The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life

The reunion with the Demon King came much earlier than I thought.

Instead of meeting him on campus before he started, he had a bad feeling about the signs gradually approaching the F school building.

I, on the surface, managed to pretend to be calm, but on the inside, I remembered a rather strong impatience.

Instead of exploring the purpose of the Demon King, suppose we already find out where this one is...,

(Should I run away?

But it's not a disguise. I've already checked it out, so should I see how it goes here?

A foolish thought circles my head.

- As for the Demon King, judgment really goes crazy.

That's why we met.

Even if it was short, if it was time, there was.

Ever since I sensed the presence of the Demon King, until this time.

As if it were destiny, I also had the opportunity (chance) to tell my brother who met me face-to-face in the lobby only today.

But... I didn't do it.

Things are different now than they were in elementary school.

An environment with a brother, a princess, a knight, and a prince.

I'm not alone.

My once reliable (... asshole, but only strength is origami) companion is so close.

Even countermeasures can be appropriately worked out.

- Yet ignoring it and holding it all by myself, I'm sure I'm making a stupid decision.

It's Imechen. It's a disguise... what a more effective way to do it than to do it all the time, and my demon king detection abilities must have a useful use for it.

Yet being deluded without taking advantage of it and running away and hiding, I am rightly brave disqualified.

But that sense of sin towards all of us has been chosen a long time ago.

It was years ago that I betrayed them.

I don't mean to be overconfident that I can do something with my own power, etc., but I don't want anyone to intervene. Between the Demon King and himself, no one else.

I don't even know what the hell this greed is derived from, but... if I have to settle, with my own hands without anyone interrupting me -,

He came into the classroom with me when my palpitations and nervousness reached their climax.

"Let's start the homeroom -. Take a seat -"

In a relaxed voice call that was the opposite of my mood, class F students who were talking in thoughtful places sat in their seats with rattling noises.

But I never stop twitching.

Class F with a lot of private language, but it was always more noisy that day.

Next to his tenure standing in a sloppy position with his mustache still on, - because an unfamiliar student in the uniform of Wangdong School stood.

Though the students' gaze was all together, the students did not move one eyebrow just by gently glancing through the classroom.

As soon as I saw him come into the classroom, I was stunned, bent over and pushed away the upset that happened on the surface.

(Who are you?!?

- Who's the demon king?

Even though I knew it, the question mark was flying around me, having a single mess in my brain.

"Who?"

"Awesome beauty"

"You've never seen it."

"Could it be a transfer student?

"So you're living outside?

Even the words of my classmates, intrigued and to put it, seemed like some distant murmur.

I can tell by meditating on my eyes.

The Demon King.

There is a demon king. Right there.

Surely the sign is the Demon King.

But I was violently confused by the way he looked too different from the demon king I remember.

Only his face has been pretty since elementary school.

But - not at all.

The demon king, who was small and luxurious, had grown beyond my imagination.

... I may have been growing up in this world a little bit.

(Who array!?

I screamed the same thing in my heart again.

The appearance of the Demon King makes me a porn high school student who wields pheromones for a long time...!

For the first time I've seen the demon king's transformation, I've been honest.

I didn't really think about the growing demon king.

I thought the Demon King would remain small even if he grew up somehow.... That can't be right.

Character goods sent by Tanaka also fuelled my mistakes.

The Deformed Demon King was somewhat like that because he was as cute as a bruise. Don't be afraid of 2D.

It's totally different than the real thing, Tanaka! They tricked me! You draw too cute a demon king!

"Shisei! Is that person, a transfer student -??

Somewhere in my class, I got a screaming question.

Continue, and one voice after the other begins to rise.

"Are you going into our class?

"What's your name?

"Where did you get this from?

"Do you have her?

"Do you have a boyfriend?

Class F, … somehow lacks character for students in this school overall.

Compared to the rest of my classes, I've been rethinking in the past few days that this class is an out-of-the-box cozy place. In other words, it is obnoxious for better or worse.

I don't really feel like the other classes are standard. Instead, it has a strong sense of yasagre. From his position in the first place, he is a serious and snug educator.

"Ugh, don't make a scene, kids"

As always, he continued with a voice containing some interesting colors when he uttered a noise with his unmotivated mouth.

"... well, you know, why don't you introduce yourself? Look, name and self-appeal."

The classroom was quiet.

The voice of the office often passes even though it is not even loud.

I heard him for the first time in about five years without giving me a face.

"I'm Nishi-kyu-jo Shine."

A voice I don't know spins a name I don't know.

It had even changed my voice. Somewhere glossy (or shiny) bass. Even my voice is horny. That's very different from the voice of the kid who woke me up this morning.

He continues with that voice.

"... there is only one thing I would like to say to you. Don't get into a crappy stupid mess. I am."

The Demon King, named Nishi-kyu-jo, took a breath and then declared it heavily.

- A human being.

I accidentally raised my face.

Every student but me was watching "Pocahontas" and the Demon King.

I miss my tone. My gaze and attitude are magnificent and disgraceful from the top.

It was like a reproduction when he transferred to school when he was in elementary school.

