The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

In a situation of absolute desperation where there is no escape or hiding, shadows in the sea come to shore in a straight line. The waves twisted and the sea level lifted wide.

I almost closed my eyes to despair that I had no choice but to finish here without even being able to lift myself up to the end, and I just appeared before me with a lot of loud water noises...

"Huh!?... te, l...?

He was a demon king in uniform, wet all over his body, not resembling a giant quail.

"... you... how..."

I look up to the Demon King with a glimpse of his appearance.

The Demon King could not swim.

How did such a demon king get here...?

Even Pierce hasn't responded in a long time.

"I've been walking in the sea"

The insanity of the Demon King, who answers sayingly and plainly, survived even at this time.

I can't swim, so I walked in, and I can forget about my current situation because I'm already too unscrupulous. I don't care what you think. Walking is many times harder than swimming underwater.

"… I followed the connection to the sea, but the signs of it diminished because it seemed so"

He frowned in a terrible mood, and the Demon King crouched into my throat as he dripped the sea water.

The Demon King has a bad complexion and purple lips.

Did you come walking all the way here looking in the ocean?

Even without bothering to throw the question, the demon king's appearance proved it all.

"Why is that always dying?"

The pompous and zero words were pale yet deeply emotional, and they also sounded like they were blaming me strongly.

(... I don't mean to be dying that much all the time...)

Are you saying what you did at sea when you orientated, or when you were buried alive in the mountains...

Even this one isn't dying because I still like it.

I'd say force majeure, but the awareness that wasn't was just there. This time it's a pattern where you stick your neck in from yourself in one way or another.

I must have missed him at the last sight and had something to tell him, but when I had to put him in front of me, nothing came up.

"Sorry... na"

It was clichéd words of apology that poked my mouth out of my bright white head.

But I didn't say that against what was dying.

I've been fooling you.

I can't even say "brave."

Don't reveal it to the end.

- I'm sorry.

In my apology the Demon King lodged a swordswallowing light in his eyes and hoisted his eyebrows.

"Death is unacceptable"

When I say that, I lift my head unconstitutionally, surprisingly covering it diagonally with the Demon King's to slightly open lips.

And under the procedure of artificial breathing, he was breathed out.

It's a basic resuscitation against a drowned opponent.

I did it to the Demon King, too.

But it was just painful to apply artificial breathing when conscious, and instead the Demon King didn't seem to know that his opponent was having trouble breathing.

"... ugh... gu..."

Without the power to cough, he receives the breath sent to his lungs and extinguishes them.

... It was just a place where I thought the Demon King was about to kill me anymore.

I almost saw a staircase to heaven. No, it could be hell. It was rather the bitterness of hell.

The demon king went on an outrageous outrage when he couldn't see the effect of the life-saving measures he had unleashed on me.

"... huh? …!?

............... No, no, no, no. Why are you trying to take your pants off you...!!

I have no idea what that means!?

"If we connect deeper..."

No, no, no. Where are you going to connect, Demon King Sama!?

"This is how the transfer of power to me (the servant) was done"

Yeah, yeah, yeah...? I did say something like that before...!

Because you don't have to try to put it into practice!

(He said I can't because I'm Ningen in the first place...!

There's no way I can transfer my powers.

I try to resist the demon king trying to get his pants off instead of his pants, but - moaning at the tiredness and pain that strikes his whole body. Rather, earlier (by the Demon King's mouse to mouse), it was impossible for me to push the Demon King away.

Still grip the last remaining thin fabric (literally) with the intention of guarding it dead.

The Demon King is about to lose my hand.

The waterfront offense continued for a while, such as...

This is just what the Demon King is going to do, even if he doesn't want to guess.

"Be adult."

The insane demon king showed off his insanity at times like this.

(I knew...!

Really, he's a hell of a guy everywhere, you know.

Still, I'm not the one who honestly obeys you when you tell me to grow up. Open your mouth with the utmost rejection.

"Ter, stop..."

"... but when you saved me in the sea, didn't you use your mouth to help yourself?"

"Son......"

I don't remember myself doing that.

"But I fell because I had too much power."

Empowered...?

What's this all about?

I had no healing power in my previous life. Regardless of my brother, of course I don't have such special abilities in this world.... should be.

