The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

- It's better than not being informed of anything and not being able to help anything.

I'm betraying my brother's feelings.

King's "Declaration of Friends" was well known, reducing overt ambition and wind intensity.

It's just... how the students at the school misinterpreted the official announcement, somehow I was King's bamboo horse friend and the story spread in the form of my only best friend.

He made a chemical change to the strange state of things by merging the "Declaration of Friends" announced by King with an act in the dining room. Friends of bamboo horses do not fall within the scope of a hundred steps because that means they are childhood friendly, but there is a great deal to be said about best friends.... or my best friend. Instead, Hiro just became my friend the other day. New Face. I'm a friend of new entrants, and the relationship is just at the starting point or rather it's not even started yet...... but as usual, the communication of information about this school is strange.

That's why even if the expression "best friend" was quite exaggerated, it's also weird to deny it around because I accepted that I was "friend" once and for all... blah blah blah blah, I feel like throwing it around asking if I should just leave it alone anymore.

Best friend or not, but much better than being rumored to be the opponent of the proposal.

Even the fallen Demon King was sent back to his dorm the following day, as anemia seemed to be temporary due to "blood donation".

As usual, the Demon King's head is pinned, but I couldn't see him fluttering or feeling sick since then. My complexion is getting better every day. This one is reassuring for the moment.

I was kind of uncomfortable that Rokkaya saw me with my raw warm eyes saying, "You're totally a mother..." when I said this to my meal...

With regard to the House of the Demon King, I am currently thinking about what to do.

It's hard to override that with my one-size-fits-all if you want it in person and you're convinced it's a "contract," but if you can, I want you to stop it somehow. In the meantime, the next time I go to the "house," I'm either forced to follow you, or I'm going to sneak up on you if you refuse.... I feel "sneaky" because as long as there's a piercing, it's too sneaky or something, but it'll actually be a grand tail.

When I asked the informative Rokkaya about the "Nishi-kyu family," he gave me information that he was the founder of Japan's leading group company and that he also funded a considerable amount of money at the time of the establishment of Huangdong School and still has a great influence on the school. Plus over the past few years - that is, since the Demon King enrolled in school, he's also made a huge donation to the school every year.

It is possible that the Demon King, who was quite severely out of school, was able to advance without any problems, possibly because of the consideration there.

Even when it comes to the Nishi-Kyujo family, it is not easy to find out which "Nishi-Kyujo family" adopted son the Demon King is, because it is quite a number when you put him from the main family to the branch.

Regardless of who runs the company, the family members' personal information is often held in order to deter crime.

"Yeah, but Shokun has something to worry about, right? I know it'll take a while, but I'll find out somehow."

But Rokkaya said so and undertook research on the Demon King's "home" to the best of his abilities. I am a dependable companion.

As such, the noise that emanated from King also went to convergence, the wind discipline and the Knights' escort disappeared, and it was me who was returning to my previous life, but it is still ongoing that only one thing is noticed or troubled.

(Oh man......)

Even that day, when I went to school and checked inside to punish what was in my bag to my desk, - a large number of round tissues had been pushed inside. Again, I get zero sighs.

Every day since the day the Demon King was used as a desk for graffiti mistaken for the Magic Formation, there has been a plain harassment of me in discipline. The harassment that began with graffiti on the desk has changed hands and enthusiastically approached me for malice, with suspicious documents written "bitch" in the desk, stuffed with paper scraps, and water clinging to the desk… I don't know who it is, but it's hard work.

You're safe in your shoes and lockers, by the way.

Because dormitories and school buildings are earthfoot living, so there are no shoeboxes in the first place, and personal lockers are always locked.

Happy or unhappy, I haven't had a graffiti on my desk since then, so it wasn't just the wind discipline and the Knights, but even my classmates didn't realize I was being harassed.

So far, I have never felt in danger or been harassed outside of the classroom.

However, it would be premature to decide that the harasser is someone in class F... just because it is exclusive in the classroom.

My classmate's attitude toward me didn't change much before or after the King commotion, and some of them were amused and teasing me (like Seto and the trio), but as a whole I was even rather sympathetic.

Anyone can sneak into class F and play a prank (flirt) on my desk at the time the classroom goes deserted.... It doesn't have to be a classmate.

Because every school building is unlocked throughout the day, and anyone can enter and leave freely.

I don't have to wonder if it's okay for security, but it was an open story because it's isolated as an island and there's almost no danger of intruders coming in from outside the island.

The islanders are scrupulously checked in the surveillance room of the bridge, the only entrance to the island. Scanning student ID cards and facial authentication aren't all that cumbersome for students to get in and out, but even fathers and brothers aren't quite as considerate about granting permission to enter or leave the island.

Even to find the culprit from physical evidence such as suspicious documents and paper scraps, the letters of the suspicious documents were printed, and the paper scraps were just round white copy paper, so it was difficult to determine them from there.

It's a stationery that can be watered down, anyone can get it, and it's not unnatural for anyone to have it.

If you do a scientific investigation, it will be different, but I don't have that kind of handover or skill.

The dirty graffiti drawn by the killer himself on the first day was also erased by the chairman of the committee, so of course there were no more left.

