The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

He habituated meditation to increase concentration, learned how the human body works, trained qigong similar to magical expression systems, and looked for a suitable medium to amplify or store 'power'.

It took time and effort for that to take shape (...), but - thanks to it, we can also use the 'force' of what is still inadequate to heal some wounds.

Although... it is also only a limited ability within the school islands.

Unfortunately, outside the island, this healing power is also halved.

The same goes for my brother's heart.

My heart has been in good shape since I came to the school island.

With the other hand, checking the heartbeat over the thin shirt, it was carving a beat of life that was, in particular, regular and powerful.

It also conveys the 'raw' temper firmly from the tip of the tongue and saliva that I let sneak in my mouth.

Negotiations eased by the flow of mind circulating normally.

Even if I told him to come to the room because he wanted to see the prognosis of one of the ocean cases, his brother would never try to turn his back on me because he was just lazing around. Besides, I insist that I never come to my dorm room because it bothers my classmates when they come, so I can't even visit from here. He is a terrible brother with no cute shards.

Negotiations were also frustrating in situations that I could not see even if I wanted to. This time, it is also one of the reasons why we have appeared in such a hard means.

Regardless of the wound, I had no problems with my brother's health.

Is the environment on the school island surrounded by nature in your body, or is it still a change in the influence of 'power'? My brother's vitality clearly increased more than when I was off the island. Continuously in good condition.

But it was also a reassurance material, but at the same time an anxiety material.

Negotiations also don't know all the secrets of the school island.

But I'm more deeply involved than my brother, and I have information I haven't revealed yet.

"What the hell is this island..., what is this school?... Why did you call me to this island? You said that before, didn't you? Most reborn men are involved in the Demon King's Crusade."

It was intentional to switch the question of my brother thrown at me to another question.

There were strays and hesitations in the negotiations as to how far to reveal and share with my brother. I couldn't measure where the line should be drawn. Now I still have a stronger desire to keep my blindfold and away from school islands.

The information we revealed earlier, such as Karakuri, is still only a touch.

It is about the scope to be aware of if you want to realize it on your own.

... although my brother didn't seem to realize it at all, and I doubt he was thinking about 'homework' in the first place.

Technically, the reincarnations gathered on this school island were not limited to Demon King Crusade participants.

In other words, those who have been reincarnated into this world, not just their companions who fought the Battle of the Demon King together until the end of the day, actually travel more extensively. So it is the truth that the negotiations themselves do not grasp all the reincarnators.

... But even if I didn't know it all, I knew at least two other people negotiating a deep reincarnation with my brother.

(How long can you keep your presence hidden from them...)

My brother is non-cooperative, and that one is a strong man of hundred wars, and that was quite a case of broken bones for negotiation.

So far, I don't see any contact coming in, and I don't see any sign that I can put in an exploration, so I'd like to think I'm deluding you well.

It's just...

(I can't insult the strength of your pull...)

This is where he's at risk, no matter where or how he hooks up. Anyway, it was like a mountain to the point where my priors were stunned.

Now, esteemed teacher… is a good example of his contact with the "fucking twitch" where he refers.

Nezu has been a well-known student since the Middle Ages, but I didn't know he was a royal palace magician. I don't know who his old companions were, including myself.

And...

The student named Nishikujo.

The investigation revealed little of that trait except that he was adopted into the Nishi-kyu family before entering secondary school.

The original surname was also strictly secret as to where and why it was before the adoption.

The Nishi-Kyujo family is a leading Japanese family.

Its main body and adoption is about.

According to stories brought by the SS, Nishikujo has been with his brother for almost 46 hours, except at bedtime.

- As much as a little bit goes by.

Truth is, I wanted to mention that too.

But if I spoke poorly about my brother's friendship, I couldn't say it because it was about that brother, and I felt more and more solidified and stubborn.

... I just gave you a few names, enough to show you how vigilant I am. Obviously it was an attitude that I did not want to be touched upon with regard to the Western Jiujo.

Besides, I don't think I'd honestly listen in where I told you to keep your distance for no clear reason. With regard to Nishi-Kyujo, we intend to continue to explore the trend and continue the investigation.

Although the appearance of his brother, who was murky and made excuses, was suspicious, once he loosened his hand in pursuit, it was also because the calculation worked that he did not want to incite any more vigilance or disobedience. Instead of dispelling doubts about Nishikujo, he gave priority on the spot to inducing him to perform the healing.

It was also because my brother hastily decided that he didn't seem particularly unhealthy with Nishikujo when he hit it. My younger brother was sexually open, so I still have a strong impression of it. He wasn't even the sloppy type of woman, but he wasn't even trying to hide it by taking up attending a whorehouse. As for this one, I thought I could hide it a little bit.

And more importantly, the man had publicly stated that he was clearly not eligible.... The person seemed unwilling, but brave men were often told not only by women, but also by men. Dealing with such students was an attitude of categorical rejection, and he was mercilessly and relentlessly repelling with his fists against his opponents trying to inflict impudent imitation.