Still slightly less confident when asserted with a confident mouthful. I was certainly unnaturally exhausted and took care of my brother then. If you think that's because it empowered you, I can explain it to you...

"You wouldn't know if you didn't try it"

"... I'd rather die than do that."

I wasn't cool at all at this time.

In a way I don't know, - maybe I was disgusted with the Demon King trying to use the same means against demons, or maybe I just had a physiological repellency.

I should have thought so much that I wanted to cry that I didn't want to die, but strange pride got in the way and I rejected the Demon King.

But that's what the Demon King said to me in a whipping voice. The voice had a completely unusual and intense emotion.

"You told me to live. You want death with your mouth."

The rage lingers in my piercing eyes.

The red shining eyes reminded me of the demon king of my previous life.

But the relative eyes in the final showdown were frozen and frozen, but now there was a raw glow there that made me feel the flames of burning.

"Kakel."

At a time like this,

- With those eyes, with those voices, I think it's cowardly to call names.

"Damn...... like it, do it"

For the Demon King, I guess that means the best life-saving act.

I don't have to wonder if there's anything else, but I was worried "Enough is enough" when I watched the Demon King take off his underwear with care not to touch the scratches, which would be desperately hard to get wet in the sea water and take off.

I'm sorry I died opening my legs to a man. If I saw who I am in my previous life, what would you think?

Shall I? Shall I?

(These things, they don't work)

It is also a wonder that I allow it.

In my last life, I killed you.

In this world, apparently, you're going to stab me.

- Now I'm ready, and I close my eyes.

The Demon King's hand was cold.

But my body was cooler and I felt a little warmer in the hands of such a demon king.

The hand to be touched was far from abusive, polite and full of labor, but - or so the Demon King has tried to stick it in as it were when he exposed himself to his lower body as well.

Of course, such momentum could not have carried things well, and the insertion failed.

Instead of foreplay, there's no way I'm going in there without getting ready for something like that.

Didn't you learn anything from BL comics?

I,... well, once I've combined my previous life's minutes, it's pretty much knowledge. I used to feel a lot awkward when I was at the master's scene. Those people and I were open...

Practice will be my first experience, but I know about how to do it.... or wasn't it the Demon King who had quite a bit of experience in his previous life anyway in this world? I don't know what happened to the Demons, but you don't suddenly... No, there is? Or "Demon King," so you were letting them prep you and everything else?... Oh, I'm starting to feel that way... Anyway, he's a "demon king"... it's not strange if he left it all to them.

"I won't go in..."

He was a demon king who was also hanging in there while I was escaping reality, but he finally gave such a pitiful voice and pulled back.

..................... Well, I guess so.

I can't physically and situationally do a lot of things.

Besides, I glimpsed it with my gaze, and the demon king's. It was shriveled.

Even if I was cheerful in this situation. That was in a way a result of my convincing because I'm worried about it as sexuality.

Even I don't feel like I can do it under these circumstances if I'm in the opposite position.

(... I don't know what else to do)

I am Sama, the burning demon king who can take care of me everywhere.

"Rub yourself."

I encouraged the Demon King to masturbate.

The choice to give up somehow was not born in me.

The desire to accomplish it was greater than that, and maybe even faintly held the ridiculous hope that

I don't know what you're doing at such an extreme state, but I can also cloud that you're willing to cooperate with the ridiculous life-saving methods that the Demon King is trying to do because of such an extreme state.

An honest demon king follows my instructions and works for masturbation at best.

Speaking of which, when I was in elementary school, I would have been in a similar situation.

At that time, I was forced to hit mine.

The appearance of the demon king as a child is what he is now.

The scenes of elementary school disappeared one after another.

(... Shit, if you don't hurry it will be swallowed by the running light)

Looks like the Demon King has managed to get ready when he checks with his gaze.

"That's enough,... come on"

Mouth a line that invites itself.

I didn't expect the day to come to throw up such lines, but who would have imagined, for example, that their opponent was a "demon king"?

The Demon King lifted my leg and finally pushed my stand into a narrow space.

... but I'm not trying to come in hard to care about this state.

It was still me who rushed ahead.

"Do it now.... now one or two of the painful... more, together."

I'm not in the same line as the injury, but I'm already hungry, so I felt like going in without bringing it here.

... people call it a mess.