No, we were all pulling more and more when we made the "Demon King Manifesto".

The proclamation of man is better than the proclamation of the Demon King, but... the fact that the Demon King does not introduce himself every time was the same. Can you do something about it?

I've never seen so many "Pocahontas" faces before. Me.

I was even trying to be pompous about that attitude that ate people.

The Demon King and my gaze meet over my glasses, who watched such an in-class reaction without emotion.

"Alois...!

Over and over again a name called persistently rose to the back of his brain, stood still, and looked down in haste.

... But contrary to expectations, the Demon King did not move. You may also be concerned that I felt like I had eyes for you.

And while I was relieved, my heart was hitting the early bell from time to time.

I didn't find out... should be. Probably. I'm sure Aloyce wasn't wearing glasses or anything. I wasn't a glasses character either.

- Besides, that's not all I care about...

(Why Nishikujo? Terhi? What do you mean by different name?!?

If it wasn't for my mistaken memory, the Demon King's name would have been Suzuki Hui...

(Only the part of the tel keeps the prototype)

I didn't know you were renaming not only yourself, but even the Demon King... Somehow, I feel like I've been hit. I completely shelved myself and said, "Why are you changing your name? You!" and I want to grab your shoulder, rock your guts, and ask you questions. I can't do it.

(And Nishi-kyu-jo... Could it be that Nishi-kyu-jo!? Lucky item!?

Can it be fulfilled by a lucky item that doesn't feel so tiny at all...? I totally lost my gratitude. You're lucky to meet "Nishi-kyujo" one day, and give me back my purity that I secretly intended.

I'm confused, too, but the Demon King is kind of confused, and I can't keep up with the organization in my head.

"Nishikujo...!?

"Um!?

"Fantasy!?

"Fairy tail!?

I wasn't the only one who reacted to the name of Nishikujo. The classroom gets noisy again on purpose.... I mean, it's a fairytail. The Demon King is the Fairy...

The Demon King offensively said, "I am not a fairy. It's human," he corrected disciplinarily.

So I said, "I'm not a fairy. It's the Demon King," he said. My eyeballs are a little hot. You've grown up, Demon King.

"You, because you rarely come out, you're going to be the feather of what they call a phantom fairy or something. Is it too late to go to high school? If you don't want to be treated like a fairy, you're seriously going to school."

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I almost blew it.

- That's my first ear.

I laughed desperately, but it was impossible to stop my shoulders from trembling unnaturally puffy.

"Nishi-kyujo, your seat is behind the line there."

My new tenure indicated that the seat next to me was more than... Seriously, it's close. What kind of conspiracy is next door to the Demon King? Even by chance, it's too bad. I want to beat myself up a few days ago thinking I was lucky to be in the back seat. I was totally unlucky. I knew I was being overlooked by Tsuki.

The demon king who was instructed to take over approached. Even if I lay my face down, I can tell. That's a lot of pressure. My heart is compressed and painful.

Catan and I pulled a chair and the Demon King sat next to us.

It was me who had been stiff for a while, but by the end of my morning homeroom without any reactions from next door, my body was also out of strength.

(... what)

Small and blurry in the chest.

(Right. That pimboke demon king can't possibly notice me...)

I feel like I'm clapping it off, asking for signs of the Demon King.

Even so, even though the edge of the sight captures how it is all the time because it is the seat next door without having to use special abilities. Rather too existential and distracting. It's going to take a while to get used to. I also feel unfamiliar with it after time. Hope to switch seats as soon as possible.

... The Demon King had elbowed to his desk and closed his eyes. Probably asleep. That's the same place.

As an elementary school demon king, he often slept in search, watched blurry clouds, and observed ant queues and spider nests. Sometimes I watched the water surface of the pool where the light reflected without ever getting tired of it. I had no idea what the Demon King was thinking, and - I didn't even try to understand.

(I guess I was over-conscious...)

When I look at the unresponsiveness of the Demon King sitting next to me, I am also a little embarrassed about myself until earlier when I was in a state of war.

Imechen. The disguise made a fuss and I panicked to the point of ridicule.

The Demon King was a Western Jiujo, that is.

- I mean, that refers to the Demon King being a lift from the middle section.

Demon King = (equals) Nishi-kyujo.

If that's the case, the story is going to be completely different.

The Demon King didn't come after me or anything,... he was enrolled in Wangdong School from the beginning. I simply didn't go to school.

It was the other way around.

The Demon King didn't come after me, but unwillingly I came to the school where the Demon King was.

(... Oh, my God)

No, originally after considering the possibility, I decided to enroll in Wangdong School. As a result of being put on my brother's truck.

However, even if I was sorry, I didn't actually see the Demon King on the school island when I tried to get here, and the enrollment roster didn't mention the Demon King's name, so the Demon King regarded it completely as something he wasn't here and was relieved.... You don't think your name has changed not only to yourself but even to the Demon King.

- Even so.

My thoughts of sneaking up on the demon king's trends from afar have been overturned from the ground up.

(It's super close instead of far away)

It could be a wrinkle......