The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

"Hitoshi - It suits my eyes..."

No, I'd rather it only suits my terrible eyes since I enrolled in this school...

Running back from the dining room to my dorm room with my other body, I fell to bed when I took a shower and changed into a T-shirt and half pants.

In the bathroom, dirty uniforms are soaked.

I don't know my strength, so I put the laundry behind me.

When I escaped from the dining room, I forgive the outrage of letting King poke Frankfurt in King's mouth, seriously, and the ones at the meal who were there watered, chopsticks, spoons, carrots that were about to be eaten, parent-child bowls of chicken… and so on, from my uniform when I got to the room from my head… anyway, my whole body was stained with various objects.

Maybe it's just better not to have any injuries because there weren't any forks or knives for now, but that's not even a lot of comfort.

It was impossible for me to avoid all attacks from all directions.

"Totally... don't make it crude to eat, you little brat"

I throw up so abominably, my sleep hits the edge.

I looked up at the ceiling and took a big, deep breath to calm down my feelings. After a while, the frustration accumulated in my stomach is also relieved a little, so that I can think of things calmly.

(I can't believe he was King...)

That guy...

Prince Hiro.

Even when it comes to princes, it is not, of course, a real prince, but just a nickname that the children around him have given themselves from his princely appearance and words and deeds.

Everyone calls him "Prince Hiro," so even in me he was settled as "Prince Hiro". I don't know my real name.

Prince Hiro is the person he met not long after he was still reincarnated into this world.

We weren't particularly close, and we only counted what we talked about. Even the period we spent together was only for a few years.

It's about when I went to nursery school, so I also feel stranger still remembering it in the first place.

At least I had no idea, and I forgot.

Prince Hiro - King of this school used to be a popular garden.

In that sense, his standing may not be so different from that of now.

Though young, there was something like a smudging elegance that was distinctly different from boys of that age who were close to the wild, basic ecology such as running around the garden full of sand, playing ridiculous pranks, and developing into a bunch of fights passionate about crappy battles…

Me and Uchi were categorized as the latter boys (although in my case the part where Uchi was pulling me around is huge), so I hardly remember playing with them.

Unlike us, Prince Hiro became more and more distant because he was always surrounded by girls and became admired by boys on certain matters.

- At the time, when the consciousness of the brave still remained colorful, I couldn't help but annoy the gaze that could be directed from Prince Hiro.

He was reacting with rejection to a vision of fever.

It looked very much like the eyes of the masses staring at the "brave man".

I might not have decided to ignore it so much now.

But at the time, I couldn't afford to just take it.

... I was also aware that I was behaving like an adult, so on the day Prince Hiro left the garden, I was invited to say that this would be the last time. - I didn't expect you to do that.

(It's black history...)

I remember everything, I roared on the bed.

(My first kiss...!

I'm not a maiden, so I guess it's not something to spare, but I knew I wanted to take care of it there. In my previous life, it was just unrelated to that kind of sweet and sour romance, and it's either regrettable or there was a part of me that I dreamed of, which is complicated anyway. The orchard accidentally snatched me away, and my pride as a brave man is a bummer.

..................... so I decided to forget. I mean, I decided I didn't, and I shoved it into the bottom of my memory, and I put a tight lid on it.

(... why are we meeting?

Who would think that a prince would grow up to be king and meet again in a place like this?

What kind of fate prank is that? Besides...

(He's trying to kiss me again)

Prince Hiro, I still don't know if Hiro King is serious, but even if I think it's that easy to forgive him a second time, it's a big mistake.

However, when I think back to my surrounding reactions in the dining room, I'm worried that it's going to interfere with my school attendance starting tomorrow.

"It's a pain in the ass."

Speaking up and so blurred, someone came in with the room unlocked.

"Welcome back."

While dressed all dressed up, I glanced at the door, and I stiffened.

I thought Rokkatani had returned, and in my eyes, - there was a smiling brother.

"I'm home, Sho"

That's what I protested to my brother, who came inside with my face.

"No, no, no. Because you're in the wrong room...! Because this isn't your room!

Behind my brother Rokkaya smiles slightly "... slowly" and tries to get out.

"Rokkaya!?"

"Vice Chairman Chiba wants to talk to you about something important, so I'll be out of my seat for a while."

"Uh... hey... wait... no Rokkaya!?"

Cambark.

and reached out, but left his brother and the figure of the caretaker's companion disappeared lightly across the door. Oh, my God...

"... what can I do for you"

I can't keep falling asleep in front of my brother, who pushed me, and I claw on the bed.

"I came all the way to my room.... or don't come. You don't care about Rokkaya, do you?

"It was an emergency. Besides, even if you told me to come to my room, you wouldn't listen to me honestly."

"... that's not true..."

"There is."

I can seal any further objections that I have been assured and have no idea.

"... well, now it's better not to flutter away, and for once, it was just the right opportunity because I wanted to come to your room too"

"Hey, I don't have much room, don't look at me"

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I panicked a little when my brother's eyes, who was casually observing the indoors, lingered on a comic strip that he had placed on his bedhead.... where the BL book, which was about to be read by the Demon King, was left intact.

