The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

It was yesterday that my brother contacted me that I had set up a meeting with King.

The location of the appointment was not revealed and I was only told that I would pick you up during the lunch break.

The Demon King, who would still be asleep in the medical building, was heartbroken, but I headed to the meeting place with the three-wheeler squad leader who picked me up right after lunch break.

The three wheel squad leader took me to the interview room in the central building, which was also used when glasses abducted me before.

"Three wheels."

The squad leader, who knocked and named him, heard permission to enter from inside.

It was my brother's voice.

... I get a reluctant look as to whether my brother will be present for the interview with King. I can't say much luxury in front of you when you got me standing between them, but I hate to blah blah blah.

But my brother wasn't the only one inside waiting for me.

"Three wheels, thank you"

"...... Huh!?"

Inside the interview room, besides my brother, there was somehow Deputy Director Frameda, the princess, the guardian knight, glasses, and somehow even heaven. Somehow it looks like that. And I don't see King at heart.

It's not even that small of an interview room, just because it's full of densely populated and existential people,... I feel somewhat thin of air. Or thick. The members are thick. Why are there so many thick members out there?

The three-wheeled squad leader quickly goes next to the vice president who has spoken to himself.

The only student who didn't know where he belonged approached me when I walked in and stopped near the door.

A silver necklace glances at her face from a matching somewhere with a thin, frowned face, piercings in her ears and even an open second button in her uniform. Her loose permed hair was black, but only where the light hit her was blue glossy, her face beneath her fluffy fallen forehead was soft, but tall, and her chest plate was thick.

The line in the chest pocket is dark gray. Three years.

The face I saw somewhere, but I can't immediately remember who it was.

The student, who is not wearing glasses, nor is he wearing a wind discipline armband, nor is he wrapping his sword band around his waist, laughed and said that he would stand before me.

Take off your clothes.

"- What?"

"Look, I don't have time for this. Just give me a second."

"... hey... wait, what are you trying to take off on your own...!

"If you're stuck, I'll peel you off."

"Ya 're already trying to peel it off!?"

I mean, I remember!

This woman words...!

This guy's a fashion leader sorority wolf!

He's the one who tried to rip off the Demon King when he entered the room! And he's still trying to rip me off in a progression! What the fuck!

"Brother! What do you mean...!

My brother was gracefully sitting on the reception set and beginning to eat lunchboxes with princesses and guardian knights. My little brother is about to be taken off, but he's eating lunch for a long time. Bracon's name will cry. Isn't it time for Bracon!? If you're a Bracon, help me!

"I'm quite prepared for a meeting with King. Follow his instructions very carefully."

"Preparation..."

"It's too conspicuous for you to go and see him as you are. So I'll have you meet me dressed like you don't know. I mean, it's a disguise, if that's easy."

"What's a disguise... Seriously?

"Trousers are fine as they are. Come on, let's go!

And while my indoor gaze gathered at the same time without question, I was stripped of my shirt and subjected to the "disguise" of what my brother called by the Fashion Leader Sorority Manager - Narumi Ruzuki.

Of course, no other person than my brother was there to help me.

"... I wonder if it's something like this"

I look at the reception set so that Moon, having finished setting my hair, takes one breath satisfactorily and asks for an opinion.

There, my brother and three organizations, Glasses, the Knights and Kazaki, had a soothing luncheon. My disguise no longer seemed like a pastime for that luncheon.... The chicken sandwich looks delicious. I'm hungry. Give me some rice too.

"Ho, not quite."

"It suits you, it suits you"

"A costume for a horse..."

"Looks like you can work now."

Say your thoughts on my disguise with the princess, three-wheeler squad leader, paradise, and deputy chief.

"Thank you, Mr. Rutsuki. This won't be noticed by my brother and anyone any time soon. It's boulder."

My brother finally stood up and praised Ruyue and smiled.

"Hehe, you're welcome. Sweet Negotiation, I'll ask you anything you want."

... Even though he was not part of the glasses, Ruzuki Sempai turned a melting smile to his brother. You look good to everyone for being unrestrained about me... but my brother is a better man than I am. Absolutely.

"Sho. Take this."

My brother, who came before me, stood still in silence, always wears the glasses he made appear in his hand.

Simple shaped eyeglasses with black edges.

It is, of course, a date with no degree in it.

"Like."

Quantifying close, my brother nodded satisfactorily and lightly.

