I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

I feel it's easier to have a conversation with the others, thanks to having a conversation with Ahat.

I also felt a little sorry for leaving the dishes in general to Ain, but when I shook up the subject, I was in the conversation at some point, and the cooking and refilling of drinks in the meantime were perfect... I decided not to think about it after midday.

When the evening book also came down around sunset, the light emitted by the magic equipment floating in the universe. Interesting look at the magical power that doesn't dazzle me but is dyeing my surroundings brightly, Mr. Noyne has spoken to me.

"Miyama seems to have been working with you for a long time."

"Yeah, you're all good. Mr. Ain and Mr. Zekes seem unique and clueless, but Mr. Raz and Mr. Ahat are very easy to talk to."

"Heh heh, I think you get it...... it's a good time"

"Yeah?"

Mr. Noyne still talks in a voice that sounds unnaturally tall, then he listens to me and whines small.

As she tilted her neck wondering what time it would fit, Mr. Noyne turned this way and said amazing words.

"... how about 'Japan' now? Is it time for the Emperor and the times to become new names?

"Become!?

The word Japan, which was told as a matter of course, if that's all, Mr. Noyne also knows the existence of the Emperor.

Could it be this way... No, this guy...

"... as you can imagine. I am also a 'Japanese' previously summoned to this world. Well, it comes down to it."

"Yes... what is it..."

"I don't know if it's possible to be surprised. That's why I kept my mouth shut until Mr. Miyama got used to the air."

In front of me, surprised and speechless, Mr. Noyne touches the full-faced armor that was covering his face. Then the helmet of the armor disappears into black smoke, and the face of a woman with eyes of the same colour appears on long, glossy black hair.

A Japanese beauty whose pity and beauty go hand in hand to describe her as a Yamato. The age looks about the same as mine, but the wrapped atmosphere is somewhere powerful.

"Shall I introduce myself again... I was summoned to this world as I once was a student in Daejong's Japan, refused to return to the original world, and, with the help of Master Chrome, 'a former Japanese reincarnated from man to demon'... for Mr. Miyama, you can call me a man of the past"

"... Daejong..."

If you try to explain it, it could certainly be possible and natural. In this world, valiant summonses have been made many times for over a thousand years. In simple calculations, there are about 100 brave men who have been summoned so far, and it is no surprise that some of them wanted to live permanently in this world.

"Oh, don't worry. Sure, I was a Dae-jung person... but due to the properties of the Summoning Magic Team, they can return properly immediately after the time at the time of the summons when it comes to repatriation a year later. Even if you miss that repatriation, if you ask the Creator to do so. However, in that case, the time in the world seems to be progressing a little bit, but it won't be decades at a time. In my case, it's been hundreds of years since I was summoned."

……

"I also know how it feels not to be able to keep up with understanding. I did, too, when I first came to this world."

Without being able to respond to Mr. Noyne's words, which he explains in a calm woman's voice, rather than in an oddly tall voice until earlier, Mr. Noyne smiles and tells him he understands his feelings.

"Well, to put it that way... I'm a special example, but for Mr. Miyama, I can also say he's a senior summoner, so I thought I could answer a lot of questions."

"Ha ha..."

As it was, Mr. Noyne spoke in a calm tone, letting me talk about his experiences.

Suddenly she came to different worlds, confused stories, differences in culture and common sense with Japan, things that have been passed down from different worlds since she was summoned, etc... she really told me a lot of stories.

In fact, the words of the predecessors who experienced life in different worlds from the summoning of the brave are often helpful for my own future, and if I realized it, I forgot time and listened.

After the whole conversation, Mr. Noyne gets up from his chair and smiles and throws words at him.

"... I don't know if I'm empty anymore. But... the wish that was in my heart -" Treasure "could be found in this world. So I'm sure Mr. Miyama can find it, too. I know there's confusion and confusion, but please enjoy the past year."

"... Yes"

I could tell by the words. I guess someone similar to me that Crowe used to talk about is about Mr. Noyne... and Mr. Noyne was able to find it. I think that's why she chose the option of staying in this world and reincarnating into the Devil Nation.

And she came to me today and told me about her experience... maybe it was a kind gift from Cro. Maybe it's far-fetched advice to me that I haven't even been able to answer my own emotions yet.

I don't know what's gonna happen to me. Whether you can find what you want to do or end up not finding it, there will be no answer where I just thought about it. Just a little, maybe just a little... I saw Mr. Noyne smiling with an unmistakable smile and said I could be like that too... I felt that way.

I put the cup I had in my hand and then stood up, and as I moved my gaze around, I quickly found the person I was looking for.

Until earlier, we would have talked all over the place with the skewers in one hand, but at some point we are away from the others and we are lowering our hips just beside the flowing river.

I didn't have to think deeply to understand that maybe you were waiting for me. There is space next to her sitting on that evidence, and the others have either guessed it or stayed away.

"... or why tatami?