(That ahoy!

Moreover, the bump in question (evidence) is a cover decorated with tangled paintings of a man in a suit embracing a half-naked man from behind. It's a book that the Boys are loving without delusion.

'No, Shokun. That's a social BL comic book, so men are loving it! MLs are good too! (Heart)'

and the six valleys in my head kindly correct me. Be polite with your heart. No, I don't care which way it is anymore, so do something about this situation. It's Six Valleys Kung in my brain.

I turned the cartoon over to try to improve the situation a little bit because I can't guess the brain Rokkaya Kung.

............... the back cover was a deep kiss by two of the covers...... On the bed.

A nasty silence flows on the spot.

I didn't have to sweat.

A lot is over...... What a trap. This......

"No, nothing about this, I mean I happen to have picked it up, not mine...!

Why should I rush like a son whose mother found a porn book and say it painfully? I didn't buy it, I didn't borrow it! How unreasonable!

"... if that's what you're interested in, you don't have to rely on the book for your brother to make it any easier for you"

My brother, with the bully's face, leans over with a groaning voice.

(See! I thought I was gonna tell you!

My brother, who loves harassing his brother more than three times over rice, can't overlook this opportunity. He did whatever he wanted at the hotel he stayed at during this time.

"You were on your way."

"No, you've had enough of that!? Don't cast weird spells! What more could I do for you?"

I distract my brother's consciousness, who was willing to play with me about whether he had time to mess with his brother or what he did for a fire. It's my brother's fear that I might do the rest of the punishment for real, not kidding.

In fact, my brother, who was still about to get up on the bed, stopped moving there and turned around looking like he had no choice but to sit down on the edge of the bed.

"I'm here to learn more about your relationship with King."

"... you're too early for information"

"If it's such a fuss, I don't like it, but it'll come in my ear. When I thought it was something because I would be contacting you at the same time, with another report that my sweet little brother was becoming a whirlpool person, … you just had to laugh now."

There were no shards of laughter at all in my brother's eyes who said... It was the eye of an interrogator who would honestly tell me it was a punishment if I didn't confess. I'm scared, brother.

"Is it true you forced Frankfurt into King's mouth?

"... uh... I don't know how it went..."

"You did it, didn't you?

"I did it"

My hand slipped all the time.

In response to my reply, for a moment, my brother's mouth distorted into the form of a laugh, but as soon as I coughed gently, I tightened my lips.... If you want to laugh, you can laugh, brother.

"In this investigation, it's unlikely that he's a reincarnator. So when and where did you hook up with that big guy?

If you hide it, you won't forgive me, and the eyes behind the silver rim glasses look sharply at me.

"............ Hooking up... I don't mean to call someone like that an unrestrained numb-number..."

"I already know you don't like the fact that you don't have moderation. When and where did you get to know him? It's no use trying to deceive me."

"... I wonder where it was..."

I still fell in love badly during my lifetime in pursuit, but my brother's eyes flashed on the sword swallow and pulled his jaw all the way.... This is about to explode. It is a very dangerous sign. It was completely back to the tone of the clergy.

"Is it middle school?... No, you have different schools. No way when I was in elementary school...? Just confess."

There's no temperature at all in my brother's voice, which is lightly tattered. It carries a silver ice breeze backwards. The temperature is absolutely zero. It's freezing.

It's not good to be prying about my elementary school years.

I finally vented my mind.

"............... Nursery"

- My brother gave me a messy face.

"That's why I didn't like to say it...!

Fluffy and turn to the side.

"Did you even get your hands on the orchard...? There's so much unrestrained."

"Get your hands on the orchard! He's also a shottacon!

"... No, you... Speaking of which, for a long time..."

"Stop...! Stop! Don't add strange sexuality to me...!

"... disgustingly sweet for a child..."

"Please don't mislead me, brother, because I'm sorry."

The look of suspicion hurts my heart in a different way than just now.

"It wasn't him I liked, it was Dr. Honami!

"Dr. Honami" was a female childcare worker who had a nursery bulb group. He was a bulb teacher, but he was a soft atmosphere teacher with a cute, tampon-like smile and seemed to have fun with the orchard, and... he tried to protect me from the bees who strayed into the classroom with his body up. When I got hurt, the first person to rush me was Dr. Horami.

"... heh sooo... Dr. Honami..."

When I expose my first love to my flat brother's voice, I find myself in an increasingly difficult position.

Even to solve the misunderstanding, I realized it was probably embarrassing to expose my pale first love at an early age.

"Oh, give me a break..."

Cover your mouth with one hand and cover your face. My brother's raw gaze poured on his face hurts.

"... my first love will never come true."

"Don't decide it won't come to fruition!

"Are you finished?

"............... We got married in our graduation year and quit the garden. He said he had a baby..."

"Marriage done"

"That."

My first love tore away with cherry blossom scatterflowers due to the work of an adult who was not comfortable with the orchard.

... My brother's eyes turned to include pity, and I hit him with a flat hand on my pillow.

"Yes, I am, if the teacher is happy, so be it!

"... sounds like a loser."

"Leave me alone, fucking brother"