The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

That in itself has nothing to do with being said and accustomed to it, but... somehow, Prince Swordling changed his character so much that he seriously suspected that he was actually reborn of Prince Wang, not of the second prince. The appearance is completely different from the previous life, but the contents are not halfway changed more than that. Isn't that the difference, Prince? Are the people inside different? Is it that prince who believed that this was also kind to the civilian population and that the people were not abusive, but protective, and who persisted in fraternism... Hey, seriously, shouldn't we re-certify the prince? The prince I know wouldn't say that, would he? You were always a gentleman and polite to any opponent, weren't you? Even the bandit mercenary captain was humble, wasn't he? What's wrong, Prince? Did you eat bad luck or something?

"Come on, sword, you shouldn't fight and sell to escorts"

A three-wheeled squad leader saw his men, Prince Kenryu.

"... stop calling me that"

"It's important to build trust with your escort. If you don't want us to protect you, it's not something you can protect."

Complaints about his nickname went completely through, and the three-wheeler said just what he wanted to say.

Prince Swordling, who objected to something, closed his mouth once after only slightly opening it, and replied small, "Yes".

I thought it might be a convex combination, and I changed my mind when I saw the exchange that it might be a good combination.

... I guess even princes know how difficult it is to protect someone.

The prince, who properly heeded the advice of the three wheels, still had something to pass on to the humble prince of his previous life.

That's why..., I don't know extra.

"Shokun, I'll go first."

Rokkaya walks up the stairs, speaking to us in the hallway.

"Oh, I'll see you later."

Speaking on its back, he followed with his eyes the rear that disappeared to the stairs, prompting him to "let's go too" on three wheels.

I'm the only one to be escorted, so I've been acting apart from Rokkaya lately.

- If we acted together, that's all the attention Rokkatani received, because sometimes the spearhead turned to you.

"... he doesn't have an immediate escort either, but the associate discipline commissioner is looking right at him everywhere, so it's okay."

The three-wheeled squad leader, who drew his feelings from my gaze, said lightly, but with a voice that seeped looseness, slapped me on the shoulder. That kind of place looks like a squad leader, dependable.

"Regards"

Now that I am the culprit myself, I have no choice but to rely on the power of Wind Keys when it comes to Rokkaya.

Rokkaya told me I didn't have to worry about it, but if anything happened, it would be totally just me.

"Give me time to make this noise, and I'll be there in a minute."

"... I hope so"

"If you don't beat me bad."

Even though they just cautioned me not to sell fights, I hear the prince isn't willing to stop dealing with salt against me. Even salt supports coarse salt.

King's deputy SS captain, whom I met yesterday, had a similar attitude, and he is a beautiful boy whose atmosphere on the spot is gorgeous just because he is there for both. But the prince's hegemony surrounding him was overwhelmingly different from theirs. At least I don't think I'm cute to the prince or anything.

"The sword, too. What, you actually like Chiba about you? Do you feel like you're gonna be annoyed by the kid you like?

"Oh my God, is that...! No, there isn't!

"... eh, why are you turning red... eh... sorry, did I say something I don't want...??

"You're saying it's not!

... or the prince's nagging and his ears were really red, which made me want to stay too. Now the prince's hegemony is lost somewhere too.

Oh, are you a picture star? Are you sure this is your favorite pattern of child frustration? Could this be the hot phase?

"Sorry, me, oh... I'm not going to live up to your feelings"

"To you! I would say no! It would be a big mistake if everyone thought he would like you. Don't flatter me!"

Good. Apparently it was my mistake.

I don't think even the prince likes me. You were over-conscious. Oh, good. I can't laugh at a double prince or anything. No, one of them is already King.

"No. The sword only looks like a tundelle..."

"Thousands of feathers are simply physiologically...... I don't care"

"... so that's the flip of heart -"

"I won't!

"Lovers hit eight in the King..."

"No!