(... what do you like)

I wanted to complain about a trick and a cloudy trick, but I would just stop embarrassing myself into having a childish brotherly fight on this occasion.

"It suits you."

"... Hi"

My brother's hand was attached to my back in a way that shifted my body from my front and revealed to the reception set.

At that time, even the shutter sounds indoors.

If you look at it, the glasses were raging two shots of me and my brother.... slightly stunned by the very familiar behavior. This guy is definitely a habitual criminal.

My brother will show me the photograph that was immediately transferred to my brother.

There was a picture of me dressed as a school waiter and my brother in uniform.

A white stand collar shirt with a black vest and an apron to the knee is the exact same outfit as a waiter serving in the dining room.

Because it is set all the way back to the hair as well as the outfit, I don't think it is me even in person.

After raising the forehead with a gel, the small ballican also fixed the eyebrows and around the face, but the total time would not have taken long enough. The arrangement that finished everything in a short time was like a professional stylist.

My figure standing next to my brother in the image is extra different because I wear glasses, and I feel more grown up than I usually do. It's like someone else.

Wherever I was from nowadays, I was a complete school staff (waiter), not a student.

"Heaven."

"Yes."

The princess stops the hand of the meal and gives instructions to heaven once again.

"Bring Sho to King"

Apparently, the path guide from here is served by heaven.

I had heard rumors by the wind that I had joined the Knights, but the fact that I had already been entrusted with a job from above may be a promising stock among the newcomers.

... It feels kind of weird to have an excellent heaven of looks very similar to my previous life, and it still makes me in a complicated mood. It's itchy... it's like being inspired by inferiority... it's subtle anyway.

But anyway, my brother didn't see how he cared about the princess or the guardian knight in particular, and he seemed to treat heaven as a normal junior. There is no such thing as a cheap air between the two that I used to get used to.

I feel my brother's strong gaze, including warnings, and my consciousness, which was deviant, is drawn back.

"Look, Sho. Just like you refuse to do exactly that."

"Ooh... ooh"

"I will not be jerked off, flushed, or conceded, whether I am crying or jerked off. No need for mercy."

He said it clearly and in a strong tone, and I snort. I was completely defeated by my brother's power.

"The roots of evil should be lost."

Hiccups and whispers are exchanged in the gallery seats of the reception set.

"Calling my first love a scourge..."

"... a ghost"

"A ghost. But you're a beautiful bargainer, too."

"Murray..."

"You mean this without blood or tears..."

"Wow... you got the exclusive patent for the deputy director. This is a better bracon than listening..."

By and large, I agree, but my brother would be wise not to turn to his enemies, three-wheeler squad leader. You should watch your mouth.

My brother has a really horrible maneuver. It's the ultimate do-s tightening move called a joint fixing spell. You're gonna be the feather of showing off your embarrassing outfit objects. I'm not tied to what's horrible about that, so I'm just looking like I'm doing what I want. It is a dangerous move that can be branded a pervert depending on the pose.

And in front of the glasses, it's better for you to refrain from your brother's bad talk. They've definitely got the target locked on now.

"If you're in love and want to accidentally ok... you know what happens?

... Shit. It was me that was locked on.

"Wow... I know...! You don't have to be so persistent!

It's not a child's use.

"The time limit is thirty minutes. Follow the story within thirty minutes. We'll go inside after the limit."

To what my brother said, and the gallery whispers it's there.

"Overprotective..."

"It's SAT..."

"Our King treats the murderer..."

... brother, the bracon is passing and they're donning around.

"Don't worry. Trust your brother for a little bit."

Wanting to do something about the air on the spot, I smiled a tight, tight smile. Brother, calm down a little. Because I'm not so popular or weak that I'm so worried.

"Take this."

I am given a large basket of vines to heaven.

They've got King and my lunch set in there.

"Oh no, you look like a redneck. Take care not to be eaten by wolves at best ~"

"… such as Senior Tsuki"

In the teasing of the moon, his brother calls his name bitterly.

"Hey, I'm just kidding. J-Uh-huh!

I feel slightly sorry for the look on my face that makes me laugh at Ugh and my womanizer, even though he's quite handsome if he doesn't open his mouth.

I'll tell you what, that black joke isn't funny at all. Stop inadvertently irritating my brother's nerves.

I left heaven and the interview room behind with a basket while I was already feeling so tired before I met King.