What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

Oh... no more, no more.

I don't know why.

You think the moon is red?

You need to know where this place is.

You think he only remembers himself, about his name?

Honestly, I don't know what that means.

Whose fault is it? After all, me? Because I did something? This, some kind of punishment?

He said, "Hush, fly, fly."

There was a strange voice somewhere. It was a girl's voice. I look around. We are twelve. Eight men. There are four girls...... but then, there is one kid who is a little suspicious. Look at you all the time, you're like a girl, and you have breasts, but, like, are you really a girl? Only one kid like that, there is.

That's fine for now, we have twelve.

The voice now, I don't think, was those twelve...

Behind us stands the tower.

The child came out from behind the tower, peeping.

"Hey, hey. Guys. Nice to meet you. It's your Hiramu. Yikes. Yikes. Ha-ha."

Hiramu? Name......?

Twin tails, tiny. She's cute.

I just felt like I was older than I looked. Either way, I don't like the Lolli-like pedigree that much. I don't like fake lollies any more. Lori wants you to be Lori the monophone.

"Hmm... are you..."

A silver-haired Ponchi Keita put her right hand in front of her face and pointed her left index finger at her.

"So is it the use of the Holy King...?

"Shh. Oh?

Hiramu put on his little neck,

"Mmm. Are you there? Perhaps it's not the use of Seo-oh?

"So you work for Janavar, the dark wizard who plots to shut the world to darkness...!?"

"Ha ha..."

Hiramu grinned as troubled and turned to his side, chirping and tongue-in-cheek,

"... is a deviation, this. Something like that..."

And I said it in a pretty small voice. I heard it, but some of you might not have. I mean, maybe more people didn't hear me. At least, I didn't seem to hear Keita.

"Apparently, Janavar's men... what the hell do you want from me!? Give me half the world, so I can help you with your ambition accomplishments...?

"That's not what I'm talking about."

"Chi, are you not...!?"

"And, and, and for now!

And suddenly, the man with the mushroom cut, he pinched his mouth.

"Well, well, well, well... well, why don't you listen to my twin tail daughter... I don't even think about it, and I thought it might be more constructive to do that..."

"And ooh!

Hiramu pointed at the eyeglass boy badly,

"Well, I'd love to. That's right. Everyone comes to this Grimgal, and it doesn't bother the right or the left. It depends on how foolish you are to follow Hiramu first.

"Um."

And, puffy, the man whose hair was creeping like a cloud raised his hand.

"Yes, what is it?!?"

When nominated by Hiramu, the puffy man rubs his stomach,

"I'm hungry..."

You know what?

Hiramu stepped on the estate waste.

"What is it, you guys? Oh! It's so that, it doesn't feel too subtle to be bulky or sloppy! Ian, with that!? Ian! Because Hiramu's job is to take you guys to the Forged Soldiers office! It's the rest of it. - Okay, I know. It's not this way. That's why! I'm coming! If you don't follow me, I don't care what happens. Yes, yes, Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh."

Hiramu walked off, and some of them were followed and started chasing after him.

I got lost. But when you look, where we came out of the tower, it's already closed. I can't go back inside the tower. It also feels like what do I do when I go back? Hiramu, is that all? He said something like that, but I still don't know where this is. Naturally, there's nowhere I want to go. I don't even know where to go.

"What's wrong?"

And, how challenging, the hairy man slapped me around my shoulder blade, pounding, and I accidentally,

"Huh."

And I screamed and flew away.

"Huh... what?

The hairy chara guy seems surprised, but I'm the one who surprised him.

"Hey, what, what, what... what? Hey, what is it?

"Huh. What. Because it's stopped. I'm not going. - Think about it. That's all."

"Oh, that's all. That's all. Why are you touching me?

"No, over... hey, isn't that it? Didn't you just say Po?

"I don't need it!? Pooh! You don't need it!? No need to touch it!?"

"Well, no..."

"Don't touch me!?"

"Wow, he said I got it. Sorry."

The hairy chara man put his hands together and let him do the wink.

"I'm sorry. I apologize. Right? I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be so angry. I didn't touch it consciously at all. I'll be careful. I'm sorry. Forgive me. Right?"

Honestly, I thought to myself it might be too pretty. But because I was surprised.

"... fine"

"Sorry."

The hairy chara man lowered his head gabbling.

"Sorry! I won't do it anymore! Forgive me! I'm reflecting!

"Yes, I'm telling you!? No!? That's it..."

"No, really."

The hairy chara man raised his head, but has a strange look on his face.

"I'm sorry. What, what's your name?

"... Kazura, but"

"You're a mess. Ah. Call it off, okay? You want to put something on, Mr. Kazra?

"... fine. Anything."

"Ugh. Seriously? No, but I'm gonna go with Mr. Kazra. Don't you?

"No, it's not..."

"Ah. Good. Oh, me, Michio. Mitch's fine, but Michio's fine."

"... then, in Michio"

"Yeah. Okay. Ah. Right. So, you're not going?

"Huh?"

"Here."

We are on the hill. The tower stood on this hill, and as I went down, I was surrounded by walls...... the city? There's something like that.

Michio pointed that way.

"Guys, they're gone. If we keep this up, we're gonna put him down. Why don't we go, too?

It's true.

All ten of you who glanced at me and Michio follow Hiramu down the hill.

"Yes, go"

"Right. You have to go, for once. Come on, go, Mr. Kazra."

That's what Michio said, trying to grab my wrist.

"Wow. Sorry! I almost screwed up again!

And I pulled my hand on the brink.

"I'm sorry. Forgive me for not touching you. No. Mr. Kazra, come on because he's cute."

"Or is it cute!?"

"Yeah. So, follow me. But really, I won't touch it - from. Don't worry."

"... or not cute!?"

"No, it's cute. Is that what you mean? What? Subjectivity? Because it's a problem. Maybe it's not the same thing you think Mr. Kazra is cute as I am, but if you think I'm cute, because that's cute for me... er, what? I don't know. I'm losing it. Anyway, I'm that one, I think you're cute about Mr. Kazra. And this."

And Michio let him touch his left cheek.

I put my fingertips on my left cheek, too.

I know what's out there.

Michio grinned.

"You look great. Tattoo. What? The pattern. Flowers? Cute, cool"

"... thanks"

I turned down and rubbed my left cheek hard. The more distorted your face, the stronger it is.

I know.

This part has a four-leaf clover tattoo.

I know.

But that this tattoo doesn't suit me.

But I don't know.

When, where and why I put this tattoo.

I don't look good in tattoos. Still, I was just a little, glad Michio told me you looked "good".

If I were "normal," I might have been attracted to it because I thought it would be a little better.

But I don't like boys, I like girls.

I know that.