"Yeah? That's it. You're a wasabi!

"Wasabi rust......?

"Was that a shame?"

Well, I feel like there's something different at the moment about tatami on the river edge, but even more so now.

Sit next to the same chrome, feeling a grin on your reminiscent mouth, slamming pom pom and tatami space.

Quietly flowing river sounds and slightly drifting leafy aromas, a quiet and calm air as if it were a lie to the earlier liveliness.

"... is it time?

"Yeah?"

The lights go out as Chro growls so, his vision darkens for a moment, but it quickly turns to another color.

"Oh, oh..."

That was a fantastic sight. At the end of my gaze, every leaf of the trees on the opposite bank shines a pale light, a sight as if the entire forest were to be lit up.

"Say the trees around here are light trees. It builds up a little bit of magic in the air and emits light once a month."

"Wow, I don't know what to say... I'm just saying I'll be overwhelmed..."

"Isn't it beautiful?

"Oh."

The light was never as strong as a puncture in the eye, but as gentle and pale as the firefly emitted, combined with the light reflecting on the surface of the water, it felt as if it was also in the sea of stars.

"If this is all beautiful, it must be a popular place..."

"That's already very popular. But I rented it out all over the place!

"Wow, that sounds like a bad statement."

"haha"

You can tell by this sight, but it still sounds like a pretty famous attraction here. But it looks like it's out of boulder. There's no loose clo, I don't know what means I used, but they're renting it out.

Well, it looks like you and the president of the Great Chamber of Commerce have connections, and if you're curious about that, maybe you can do the rough stuff. Uh-huh, I realized that Crowe was a great opponent again for what I said. Should I use reverence or something, too?

"... um, I need you to talk to me like you always do."

"… Copy"

"Nice."

"Ha."

He said it was too expressive. My thoughts were immediately conveyed, and Crowe turns his gaze of protest to this one as he swells his cheeks adorably. That's cute, dude.

But I don't know what to say... okay, these conversations. It feels very calm, or comfortable like my shoulder strength falls out with fatigue.

"... Chro, thank you"

"Yeah?"

"No, you take care of me and burn me..."

"I'm just doing what I want, right?

"Still, I wanted to thank you properly."

"Oh well... then you're welcome. Is that it?"

I don't even dislike the silence I visit after a short conversation, I feel calm and comfortable.

"Eh!

"Huh? Hey - Huh!?

When I was giving myself up to a gentle atmosphere, I was suddenly pulled down by a clo with a force that I could not imagine from its little body, feeling a soft feeling on my head and losing my words.

After a few moments, I realized that I was wearing a so-called knee pillow, but I couldn't help but breathe in a smiling look on Clo's face, illuminated by a lighter light.

It's not an innocent smile like the usual child, it's like the mother sees the child - even describe it as motherhood? He's just smiling, but he's kind enough to be enveloped. And the soft, warm knee feel you feel on the back of your head.

……

Chlo says nothing as it is and strokes my hair with a gentle hand with a smile on his face.

A situation where you say how much older than I am, you look perfectly knee-pillowed by a beautiful girl Cro. It shouldn't be strange if you were supposed to be jumping up in embarrassment, but you can't move your body or your head to the kind of golden eyes that you see everything and the comfort of being embraced.

"... a little bit, did you get tired too?

"Huh?"

"Kite's a sweet girl, isn't she? I think about the people around me."

……

"Of all the kids summoned this time, Kite is the oldest. If Kate looks anxious, the kids around her will get anxious, too. You swallow anxiety and haste and you feel restless."

……

Oh well - should I say after all, or should I say boulder... clo is a prospect for everything.

I felt that way somehow. Because Crowe has been doing that since we met, so when I'm about to think about something too deeply, you can say that there's no clapping, and you blow up any extra thoughts... On the contrary, when you're going to feel anxious, you ask me stupid and affirm it... so I can feel safe talking to Crowe.

"I think I'm really cool with kids who can do that naturally. But you're not just tired, it's something that builds up in your mind. Little by little before you even know who you are..."

"Yes... maybe"

"Did you have fun today, Kate?

"Oh, I'm surprised at so many things, and I don't feel like I've had an easy conversation without matching around. Thanks to Cro..."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that."

Pale and fantastic light, gentle feeling to stroke your head, a smile full of mercy staring straight at this one. Really, Crowe's right, maybe I was saving up for tiredness at some point. Ever since I came to another world, no, maybe long before that...

"Kate, now it's just a little, just a little... sweeten me. Why don't we just take a little break? To try again tomorrow... right?

"... oh"

I hear a gentle voice like a lullaby, and my eyelids fall off with a sense of unspeakable relief.

What I feel is a warm feeling, a sweet fragrance, and a gently stained voice...

"It's okay. I'll be right beside you..."

Listening to those words, my consciousness sank into mellow, remembering the old days.

Dear Mother, Father - this may be the first time I think 'since you've been gone'. I was able to be sweet to someone...