The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

Back then, I was supposed to grow my head slower than a normal kid.

Not only was he unable to speak well, but he was also lacking in clapping, saying things he didn't know how, and coordination to surprise his surroundings.

I mean, just to be brief, I was a problem kid in the garden.

Even the teachers treated me as a troublemaker in the shadows. It was my first love, Dr. Horami, who treated me independently from the other orchards. I fell in love with her for being nice to me. If I envy you, I think I should envy Dr. Horami, not Uchi.

On the other hand, Uchi was a rare kid who didn't give a damn about my rushing behavior.

Back then, I still felt like this world was an illusion.

Sometimes I suspected that there might be demons lurking somewhere, or that this was all a dream, and that one day when I woke up from a dream, I was a "brave man," carrying a holy sword all over the blood of demons in that world.

Even though I have a volatile mental state that swings around, some of me were trying to tame this heterogeneous world... and I was beginning to create an obsession with wanting to live here.

The presence of Uchi was a convenient "child model" for me.

That's why we were together.

I learned how childish this world is by being together.

Uchi, who forgave me for slapping me on the head with a fake sword, didn't care if I did or said something slightly weird.

That's why I was just able to stay with you.

It is a much less intentional reason to be a child.

"You were so cute playing innocent like a puppy."

"No... no more... please don't be cute..."

That innocence is just a pseudo.

I was the one who said "cute" to King SS like no other the other day, but I didn't think I'd be in a position to be told. This is embarrassing. Very embarrassing.

Besides, the contents were "good adults" and instead of being happy to be told that I was cute or something like "imitating a child," I just get more shame.

... By the time I got up to elementary school, I had a role to play, and I really enjoyed my childhood, not monkey imitation anymore.

But I'm telling you not to, and Hiro's mouth didn't stop.

"It's good to see you again.... The truth is, I almost gave up that I might never see you again. I guess it's because of what I wished for in" The Temple of God "."

"..." The Temple of God "?

For now, I decided I didn't hear the first half, and I eat into the second half that caught my interest.

"Temple of God" is definitely...

"It's one of the seven wonders of school. There's a saying that any wish can be fulfilled if you pray there. By chance last summer I was able to get there and hope to see you again."

……

You're saying reunion with me is God's call?

That's just a coincidence, I wanted to say, but I felt bad about giving water, so I had a mechanically shabby sandwich. My appetite for the word "God" has dwindled more and more, but I even pack it in my mouth to complete this mission early. I hope you missed the bad behavior.... no more... I don't know, I can't really stand it. How could that question swirl in my head, but it was obvious that asking why would only make me even more awkward, so I didn't dare speak to you.

"There is also an anecdote in" The Temple of God "that when you vow love there, the connection becomes eternal..."

... Hey wait, that story sounds kind of like a curse to me too?

And to me, "God" is the gateway.

"It's usually a place that's sinking into the ocean, and there's no landmarks, so it's hard to find or get there. But I want to go with you again."

"I'm sorry, I can't"

Such a horrible place is a wish. Cursed.

'Cause I can't take the proposal either.

When the time comes, the purpose of finally coming here will also be achieved.

I just finished eating my sandwich too.

All you have to do is disperse.

"Wait...!

Hiro grabbed my arm trying to get up.

"I knew you'd say no.... in the dining room, it was like it was already shaken. But I couldn't give up... I've always missed you, like an idiot, and I can't forget..."

With a trembling voice, Hiro and Prince Hiro at an early age finally overlapped in me.

"I'm afraid of what happens to me when I lose my goal to you."

"What's the goal... I'm such a big deal..."

"It was a big deal for me. Like a hero."

Don't push your own fantasy, swallow the words out to your throat.

"I'm not asking you to marry me. - To a friend. Now I want you to be my friend."

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(Let's start with your friend on the assumption of marriage. What kind of guy?

No, be healthy and say, "Build friendships between men!" It could be a targeted, youthful one.

Normally, yes.

But thanks. I have a lot of insane people around me. If I pepper this Hiro offer too, it's going to hurt my eyes.... dubious.

"Cookie......, please"

Clear amber eyes stare at me like a scratch.

Those eyes are more like a wanker about to be abandoned than a wolf, and they have tickled my conscience without them.

You can't be flushed. You can't be flushed. You can't be flushed.

He chants in his heart and pulls his arm like some cartoon protagonist, but Hiro's hand is holding his arm disappointingly and won't come off.

Meanwhile, my brother in the brain just nails me with a horrible voice saying, "If you let your feelings flow, you'll be punished."

(I know!

There was no way to shake off the pianist's hand abusively, only a twitchy and pressing time had passed.

However, its adhesive state did not last long either.

- Because I noticed signs of him heading this way.

"Wow... ok! Friends! I guess it would be nice to just be friends!

Until I accepted Hiro's "friend" request that Hiro not let go of his hand willingly, and not if he's rubbing a mess here for now.

A friend would probably be safe.... probably won't have been flushed, should be.

It was more about the signs of the guy who had already reached the special building than that.

"Kakel."

Identification, the 'voice' of the problem sounds in the brain.

"Ter... are you okay to wake up? I mean, you can't when you wake up. Go back to bed."

'... I don't like it'

'I don't want to... stay at rest for the day. Anyway, go back, go back now'

It's Cargamo, the go-house.

……

"Ter?"

