The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

(Where does that confidence without a shard of evidence come from...)

I'm only certain that it's not as easy a situation as my brother thinks it is.

(Do you know or not...)

It's about that brother, so there can be enough of that attitude, knowing it.

Negotiation drops its gaze on its right palm.

- There, I still had the feeling I touched my brother.

He grabbed his open right hand, threw a glimpse over his shoulder to the door he had just come out of, and then walked down the hallway of the dorm, cutting off the thought of getting his hair pulled back somewhere.

To be honest, it was hard to believe that you would be allowed to touch it so easily.

A vain laugh creeps up at what the struggle has been.

I did say something threatening, but if you really don't like it, your brother should refuse.

In the previous life, there were no accepted attempts at all where I complained about what, and many times they refused, poked me, and didn't even come close to inadvertently.

The experience cowered the negotiations.

I had decided that there was no way I could accept it.

But... don't you need to worry about that anymore...

Shall we talk about the heart first?

I went out to my throat and swallowed it again.

Still, I couldn't make it that far.

If you haven't noticed, you can be happier not to notice.

(so long as I'm careful...)

My brother doesn't need to be worried, the bargaining made me think.

So far, no conscious symptoms have been seen in the person.

At first glance, it's energy itself.

After coming to the school island, I got a lot more angry.

It is obvious that the air here also has a good effect on his heart.

Wouldn't it be better if it stayed this way?

Even if we all have to talk about it.

If I can put it off, I want it to be as healthy as possible, without giving me any extra worries.

Negotiations concluded so, though lost.

Negotiations for leaving his brother's room first contacted his fellow roommate, Rokkaya, who had been asked to take his seat off, and after briefly telling him that the conversation was over, he hung up the call with words of thanks and gratitude.

One more bottle on the road to my room, this time calling my own SS chief.

To the SS chief who immediately left, the negotiations gave detailed instructions based on the information obtained from the interview with his brother.

"Unfortunately, it's not a misunderstanding, King and I used to have contacts. I took the back out of his mouth, so you must be sure.... Yes, the lack of a sense of crisis in person is a headache... - notify all SS personnel. Avoid direct intervention even if something happens. However, if there is a danger to your brother and if so, promptly report it to Wind Discipline."

Negotiations smile only slightly at the captain, who has had a rare opinion on that instruction.

I was delighted to show myself to my brother and say, "I can't keep my mouth shut or anything."

However, when it comes to my brother, it's probably wiser not to be a bad bartender for amateurs as a response.

Originally, he excels in his own trouble-handling abilities.

It should have been easier for my brother to stand around without a third party.

"My brother will handle the rough stuff on his own. It's more of a concern to me and to him that I'm tired of you guys.... but don't jump out to the assault scene for my brother or me because my brother is being assaulted. Please."

Negotiations once again spoke in a serious voice to the captain, who replied in the affirmative with disapproval.

"If you can get in touch with the situation quickly, we'll take care of it here. Because it's hard for you to have something happen to you because of your brother... Think of yourself as your top priority and act."

I didn't lie. I meant it, but there was another intention behind the words.

If a third party unfamiliar with the rough events intervenes, his brother will shelter the intervener.

That's close to learnability already.

If that happens, it could instead be a matter of sealing my brother's movements.

My brother will shield himself and put what is to be protected behind him.

In fact, I've seen such a phase many times.

That's how I've been saved many times.

That's why he also wore the art of attacking so that he wouldn't get stuck on his back. Because if he can at least protect himself, he will go further and further, alone.... don't let the priest come out of the avant-garde. Pull him in! And no matter how much they yelled at me, I followed that back. I kept chasing him.

If it was just King's SS for now, there wasn't much need to guide him.

That shouldn't be so rough because it's mainly made up of artist-skinned students over there.

Even if something happens with the SS, the vice chairman will successfully extract it as long as the wind discipline is contacted.

My brother seemed quite fond of Deputy Director Fraternity at some point.

Honestly, it's a little uninteresting.

The negotiation, which reminded me of my interaction with him some time ago, whispered that eyebrow.

"If it's in the hands of the Chiba family, I'll keep it at home."

I shut up with such a suggestion in the face about where I got the information from.

It was an offer because I knew the truth about the Chiba family.