As it stands, there are almost no leads to identify the killer.

I've been thinking about it in terms of motive because it's stuck even when I explore it from the evidence...

What the first graffiti, that obscene mark, means, in time, is probably a bad hobby message: "King's Woman".

That's a bad message. In many ways.

After the "Declaration of Friends" was made public, there was no longer anything, including the handcuffs, but no harassment per se.

I mean, I guess it's more the work of people who hate me personally than harassing me because I'm a "King woman".

- People who don't like me...

It was the prince that always occurred to me.

Not King, of course, but former Prince Swordling.

For some reason, the prince hates me so much.

I guess you don't quite care about me because they say you don't like me physiologically. Clearly, it's irrational, but the wonder that the pillow word "physiologically" makes it very difficult to argue...

But... would that pride prince chimatize such plain harassment?

The figure of a prince planting garbage at his desk every morning is no longer close to the gag area.... No, there isn't.

I couldn't imagine anything like that, so I ruled out the possibility of being a prince first.

And I'm totally hated by King SS, too.

I just met the SS captain and deputy captain in the lobby, so I greeted him, and when I happened to give him the chocolate treat I had, he said to me, "I'm not taking bribes!" "Tashi!" He threw up a discarding dialogue and escaped as a result of the detachment.... I don't know, but they have a restraining order against me. Is that why you're sneaking around? I can't even think about it, but I can't really pin it. And I'm not a saucer. Misunderstood.... I just wanted to feed you a little...

By the way, the chocolate treat I tried to give you both was taken from the side by the Demon King (Cargamo). You really like sweets...

The only other thing that comes to mind is the class A rice leagues and guild guys -.

Rice Liang is still antagonized by hatred and disgust every time he looks at each other. So it's not like there's any chance it's Rice Liang either. However, then you should harass Rokkaya as well as me. It was unnatural for me to be the only one. Careful observation does not show how Rokkaya is being harassed.

If they were guilds, they would likely do more direct damage than this raw harassment. Nezu... If you're a magician's jizzy, use more daring techniques to make your opponent irreversible, absolutely. That's about it before breakfast, and he'll be happy to run it.

(... you can't. I have no idea)

Unfortunately, I didn't have detective qualities.

I could raise some candidates, but they all lacked killer specific decision-makers.

Then what I do, what I can do, comes down to it every second.

- Only move into action if you don't know it by thinking about it.

I decided to ambush the harasser in the early morning classroom.

The only people who know about harassment are Rokkaya and the Demon King.

And then there's Watanabe, the class F committee chairman I stumbled upon on the first day.

They had a pause when it came to being harassed.

I'm finally free from my cramped escort life, but I can't be taken care of again.

At times, it was likely that something about King was happening in a critical manner, but he was not willing to tell Hiro himself or around about the matter.

If Hiro finds out, it's obvious that that childhood tame, which is all the way to ridicule, is unnecessarily sick of bothering me again.

I was going to do something about it myself if I seemed to persevere or escalate after a while.

- So I'm currently up before dawn, and I'm still in the dark, going to school, shrinking and hiding under my desk.

I mean, a common stakeout in detective drama.

I checked and nothing was done to my desk yet. In other words, harassment is going to happen.

If we stick around here, the killer will come sooner or later. I don't know who it is, but I'll grab it and give you one of my sermons. You're an ex-brainer.

I mean, that's the rare thing I ever wanted to do.

"... so why are you here..."

There was another one of mine, the Demon King, crouching in the narrow space beneath the table.

Instead, they both stick a little out of the teaching table without getting into the space. It's not the space for two boys in high school who aren't fat but have a standard physique. He's in a state where he can't hide his head and his butt. He's hiding. Does that make sense? This...

I was surprised when the Demon King appeared in the classroom after I hid myself at the table.

Of course, I was sensing signs of the Demon King approaching class F, but I only suspected for a moment that you were the killer!?

It was also the Demon King who stood honorably before his desk on the first day.

... rather most suspicious in circumstantial evidence.

In mystery, the least suspicious person can be the real killer.

But the Demon King came straight to the teaching table without my eyes on my desk.

Of course, my position was grasped in piercing by the Demon King, so hiding didn't make any sense.

When asked what the hell it was for early this morning, the Demon King, who had forcefully dived under the table, also came up with the intention of capturing the prankster.

"It's an opportunity to finally tailor something malicious to that. I would have missed such an opportunity."

... Hey, aren't you motivated?

Regarding harassment, he also told the Demon King that there was no stopping and no use for handouts.

Until now, the Demon King has been watching me carefully.

But he had something pretty depressing even with a clear face.... a bit like the "demon king" my face used to be. Evil is quite pervasive out of the human face.

"I'll just catch you for now. Don't do any harm, okay? It's strictly forbidden to get your hands on it first."

……

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."

".................. If they don't do anything, this one won't get their hands on either"

It was an attitude of disapproval, but the Demon King gave my word with one consent.

I open the bag of bread I was bringing in, and when I break the ampoule like a round moon in half, I offer the big one to the Demon King.

Speaking of stakeouts, you're still an ampoule.

"You're not eating mesh in the morning anyway, are you? Here, eat it."