What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

"... uh. You ate."

When I slap him in the belly, he's swollen and pampered like he's pregnant.

"Are you all right?

Millilu's frowning a little and staring down at my face in exchange for noticing.

"Mmm. I wonder."

"So, it's not okay, so it's awesome!? What am I supposed to do..."

"No, I'm fine."

"... good"

"I don't know how you saw it. You just ate too much. Are you sure it's okay?"

"I'm worried because I'm like no other Xaragi."

Milliu says so with a perhaps serious look, stroking my head softly or combing my hair with his fingers.

I, uh, snorted,

"Right. Well, whatever you're worried about, leave it to yourself. But not to the extent that it's annoying."

"Yes, sir."

Millilu grinned and gave him a nod.

By the way, I'm on the bed in the bedroom reserved for us at Milliu's house.

In a little more detail, if you do and on a big bed, I'm knee-pillow by Milliu.

I really wanted to do that, and Milliu wouldn't ask me, so I couldn't help but let her knee pillow me.

Momohina rolls off her bed earlier and sleeps straight on the floor.

The strawberries are round at the edge of the bed to rest.

The light in the room is dark there because there is one cage filled with glowing mushrooms and the cover is just turned.

After that, the strawberry fell down using a miracle of light.

The magic wasn't complete, and I didn't heal completely, but I managed to recover to a point where I didn't die soon enough. Thanks to this, everywhere was going to be meta fucking painful and I was going to hate everything.

That said, I wasn't going to die, the strawberries are unconscious, and Momohina just made a scene and Milliu stayed grated, so I just had to do something about it myself.

It was just impossible to do something on my own, so I let Milliu calm down and bring in a spelldoctor from Arnotu. But the curse doctor was more of that high-spirited Ariarea. I thought I might die like this, but he treated me well, unexpectedly. And then, too, Temuzin.

"Why not?"

And when I asked, Ariarea had a nasty look,

Who do you think I am?

I replied.

"If you couldn't heal this amount of wounds, it would be a breakdown of the Landuloir family. In the first place, whoever can save, whether the opponent is an inferior person like you or a dwarf, saves. That's what the curse doctor does, and he's proud of it. Though I wouldn't understand it for a lower bitchy human flair. Nevertheless…"

Ariarea glanced at Kimaira's body for a moment,

"I can't believe you accomplished the ritual of evil. I don't think Mr. Milliu is the only one who can do it. Even that Reelia is said to have been impossible by herself. Who are you people?"

I told him I was just a hero and his servant.

Alijarea looked weird.

Then we went back to Arnotu with a strawberry on a temuzine that was in a coma using up our magical powers.

The story of us taking down Kimyra was already widespread, and a large number of elves welcomed us.

Among them, of course, was Milliu's father.

My prophecy came true.

His father came running and embraced Milliu without blinding him. There were tears in its eyes. Huh? I told you. I'm gonna bark you in the face. I could have made him laugh, but I stopped. Milliu seemed happy. Well, I'll give you a break.

And with our return too soon, and our preparations there, a feast to celebrate the victory began.

I saw a new side of the elf at the feast.

The elves are not dusty or great at 46: 00, either, but they sometimes take their wings off.

Old and young, cheerfully drink, sing, laugh, talk and dance.

Plus, the elves vary. Some of them wanted to hear about our martial arts traditions, or they've been shouldering each other. The few young man elves favored us, among other things. The female elf usually stays tall, but some still tried to get me to drink herbal liquor or invite strawberries and momomohinas to dance along the way.

Millilu seemed to improve his ratings a lot in this major pattern. At least, there were no elves in the table who behaved like they were making fun of Milliu. There seems to be some elves that aren't in elf shape, and there was a scene where they would surround Milliu and talk about "healthy elf clubs" and formation of their own. It's just that, among the "healthy elves," Millilu's opium was a dant.

It's right on top of me.

If I hold my head up for a second, it'll be all over my forehead.

"Hey, Milliu."

"Yes, Master Kisaragi"

"Opie, let me touch you."

"What..."

Milliu closed his eyes and leaned back a little.

"So... go ahead"

"Mmm..."