It is true that there are still those who slap their pussies at their mothers and their children whose fathers remarried by pushing out opposition among their relatives.

But the two beings are no longer irreplaceable to us.

After a few months of encountering each other, I learned a lot of frustration from the inside about being spoken out from the side.

... but I don't even take such a genuine bite out of it, and the negotiation smiles back at the moderate offer.

'Thank you for your generosity. You care about my brother and it hurts. But don't worry, I'm willing to make you happy with my whole body and spirit as much as I can.'

Even though he lovingly and politely refused with the utmost politeness, for some reason Frameda pulled his face off and dispersed.

"... to sum up, it's an extra favor, you idiot!

A wind discipline operative who happened to be beside Fraternity said, 'Deputy Don Mai!' I was impressed with the bright comfort. Looks harsh. The relationship between the wind discipline up and down seems to be an outgoing yul.

It's just that if that Fraternity thing was going on, I wouldn't go in there to help my brother if anything happened to him, and I wouldn't do anything wrong.

The problem is if SS asks another organization… e.g. guild etc.

I don't know what to do over there.

(I don't feel comfortable, but do I have to talk to them...)

They are also administrators of the Alliance.

That's why the frigid tissue is acceptable.

There are important roles and existential significance in the Alliance that have not even been revealed in the negotiations, and therefore there are inviolable and secret parts.

And then, the Knights.

This is an organization that also plays a role as a Kingsguard.

Because of its deep connection to SS, … how it falls is at stake.

Many Kingsguards are in love with SS members. It is not necessarily that there are no students who go into short-circuited behavior such as asking their lovers to help eliminate King's thinkers.

It's just... fortunately, I also have a personal connection to the Knights, so I'm also expecting to get some preferential treatment if I ask them.

I ran into the princesses in good time in the elevator hall on my own floor, where I had roughly a calculation to each side.

Apparently, he's been visiting himself.

"My brother used to say," Loved by the god of commotion. "

The most open-minded negotiation once face-to-face, so voiced by the princess in teasing and mixing, had no choice but to return a bitter laugh.

'Loved by the god of disturbances' is a previous world-specific rhetoric.

…… a quotation phrase used against disturbing troublemakers.

In previous life, it was more often used against the 'prince' than against the 'brave'. By the way, a 'god of commotion' is an evil god. In that world, all gods but goddesses were treated as evil gods.

Negotiations invited them into their rooms and, as usual, behaved coffee.

It's a regular drip coffee without sleeping pills, of course.

The princess who sat on the couch - the guardian knight watching her mouth speak with a soft expression on her coffee with milk and sugar added - and the eyes of Hitachi (Hechi) Kunming (Kukiyaki) also soften and narrow with loving colors.... I'm not surprised why it's still on when it's supposed to be both thoughts altogether. I couldn't even ask to negotiate whether it was so heavy for Sunset that it was a subordinate relationship, or if there was another reason for it.

(Is it big because it's same-sex...)

For a 'cleric' who grew up in an environment full of men, it is not so contraindicated that they are men to men. In the teachings of the temple, it was more considered a sin to dump on a woman.

Clerics and others drowning in carnal desire were subject to punishment, but spiritual connections and the like were not particularly sinful, and even in physical relationships, they were blinded to the extent of "sagging".

In the first place, "it" was a cliché to healing training.

If the body is expensive (probably), it is self-evident that processing will also be required automatically.

Most clerics seem to have had quite a bit of experience, just because previous life's negotiations had so much power and control from the beginning that training was unnecessary. If you are enrolled in the temple from your childhood, you will have an increased ear age even if you do not.

Although it is not a very public story, it is a so-called implicit understanding.

Of course, it wasn't a popularly recommended sexual preference, and if I were to be royal, I would have a position again, and it would be a different story... Former subordination may be a heavier fact if we try to make it more personal than negotiation thinks.

Still......, I still want them to be happy again in this world because I want them to be happy again.

(Even if you think so, is it the same everywhere...)

It is common for the world to seem easy about others, but when it comes to ourselves, we can't remember each other very well. Even I'm not my brother-in-law who could talk about people. Instead, I could say that they had more feet on the ground than how unbalanced they were, with a clear backbone of feelings.