so it's "important". [M]... I've worked on a few things in calling you to this island. First of all, it's like my side hostiles or attacks you with jealousy… a precaution against acting against my will. Apart from that, another thing is to make the whole school aware that no matter how bad your attitude is and how cute you are, you are under my protection. I only made these two points thorough. - It's just,'

My brother left only a few moments before continuing.

"That is not the case with regard to my enemies. Those who want to smoke me are naturally in this school. And I don't care about my enemies. [M]... you got it? Oh, I won't allow you to get hurt, so be careful there. When things like this happen, you cry, you cry, you gasp, you punish again. Like a heart. '

"Don't you dare!

I may have called, but I didn't cry, and of course I didn't gasp. Seems persistent, but I'll make a clear claim here in my honor.

"... you don't have to light it up"

That's what they said in a laugh-inclusive voice, and I almost ran out of blood vessels in my head. You fucking brother!

... The branch I was gripping broke with a crisp, dull sound.

A branch about thirty centimeters long and about two fingers thick was an affordable branch to wield.

With its branches, I clear my worries by turning to my illusory brother who stands in front of me.

When I beat my virtual brother with a branch about twice...

"Slow"

A different 'voice' echoed in my brain than what I could hear from the call.

The branch hits the trunk of the tree, which is a little below (creaking), and bounces back out of its hand. From the gap between the trees there was a glimpse of the roof of the class F school building. It's almost there to the foot.

"How long have you been hanging around?"

- The Lord of "Voice" was the Demon King.

There are only demon kings, such as the ones who come up with such an odd and rare means of contact with the world. Sometimes piercing communication is convenient, and sometimes I'm so annoyed that I want to get rid of it right now. This is definitely the latter pattern for Hitomi.

Especially when you get in contact at a time like this when you've been aiming, I don't think so.

Besides, around complaining about almost the same as my brother, I suspect he was even telecom jacking.... I don't even want to think of it as having such a high-tech feature.

That's... that's a good day, why is this guy intruding into a conversation with his brother?

Like on purpose? Is that on purpose!?

Even though simultaneous communication is confusing... I really want you to stop.

"Sho?"

"Kakel, can't you answer me?"

Besides, you guys are breathing in vain...!

You're close! Are you really close...!?

Actually, you're harassing me by showing me in the back!?

The combination moves are so exquisite that they come to mind until such a paranoid paranoia is not possible.

"'Okay, I'm leaving now, so I'm hanging up...!

Declaring so loudly for both, I ended my phone call without waiting for my brother's reply, and then turned it off. It's a hassle to call me back.

The Demon King was silent.

But although there was silence -.

(He...)

Now talk to the Demon King from my side.

"Hey Ter, where are you right now...?

... but waiting for a reaction for a while has not responded.

(Damn... ignore me, that Yarrow)

I'm busy with the demon king.

I glanced up over my shoulder in the direction of the cliff, then I changed my mind and resumed my descent. You know what I know about the Devil King's behavior and some unfaithful rotten feeling...

- But in less than a few meters, I'll be stopping again.

Because I saw a bunch of suspicious winds coming into the mountains.

The moment I saw them, I flashed a scratch in my chest.

(Did you flag that call earlier? Uh-huh)

My brother's an asshole!

- It's a complete eight.

The heads of the guys climbing the mountain towards me in a group of about ten people, puffing the smell of trouble, were somehow wearing a soothing mask. It's a mask with holes in the eyes, nose and mouth like a prowler would wear. The color of the ground is white and somehow only the part of the hole in the eye is edged black. The forehead was depicted with a black twist pattern, with a grain of glass balls, or jewel-like ornaments, attached to its center.

They're all masks of the same design, so - with all the numbers, they look like Zako enemy characters from the squad stuff. But each one, individually, also looks panda-like because of its black-and-white colour flavour. Even when it comes to pandas, unfortunately none of them are as cute as the popularity of a certain zoo. At least it was far from my favorite thing, and it still looked more like a Zako enemy than a panda-like but righteous ally.

By the way, everything you're wearing is a uniform.

... Would there ever have been such an unbalanced coordination, no.

I wish I'd just gotten away with it, but I stayed on the spot because I was so curious. I'm also having trouble sleeping this evening wondering "who those guys were" because I'm worried about the identity of the ones who are too suspicious. I mean, it was a population that had that much impact.

It is also significant that we did not feel any obvious hostility, which is likely to launch an immediate attack.

Most of those in the group were not yet resilient, and most of them had the appearance that they were physically equivalent or less than themselves. … it seems to be taking a lot of time to climb the mountain.

I decided I wouldn't have to rush away to see how it went. The movement toward us was dull, and no matter what I thought, I stepped on my escape feet definitely faster.

- Otherwise, I overconfidently insulted (ah, etc.) my opponent and caught my guard.