Even when reincarnated, the prince, who was sucked by the three-wheeler, still smelled pitiful.... this is the prince after all. This playful is nothing but a prince. Princes with serious roots were well placed around mercenary commanders in previous lives. You were forced to take me to a whorehouse in the name of social studies...... Besides, for the men's whorehouse. I've been told that everything in my life has happened.... I thought my experience with men was fulfilled and the prince needed it, but it was a pain in the ass so I let it go. I don't know what happened in the end, but a cleric who knew it depended on the matter was pretty crowned to preach to the mercenary commander...

The mercenary regiment leader was either out of shape or out of common sense, he was a luxurious man anyway. And I liked to be pissed off by clerics. "I don't happen to be scolded by a beauty," he wanted. He's a pervert. He wanted it as he bled out of his forehead like "I don't happen to get kicked by a beauty" when he kicked it because he tries to touch my ass subtly. He's a pervert.

By the way, when it comes to him, the princess, of course, even falls within the category of beauty to the princes and guardian knights of his previous life, who were manly handsome.

He was quite a mess or the owner of a unique aesthetic sense because he lavished on the beauty that it had nothing to do with age, gender or muscle. Or the defensive range is too wide. I knew I was a pervert.

"Whatever Ken's love path is - the noise will calm down when the test starts, and in any case it's patience until before the summer break. We'll all be gone in July."

"July? What can I get you?

When I said July, I only immediately thought of "summer vacation".

A three-wheeled squad leader looks up at me as I descend the stairs leading to the lift.

"In preparation for the Huangdong School competition, which begins on the first day of the summer vacation, you won't be able to care about anyone else."

- Huangdong School Competition...?

I think there was such a letter on the annual schedule, but I didn't know about the details.

They are intrigued by what it is, and they call it off the top of the stairs when they try to ask the three-wheeler.

"Chiba, it's a day, isn't it? I forgot my log."

"Ah!"

Yabe, I totally forgot.

I was going to write a log after I finished my return trip, but Seto's appearance completely slipped me off.

It was Yaichi Watanabe, chairman of the class F committee and black edged glasses, who spoke out.

"I kept the journal."

"Sorry, thanks."

I received the journal from the serious and kind chairman of the committee and I expressed my mild apologies and gratitude.

He only took the initiative to be chairman of the committee himself, Watanabe was a mame and he played a solid class role every day. It's a mystery why you belong to class F.

I was talking about my brother's former SS member who caused some kind of problem, but he hasn't been hit especially hard since he stuck around when he was squad ordering the orientation.

He treats me very normally for being declared "not to admit" that it was simply a bad place for bugs at that time.

"... shall I take it?

"No, it's okay. Thankful."

You cared about the two wind disciplines waiting for me, and you wave to Watanabe for offering to do so and refuse favors. It can't be that sweet, and... it's just a good opportunity to ask about the Demon King. I don't like that position, but I would have a little information. I might be able to get the phone number of the house.

"Um, that's why, let me stop by"

In contrast, the three-wheeled squad leader responded comfortably with a "good yes," but Prince Swordling was silent. Apparently he doesn't like me in earnest.

After that, I was escorted to my classroom to submit the journal, but unfortunately I didn't get the demon king's information due to the absence of the teacher, and I just finished posting the journal to the classroom post.

And I forgot about the Huangdong Games when I missed the time to ask.

* * *

I finally detected the sign of the Demon King the next day when I was sleeping in my room eating the sweet bread I had bought for breakfast with my eyes.

Rokkaya was going to the dining room, so I was alone in my room.

Realizing the sign of the Demon King, I quickly change into my uniform and prepare for school as I hurry to pack the rest of my bread into my belly.

The demon king who entered the school island was moving toward the F school building, not the dormitory.

It's not so unnatural not to go back to the dorm at this time and head straight to the classroom.

I'm just... concerned that the signs are somewhat unstable... obscure.

The signs were thinner than usual, and it was therefore delayed to notice.

(Ter......?

The signs of the Demon King are as bright as a fluorescent light.

Though I tried touching and calling the piercing that stuck in my left ear for a moment, there was still no response.

I remembered the heartbeat, and as soon as I was done, I popped out of my room. If he came back, he didn't have to panic, but he was in a terrible hurry, and he couldn't stay.