Who told you to cover my face with a dick?

It's not as painful as it gets, okay?

I stayed put for a while.

You should be comfortable, but you're an asshole.

"... Enough"

"What? Is that okay? This is all... so?

"What more can I do?"

"Oh, well, if it's what Master Kisaragi wants..."

"You're following me."

"Yes..."

Milliu said something. That's what I'm doing.

If you have something to say, you can say it, but you don't try to open your mouth.

I sighed.

"What are you going to do now?"

"... what do you say?

"You're an elf. You're the heir to the Mercurians."

"Yes, but"

"Me, Figs and Momohina are different. It's obvious."

"I... eh"

Milliu touched me to wrap my cheeks with his palms, and once, I pulled my lips together.

"… I serve Lady Xaragi. That will remain the same. inconvenience......?

"If it's annoying, I'm getting rid of it"

I closed my eyes.

"I'm tired. Sleep."

"Yes."

Apparently, I fell asleep instantly.

When I woke up, I was lying down and Milliu hugged me.

Milliu is trying to hold my head. My face is almost buried in Milliu's opium, a little breathless.

I stopped trying to tell you...

Don't disturb your breathing.

I'm still asleep.

Make yourself asleep.

I pretended to sleep.

Something tells me I have to.

Clear your ears.

I can't hear anything.

Quiet.

But there are signs.

He's here.

Something.

Behind me.

Right next to the bed.

I'm not just here. If that were the case, it wouldn't be like this. Like this? Like what?

It's like ice in your heart.

It's cold, it sucks.

I don't know who it is, but I felt like I heard a really faint, but breathtaking sound from the one behind me.

"Huh...!

I rolled every milieu. Throw the pillow to your hand.

He slashed his pillow silently.

A sword.

He has a sword.

The light stays on. It's not dark in the room.

He's a black jerk, and he looks like he's only got eyes out, so he's unknown after all. It only means you're shaped like a human being.

Like.

It's just, like, I'm not human. Arms.

I have four arms.

'... a chaser...'

There's a word back in my brain.

"of the Immortals... watch out, watch out... I'm sure, to take it back..."

At the time of death, a man named Saji left a word.

He has it, the sword.

Red copper sword body.

"Seoul collector......!?"

He doesn't talk. They try to slaughter me silently. Would I have been able to squeeze?

Anyway, as a result, I didn't have to.

"Ha-ha!

Momohina.

I don't know when I woke up, but Momohina planted a sliding tackle on him.

He jumped, but Momohina has already moved on to the next attack.

Kick. Kick. Kick.

It's a ghostly serial kick, and he's focused on dodging it.

but......,

"Momohina, be careful! It's the Seoul Collector he's got! If they do, they're gonna die!

"Uh-huh!

Momohina jumped instantly, putting the wand to his hand.

What will he do?

It was dull.

"Moktekiwa, Hatashita"

Low, crouched, his voice...... is it?

That's how he laughed.

I'm not sure because he's hiding his face, but I think he probably laughed.

"Oh......"

I tried to stop him.

I did that, even though it's pointless.

He flinched.

Quick.

The door was about a third open.

I'm leaving the room.

The door closed.

"Out of the way, Milliu!

He pushed Milliu, still asleep and half tangled up with me, and jumped out of bed.

Momohina was chasing him first, and he just opened the door.

I went out in the hallway, too.

Momohina looks at left and right alternately.

"... ugh. I wonder which one."

"You lost him."

I said a few words and shook my head.

Seriously.

You're lying.

It's not a dream or anything.

"... no"

Reality.

I went back to my room.

"Dear Xaragi...?

I hear it's finally happening. Milliu is sitting on the bed.

"... Huh? What, did you lie to me?

Strawberries are awake, too, but they seem to be asleep.

I looked around the room.

I can't tell you for sure because it's dim, but I just lost the Demon Sword Soul collector that was standing on the wall, and nothing else seems to have changed.

"Nothing."

I put my hips down on the bed.

"It's just that they stole the Seoul Collector"

"... Oh, yeah"

And the fig, he yawned, and fell asleep, and jumped immediately.

"They stole it! Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep...!?"