The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

King waits in the music room in the special building, and is explained to heaven on the road.

Whether the disguise was doing its job or just being recognized as a "school staff" when crossing the crowded ground floor on a lunch break, no one seemed to realize it was "me".

It seems that what is called the human eye is easily fooled by what it wears and the hairstyle.

Perhaps that's a strong effect, especially on "uniforms".

Unconsciously categorized by the "uniform", the part not recognizing the "pieces" also had verses that occurred to me.

"Your brother loves you."

Heaven walking beside me in some teasing mixed voice spoke to me.

"... that's... hey"

Deny it with your mouth, but feel backwards at the same time.

My brother is like that, probably because he's the cause.

My brother is breaking my heart trying to make me live a comfortable school life, and for that he is moving at all costs.

But that would be greater because of the dual sense of responsibility between the past, which was a "cleric", and the present, which is a "brother", rather than love.

It's only because I know that in my previous life I kept hating being a "brave man" and that I care about my current family...

In the end, the roots remain merciful even when reborn, that brother.

It used to inspire rebellion and inferiority in the way my brother was, but now it's just...

"I've never seen him so intimate and hesitant."

There was no teasing color there this time.

The little whining that sounds like a drizzle somewhere is probably something close to talking to yourself,

"... the truth is, I was expecting a little. Maybe... But I'm sure you're not."

Without even looking at this one, Heaven concluded something in himself, and he remained silent.

I don't know why, but I have a strange breathlessness, and I don't ask heaven what it means, but I move my feet silently. There was an atmosphere from heaven itself that I didn't want to be heard in depth.

I heard faint piano tones from the music room as I proceeded through the upstairs hallway of the special building.

The music room is located in the deepest part of the second floor.

Incidentally, the cultural research is located just above its music room. So sometimes during the club I hear the sound of the performance leaking from the music room, but the tone that now plays had more gravitational pull than any of those tones that makes me want to listen.

A series of light sounds plays a delightful rhythm fast and fine.

"This song..."

I think it's a famous piano song everyone has heard, but I don't know the name of the song. I also think I listened to it in music class.

"Chopin's Waltz the Puppy."

Heaven answered the discipline to a grunt that could not even be my question.

That's S-class. They also have all the upbringing.

... If they say it's so much common sense, we'll have to snap.

Probably the bouncer will be King.

When my brother came to the dorm room, he was briefly briefed on King's background.

According to my brother's information, King is also a rare piano player. What a versatile one.

(... but with that being said, a girl would have played the organ from time to time)

Two students stood in front of the music room door as if they were watchmen guarding the entrance to the dungeon.

... If this is the owner of a tough physique, it would be powerful, but because of its adorable looking pair, it looks more like a dog than a statue of Jen Wang.

"Thank you for your hard work at SS. I am the Paradise of the Knights. Captain Kingsguard to King."

"I've heard from King.... Is it better that way? If you don't mind, we'll take the place of the SS. Baskets will be delivered to the cafeteria later."

Two eyes can be pointed this way.

One looked familiar.

That's the face I saw when they called me behind the F school building.

However, that gaze was immediately removed from my surface just because it was not touched.

"... it seems to me that SS rules had an item called 'No Hooking'"

"Don't... I just offered kindly to annoy your hand, not to make a fool out of it."

"Of course I understand. But we can't let you violate the rules, so I'm not going to ask you to be nice."

Heaven, smiling softly and refreshingly, silenced the two SS, is quite a raccoon.

Breaking through a gate called SS, I succeeded in entering the music room. Heaven doesn't come in with us, and they wait outside the music room to watch SS and other outsiders break in. Some of them include the role of protecting King's private life.

The moment I stepped into the music room, I was baptized with sound.

The shock was so great that he didn't even realize the door was closed behind him.

Sound overflows indoors and waves of sound rush through the surface of the skin.

Scenes of the nostalgic past came back as vivid footage.

A garden in the afternoon with fallen leaves.

Tree leaking days that sparkle the ground.

Tulips in red, yellow, and colorful flowerbeds.

The feel of rough grains of sand touching your hands when you play in the sand.

The warmth of the wind that loosens the perimeter.

They ran around the back of my brain dizzily.

Of course that's just part of the scenery engraved in my memory, and I'm realistically in the music room, but this is probably what I call a visionary experience.

He even seemed to hear a bright laugh at Uchi's bottom.

For some reason, my emotions at the time came back to my chest with various things, and my tear glands are about to loosen.

I'm an artistic... not to mention a gatekeeper who barely even knows the name of a classic song, but I could only feel King being an amazing player on my skin.

Once, King also had the power peculiar to those who spin soul-shaking music, which he also felt when he first listened to the song "The Singing Princess".

The last sound echoes into the music room, and the silence comes after the finish melts into the space. A nostalgic nickname was called "Cookie" to gently push that silence away.

