The Hero Party’s Moms Are Obsessed With Me

As I suspected, it was indeed the case.

The name of the woman who came with me to the shelter.

“Deam hyung!”

“Oh? Olivia noona is here too!”

“Oppaa! Unnii!”

Olivia.

Although, considering her age and circumstances, the title of “ajumma” may suit her better than “noona,” her appearance and demeanor that defy her age make it acceptable to call her “noona.”

She would occasionally come and play with me when I was cleaning up trash outside. That pretty noona was Olivia.

Since I had never seen her before, I couldn’t help but be wary, but her selfless acts of kindness without expecting anything in return.

She seemed to be a woman who was far removed from the nobles who flaunt their wealth and power.

While she was gently stroking the heads of the children in her arms, I heard a calm voice.

“You’ve arrived, Deam oppa.”

A girl with silver hair that suited her well stood in front of me.

Her name is Amy.

Just like me, she has lost her parents and village to monsters and was pushed onto the royal road.

She was the child that Tris hyung rescued from the hands of those who intended to harm her due to her pretty appearance.

Picking up trash and handing over the coin pouches, Amy effortlessly divided them into copper, silver, and gold coins.

“Since we have guests today, the expenses might be high. Is it okay?”

Nodding her head as if to say, “Do as you please,” Amy turned around with a satisfying smile.

“Dick, Lisa? Can you help me a bit?”

If I play the role of bringing in the money, then Amy takes on the role of purchasing food with that money and preparing it for the children to eat.

“Yeah! I’ll go right now!”

“Hehe! Amy unni! Can I buy candy?”

“If Deam oppa allows it.”

Numerous pairs of eyes turned towards me, as Amy took on the responsibility.

Candy.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had any.

Today, there is a coin pouch from the warrior mother.

As I nodded, the children cheered.

I felt a sense of pity for the children who were happy about something trivial, but for now, I should be content with this.

While I was having various thoughts, I felt a gentle sensation above my head.

When I turned my head and looked up, Olivia was standing behind me, stroking me.

“You are a great guardian. Amazing, dear.”

A guardian.

I have never been married nor have I given birth to a child…

I saw Amy and the children, dressed in neat clothes, appearing.

This place is a slum.

Due to the environment, we can only wear shabby clothes, but if we go out to the commoner streets in that state, we will be met with disapproving gazes.

They are slum children, after all.

Don’t get involved with those children.

Shoo! Shoo! Go away!

That’s why children who mostly engage in outdoor activities are dressed in clean clothes.

One of the main reasons is the stylish Amy.

If she is accompanied by Rick, who is one year younger but bigger in size, I can feel somewhat relieved.

The most reassuring combination is when Tris is with us.

It’s difficult to have high expectations since Tris has managed to find work as a carpenter and integrate into society.

“Well then, I’ll be going, big brother.”

As I nodded, Amy, Rick, and some of the children left the shelter.

Olivia called me a guardian, but…

I just have a slightly bigger role than the other children.

This shelter is not led by anyone.

Of course, I have influence and some degree of decision-making power as I do a lot of work, but I’m not interested in that.

I won’t get involved in politics here, and I don’t expect to profit from it either.

By the way…

Until when is this lady planning to stroke my head?

As I raised my head with a displeased expression, Olivia looked at me with a smile as if asking what was wrong.

In that moment, I realized.

This middle-aged woman.

Annoying.

As she lightly pushed my hand away and walked forward, I could hear a voice of regret saying, “Ah…” But I didn’t stop and continued walking.

“Elli?”

“Yes, madam.”

“Can you start making donations from tomorrow?”

“Well… I will check and let you know.”

“Please do. Also, I hope we can add this place to the daily walking route.”

“I will… check on that too.”

Olivia, who randomly plans things, and Ellie, who seems bothered by her.

This is so troublesome.

It’s difficult.

It would be good if the donations to the shelter increase.

Because the living environment here will improve.

It would also be good if kind adults visit frequently.

It will be a good experience for the children to trust people.

But…

When the subject is the mother of a hero.

Things change.

A hero.

A symbol of justice and a supporter of humanity.

Defeating the demon king and restoring peace to this world.

Obviously, he is a good person in everyone’s eyes.

But this world does not only consist of good people.

There is the Black Finger Sect, who truly worships the five demon kings as gods, and there are also nobles who would do anything for money and power.

And on top of being looked down upon in the slums, a hero’s mother visits the shelter every day?

“It’s really troublesome.”

I wonder if she knows that’s how I feel.

“Poor kids… I’ll come tomorrow too, so let’s play together?”

Olivia smiled with a kind motherly smile as she gently stroked the heads of the starving children, who were hungry for love.

Two more years passed, and she turned fifteen.

Olivia was a woman of her word.

Since that day, rain or snow, she never missed a day visiting the shelter.

Thanks to her actions, the shelter underwent significant changes as well.

Although it was not a noble district, they moved to a place slightly away from the slums, where the common people could live.

With the massive donations, the food and clothes for the children improved, and thanks to the rumors spreading that a warrior mother was donating, more people started coming to the shelter.