……

"Hey, Ter! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

... No, he can't. There's no sign of stopping at all. The house did not pass to Cargamo. My lord, you free men. Listen to me honestly when I'm sick.

As it is, the Demon King will come here.

King SS and heaven at the entrance and exit, me and Hiro King inside.

I didn't think it would be easy for the Demon King to join this mentz.

(Huh, nasty)

But when I didn't leave the music room, my hasty behavior made things even worse.

It's typical of not being busy when you panic.

When Hiro's arm finally came off and I was released from custody, when I got the empty cage, I tried to get to the entrance and exit.

"Danger...!

"Wow!?"

He stepped off his foot brilliantly because he forgot that there were steps in the dump as well.

And show off how much you fall on the floor every hilo you tried to hold me out of balance.

... If I were to say so, I think Hiro could have managed to get back on his feet if he hadn't made it out to help me.

As a result of just overlapping Hiro's legs at the foot he tried to step on and even sheltering his hand playing the piano, which was going to be the underside of my body,... he was going to roll on the floor flashly.

A cage away from his hand hit the floor with a fallen detachment, and the impact also caused his blown glasses to jump on the floor and slide to near the grand piano, making a dry noise.

"Eh..."

"... Cookie!? Are you hurt..."

Hiro, who woke himself up from inside my arm, peered into my face worried. I look up at Amber's swinging eyes and make her laugh that I'm okay with the pain I've been through.

The shock to my shoulder and ass was huge, but I didn't suffer any fussy injuries. At most, there would have been blue moles in a few places.

"I swore I'd protect you better when I grew up, and I..."

I turned my grin into a bitter smile at the look of a pungent childhood tame who regrettably and sadly dropped his shoulder.

"What the hell, it"

"... don't laugh. I'm serious..."

"No, you didn't, and Hiro's still trying to help me with what I did, right? What's the difference?

It's hard to protect someone, so it doesn't just work.

Sometimes I try to protect them and help them, even if I feel like it, I can't actually move them, or even if I can, I don't want to.

It's what you wear as you fail, succeed, or experience.

But the first step.

If there is no desire to protect it, it will always remain zero.

... Well, in my case, it was either a negative start. Instead of wanting to protect someone, why do I have to protect the world, how sloppy I was.

After various encounters and breakups, my consciousness gradually changed, but I still couldn't erase that underlying thought until the end.

'I want to protect you,' Hiro, who clearly said and has probably put in a lot of effort to do so, dazzled my eyes not only about the appearance of a handsome man.

Before Hiro, who opened his mouth with an unconvinced face, narrow his eyes and say.

"Besides, you're not an adult yet. I don't feel like it. Hiro may have forgotten because he's skipping, but if it's true, he's just a kid out of middle school. Protect yourself first."

Whether you're called King or you're behaving more adultly than your age, if you try from me, you're just a kid.

Being protected by a child still makes me feel better, even if it is me.

"Cookie..., I figured..."

Hiro crooked his face about to cry and stretched his white, long fingers to my cheek as he tried to say something.

I wonder and hesitate if those fingers, which attract people's hearts and spin the sound of shaking their emotions, should pay off to touch them with trembling. But just before it reached the cheek, the music room door was knocked.

Bickle and finger movement stopped, and we turned our gaze toward the door where we were both knocked at the same time.

"Um... it's time"

"And then I heard something fall, okay?

"Can you open it?

The door opens without waiting for a reply from outside the music room.

"... eh"

"Nah...!?"

"Yep...!?"

The situation on the spot, - my face stained with surprise in an instant, with me rolling on the floor and Hiro covering me with it.

Somehow, it's the worst timing of all that I'll ever come across in such a bad-timing situation.

Everyone was rigid and losing their words.

And even worse in between, even the demon king appears behind it.

"What are you doing? - Get away from me."

The lost voice of emotion, but shaking the flames of anger in my eyes and shook me from a high position, was exactly reminiscent of the former 'demon king'. No, I rather have swordswallowing eyes than I did during the final showdown. I had no feelings of anger or anything like that about the 'Demon King' at that time. I just recognized 'man' as a disturbing and annoying inferior foreign object.

Sadly, I faced the gap between the usual pimped demon king and the demon king in front of me, and was shrugged by that gaze and solidified without a voice. The Demon King looked like the Great Demon King. It would suddenly evolve too much.

"Nishi-kyu-jo? Why,... wait!

While I can't move, I also stand resolutely before the Demon King, whose heaven tries to approach me.

"... stay out of the way"

"It is unacceptable for ordinary students to approach King on their own"

"King? I don't have anything to do with that. Get out of there, if you want to stand in my way, I can't forgive you."

"Huh... no! Ter!"

Usually I felt the back of the Black Demon King's eyes glow red.

I don't have the ability to sense "power," but I only know that I'm trying to do "something" that the Demon King isn't even prone to from the killing and tingling air that can reverse my skin.

The flashing of the red flag finally unraveled the stiffness, and when I pushed Hiro over and hurried him out of under it, he broke into bodies between them.

And he grabbed the Demon King's shoulder and forcefully pulled both of them apart in a one-touch state.

"... bad, then please"

Looking back at the blinding paradise and telling him so, leaving Hiro looking up at this one with some glistening face from the floor, I left the scene early with the Demon King.

The meeting between me and Hiro King in the music room was thus hastily closed by the demon king's intrusion.