Seeing King rise from his chair, I returned from the world of music to reality with the comfort of waking from my dreams.

This isn't a garden, it's a music room, outside the window is cloudy weather with light, yarny rain, and it's not Uchi who stands in front of me... he's Prince Hiro now known as King.

"Cookie, I missed you.... you look great in that outfit too. Of course, the rough looks I saw in the dining room are cute."

The man in front of me and Prince Hiro who even mouths a line with teeth floating doesn't match in me at all.

By the way, the clothes I wore in the dining room are very common t-shirts. It's an extremely simple design with a one-point logo on its chest. I'm confident no one can beat the plain nature of the contents of the closet.

Whether they called me a nickname for intimacy or praise me, I didn't even know what to call them.

... let's just do our part and purpose and get out of here. There's a limit, and your brother's scared. If you're stumbling around, special forces are really going to break in.

"This is King's lunch…"

First, give me the basket in your hand. Maybe I have to pay for it, but do that stuff with self-service. You can eat my share, too.

I was hungry, but I didn't feel very comfortable eating meshi with you.

King, who got the basket from me, laughs lonely.

"Don't call me King, will you call me Hiro? I want you to call me by my proper name."

The nagging caused my golden brown hair to shake and stuck on my cheeks.

The long eyelashes that lay down on their eyelids and grow faintly cast a shadow also look like Sama, the worried prince of good fortune.

"Let me apologize first. - I'm sorry, I was careless. I didn't mean to make this noise."

According to that explanation, the flashy appearance in the dining room was part of a secret planned and executed return unveiling event.

Apparently that day was held on Sunday because of the relatively little bias towards the students gathering in the dining room because of the lack of most ministry activities. I made it a secret to avoid too many people getting together.

But it was just one of those events. So, what fateful prank, Hiro noticed me sitting in the ground floor seat, which was almost full.

"The moment I found you, you were the only one I could see"

My hips were completely drawn to a line that, depending on what I heard, could also be a passionate confession of love.

I wonder if any hundred warrior men would want to escape if they came all this way. At least I want to run now.

"I thanked God. Again, to the miracle I met you."

"- Hiro. I..."

"Wait...!

I was blocked from saying what I was about to say, and I whispered reflexively.

"Thirty minutes.... that's what I promise. Can you at least give me that time?"

……

Cut to pieces, and the fact that I can't say "no" because I'm begged hard, is probably what I can't do.

My brother in my heart has preached, but I made a concession by blocking my ears and saying, "Until I'm done eating the mesh."

The music room is larger than the general classroom and has three staircase classes with a grand piano in the front. The floor was fully slated, one step at a time so wide that both hands were spread out, and there were tables lined with chairs.

We sat down in each of the chairs lined up at the first step of the stairs and started having lunch.

... For some reason Hiro, who is King, went better.

Being pushed through the logic that I'm the host on the side I invited, I'm the one in the waiter who looks at Hiro with his bare hands getting ready for lunchbox. A strange sight could be made of the waiter being entertained, but no one blames it on the luncheon for just the two of us. It is the one called Tsukomi Absence.

The lunchbox wasn't my expected chicken sandwich, it was the most popular ham sandwich for my students.

The combination of loin ham and fresh lettuce is a classic, but the thinly sliced loin ham and shaky lettuce, stacked on top of each other like Millefeuille, go well with the black pepper covered in ham, which is reputed to be so addictive that some repeaters seek it every day.

This was my first time eating ham sandwiches because I kept buying chicken sandwiches.

... Actually, I dare avoid black pepper because I may not be a bit good at it.

Somehow, I didn't even feel my brother's malice on the selected menu, but I just got my hands on "I'll have it".

Even after I finished eating a slice, Hiro, who sat in the chair beside me, just opened the lunchbox and there was no movement.

And I feel my gaze. It's so observed. My gaze is so painful, I'm stabbed in the cheek. I succumbed to the pressure of my gaze, and I had no choice but to look at the Lord of my gaze.

When his eyes met, Prince Sama smiled with grin and joy. I see a flower illusion in the back. The smile is glittering and dazzling. The power of handsome Prince Smile is awesome... I'm going to blink my eyes because I'm so dazzled.

"... you don't want to eat?

"Yeah, my breasts are full... and your eating looks adorable"

I almost blew it out dangerously. Good after swallowing. I didn't.

Reassemble the collapsed position as you push up your uneven glasses to the tip of your nose.

"... don't tell me what I don't know. Eat now. I won't wait. Or don't look at me because it's hard to eat."

"I'm so happy to be so close. Because there was always Uchi by your side..."

I start eating my second sandwich in silence. My tongue tingled because of the black pepper.

"Uchi and Puppy were twisted, and you guys were together all the time, - it seemed like fun"

……

"I envied Uchi."

Frankly, I had trouble with what a reply I could give.

Even if they envy Uchi, I'm in an honest mood.

I was with Uchi because I wasn't much of a compliment.