Not everyone visited with good intentions like her, but still, the donations increased, and there were more adults playing with the children.

Next, my time.

I no longer needed to clean up the trash since I played a role in the shelter’s funding.

Thanks to that, I was able to utilize the leftover time to learn swordsmanship.

I didn’t have any intentions of becoming a hero or a veteran adventurer who would exterminate demons, but I needed enough skill to protect myself.

Perhaps my appearance was impressive because the knights who occasionally followed Olivia as her escorts would sometimes give me advice.

Olivia is the mother of a warrior.

Even a presence escorting such an important figure was a knight recognized by the kingdom.

In the kingdom, there are three main knight orders.

The Left Shadow Knight Order, which specializes in combating demons.

The Right Shadow Knight Order, which specializes in combatting humans.

And the Rear Shadow Knight Order, which protects the kingdom and the nobles.

The reason they are called “Shadow” is perhaps because they are supposed to protect the nation like shadows, appearing and disappearing without being noticed.

In any case, the person who taught me a thing or two was an expert in escorting, a knight from the Rear Shadow Knight Order.

Their swordsmanship was specialized in subduing instead of killing opponents, which suited me well.

No matter how much this place is a medieval fantasy, because of my 30-year-old mentality, I was hesitant to commit murder.

Clang!

The female knight who was facing me suddenly stretched out her hand, and her sword fell to the ground.

“Diarm! I told you not to use that!”

Apologizing with a bow, I lowered my head, and the knight sighed and picked up her sword.

My Ability: Open Sesame.

I thought it only opened locked objects, but it turned out that I could open anything that could be opened.

When my sword touched the opponent’s sword.

Either by forcefully opening the hand that holds the sword and disarming them.

Or by opening the mouth of the spell-casting magician and disrupting their spells.

Everything that can be opened without being restricted, [I open them all].

“You say that if I rely too much on this amazing ability, my skill won’t improve?”

I had nothing to say to such a valid statement.

Even if I had something to say, I wouldn’t say it anyway.

When I lowered my head again, the female warrior stood in front of me and grabbed the sword with both hands.

“Then let’s go again. Without using your ability. Got it?”

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I nodded as a sign of understanding.

As if waiting for me, the female warrior swung her sword.

Clang!

“Diiamond!!”

Oh no. My ability was activated without me realizing it?

***

Just like people gather where there is water.

Monsters gather where there is magic.

Not too far from the kingdom’s territory.

But it is called the Demon Territory without a specific name.

It’s not very powerful, but still a place where weak humans are torn apart by monsters in an instant.

Four people appeared there.

“Dray? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, but are you okay, mage? Because of me, unnecessary magic…”

The blond boy asked apologetically, and the black-haired girl with a large hat smiled and patted the boy’s head.

“How do you see me? This level of life preservation magic and range detection can be activated all year round.”

“You truly are amazing, mage.”

“Call me Arwen, not mage. If possible, just sister.”

When the girl said this, the boy’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly.

His expression was cute, and the girl grinned and tried to pat the boy’s cheek.

“Sister? Siiister? Bully. Do you have a conscience?”

The word “halmanggu” left deep wrinkles on the forehead of the black-haired girl.

The gentle hand that was about to caress the boy’s cheek stopped abruptly.

Pointed ears and golden hair.

He turned toward the beautiful face and voluptuous figure of the elf, a perfect match.

With an upraised index finger.

“Shut it, you impudent elf girl. Don’t you know that if I’m a grandmother, then you are too?”

“What? You and I are the same grandmother? You’re 300 years old, and I’m 100 years old, so hasn’t your brain degenerated in a weird direction for 300 years?”

“Anna!!”

As the black-haired child and the golden-haired elf spat venom at each other, the golden-haired boy trembled with fear, taking a step back.

How many steps did he retreat?

With a warm and gentle sound, something embraced Dre’s body.

In the overwhelming sense of tranquility, Dre raised his head to look above, but a massive figure blocked his view.

With a bewildered expression, Dre reached out his hand and grasped the enormous mass.

“Ah~”

Startled by the sweet voice, he withdrew his hand.

His body, too, attempted to retreat, but his slender arms emerged, holding Dre’s body even more gently and warmly.

His body felt constrained, but his heart was filled with a soothing sensation.

“Both of you, stop it. Dre is frightened.”

As if a goddess had descended, her voice instantly purified the surrounding dark magic, causing the two women, who had been glaring at each other, to sigh in unison and back away.

Then, they huddled together, whispering softly.

“Ugh, there’s no helping it. We’re in a temporary alliance, Loli halmanggu.”

“Yeah, you impudent elf girl. The more we do this, the more that useless busty holy maiden tries to claim Dre.”

Having concluded their conversation, the two of them stood before Dre, smiling like they had a secret.

“Dre? You’re not scared, right? We’re on good terms, aren’t we? Loli… Arwen?”

“That… Anna’s right!”

The warrior, who had grown up separated from his mother since childhood, didn’t know if that statement was true or false.