There was no strange relationship with Nishi-kyujo... but on the other hand, I felt uncomfortable with the unpleasant chest noise. A distracting blur has been sitting on my mind ever since I met him on the coast.

- I think we've met somewhere. Back in the day, somewhere..., it seems, the memories are not clear as vague. Until then if I was told it was my fault... it was a terribly vague feeling.

- Later (later), the negotiations did not believe in my own account, and at this time, I regretted from the bottom of my heart that I should have managed to keep Nishikujo and my brother apart by throwing all my reason and all that... I should not have brought them to the school island and so on, and I would blame myself violently - but that is still a story ahead of me.

Knowing his younger brother in his previous life, therefore, his assumptions blindfolded the sense of negotiation and blunted his actions.

- My brother was obsessed with such stupid delusions that no one was supposed to love him.

The truth is, I could not discern my brother, who was more hungry for pure love than anyone else, even now that he was one of those who fought with me and became a family. The assumptions clouded the eyes of the negotiations, which were supposed to be wise.

Negotiation unwraps the lips that were deeply overlapping and slowly raises his face.

A thin, transparent bridge took place between them, arcing and following the dripping silver thread, this time dropping a crease on their jaws.

I slip my lips from jaw to neck muscle, like against something… or claiming ownership.

The neck wound was almost healing, but I traced the lingering scar with my tongue and licked it until it disappeared by making everything go back and forth to make the healing complete. I mock myself for the animal trickery.

I've never even done it in my previous life, like licking and healing wounds. Contact healing was a method performed by third-rate healers.... I threw away my pride on healing. Already, long ago.

… although I am not at all willing to heal in this way other than my brother in this world.

"... there's an alternative."

There is no reason why anything hidden under a bandage should be a scratch. Besides...

"If there's no reason, you'll be in trouble too"

He was tsunami (lying) in his congrats, and the negotiation left a congestive mark on his nicely healed brother's neck.

I will erase the ugly collar marks on my brother's neck until earlier and carve my marks instead...

Several red petals color my brother's skin.

That's how the negotiation arose and I touched one of the petals with my fingers and smiled satisfactorily.

"From now on, if you hurt me, I'll carve you a substitute flaw (without), Sho"

And - even though he had stabbed the nail, he had to get his hands on his brother, and even the guild, who imitated it to hurt his lashes, to get the reward he deserved. I have trouble if you lick the muscled bracons.

"Now it's time to remind them firmly that they hurt their dear brother and that they don't have a brother or anything to shut up about"

He said so coldly, and the bargaining looked down on the couch's brother again.

Now I follow my sweaty brother's skin with my fingers.

She changed in the arena dressing room shortly after her gym class, and her brother came into the interview room in uniform.

You changed in a hurry, the tie was just loosely tied, and the buttons on the shirt were already about two off the top.

I usually throw even one of the novels in my sloppy outfit, but my consciousness was taken away by a bandage that I could see peeking from my neck.

Now my brother is under the control of negotiation with a seditious appearance of Zhu scattered around his neck.

It is an unethical act, such as committing an irresistible person.

But - the bargaining hand does not stop, but seeks beyond.

He no longer even knew for himself what lay ahead in this relationship.

Unbutton all of my brother's shirts and open the front.

A luminous complexion covering the tense muscles was revealed and dazzled in the eyes of the bargaining.

Tickling his skin at the play, his brother shook his hips back.

If you lower your gaze, it will lift the fabric of your uniform so that you can see the shape, and it will seem cramped.

Negotiation lowered his back on the couch, caressing his skin carefully as he watched the reaction, irritating his nipples and delighting his brother's dementia.

My brother, who frowns at troubles with his own masturbation and shows his daughter-in-law, his usual busyness lurks the ringing, luscious and adorable.

The first time I touched my brother's skin was when he was still much younger than he is now, like entering middle school or not.

Compared to that time, it grew a lot and the skeleton became solid. It's harder to say than a boy anymore. I'm getting fit.

He'll be even taller and better in shape from now on.

As for my brother, … I would like to hope that he will not be crossed in height as he did in his previous life, if possible.

The brave man had a long and forged body. Physically, he was more or less superior to himself.

I was envious and dazzled.

I put my feelings aside, and his appearance was very 'brave'.

But no matter how tall you grow, how much you grow to look down on yourself, how young you become and how old you become - I'm sure your thoughts toward my brother will remain the same.

After I felt enough of my brother's body, all my body didn't dare touch the sign part of my honest brother, and the negotiations whispered bottomlessly.

"Do you want it?... but I'm not giving it to you today."

Hang out the bait and keep it away from your sight.

That's exactly what cattle do.

Inspired by scattered sexy bands and elevated to the brink, the young lady cut liberation to the present...... she was unimaginably erotic from her regular brother.

But the negotiations,

"You too should suffer a little unmet greed and be bored."

When I made a ruthless pronouncement with a cold voice, I pulled myself back and took the bandage and carefully rewound it around my brother's neck.

"It's a punishment."

And with his usual honorable face, Negotiation tightened up his younger brother, cleaned up on the table, and left his younger brother in the interview room gasping for greed as he slept -.