The Former Hero Wants To Lead An Ordinary Life c2

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2. A Demon King in the Previous Life (1)

I was a Demon King in the previous life.

…The “self-declared Demon King” (nickname) transfer student who declared such thing with a serious look, was swiftly slapped with the label of “chuunibyou” by the current society.

Look, I told you so.

Haven’t you learned the art of living in the modern society until now? I looked at my cla.s.smates, who already held him at a distance, further back away from him.

If you don’t want the “weirdo” or “chuunibyou” label attached to you, you should match your pace according to the people surrounding you, not stand out, not kick up a fuss and live while adapting to the society. Of course, I want to keep away from pointless trouble and dispute so I never said “I was a Hero in my previous life~” even as a joke.

But then again, no one will believe me even if I said that.

—————That guy’s statement must be completely unbelievable to the surrounding people.

Sure enough, Demon King Suzuki became an existence that was perfectly left out in the cla.s.s.

In the first place, we are still grade school students.

We are third grade elementary school students.
In other words, brats.

For us who were adults in our previous lives (no, I don’t actually know the age of the Demon King) to be mixed in with such brats, a lot of things are severe.

Hahaha, you’re making me laugh.

By the way, there is no study cheat.

I am weak at kanji (Chinese characters).

Because I remembered the language in my previous life, I had a hard time getting used to its difference in syntax and vocabulary with j.a.panese. I talked using the previous language when I was young, but it worried my parents so I stopped it. It took time for me to consent in my heart that everything was in the past, but I was able to get over it because fortunately, I was blessed with parents unlike in the previous life.

I reincarnated.

That is fine.

…And yet, just when I finally consented, why did the “Demon King” appeared before me?

He is the Demon King.

The previous him had bluish purple hair.

However, there is also a common part.

…The part where despite having a villain’s face, he had well-ordered features that you could say he’s handsome, was totally the same.

For him to have a different appearance, but still have that only common part…

Even though he’s beautiful, you can’t hold feelings of affection at all from that face which seems to be plotting something evil.

No, that appearance is probably appropriate for him in a certain sense since he’s scheming for world domination.

At the very least, it was not a look that wanted to make friends.

But I have a glimpse that he will mature into an outrageous lady-killer after several years pa.s.s.

Actually, the Demon King of the previous life was like that.

To say nothing of the demon race, even human women willingly wish to throw themselves at him—– his reputation was well-known and there wasn’t a lack of rumors about his love affairs.

I was also popular because I was the Hero, but I think I completely lost in that area.

…I-it’s not like I’m annoyed or anything, said the tsundere¹.

After the Demon King transferred, I avoided him so as not to get involved with him as much as possible.

When I hurriedly pretended not to know and escaped every time he tried to talk to me, such thing eventually stopped. I think he gave up quickly because he’s obviously a person with high pride.

It would be the best if we become estranged as just mere cla.s.smates.

…Although I thought so, one day, I discovered it.

His indoor shoes were thrown away in the trash box.

It was inevitable. That day, I was on garbage duty. Finding something strange was an inevitability.

Why were the shoes thrown away? I was the one who picked them up obediently but when I saw the name of the owner, I frowned.

Suzuki.
It was the Demon King’s indoor shoes.

…… That reminds me, the Demon King often wears slippers for the visitors recently.

There’s no way he would throw it away by himself or something. No matter how much of a Demon King he is.

It stinks of trouble.

The Demon King doesn’t break his haughty att.i.tude in the cla.s.sroom.

It’s probably only me who can allow that “because he’s a Demon King”.

Anyway, he doesn’t follow the rule of the cla.s.s.

He has no spirit of cooperation at all.

It’s impossible to get along because of this.

In the eyes of the Demon King, he probably can’t understand why he must do something so petty.
However, as for everyone in the cla.s.s, they can’t understand why is it only the Demon King who doesn’t do what everyone does.

It was reasonable consequence that a friction will be born there.

(It because of that, huh…he’s a Demon King after all.)

If I were to say, the fact that the Demon King is properly going to school is a miracle in itself.

Because the guy who intensely murdered humans in the previous life is sitting side by side in desks and is studying with humans, such a surreal scene is impossible.

In the beginning, I was considerably cautious.

However, he did not harm the people around even if I was cautious for a while.

Therefore, I felt slightly relieved but…

For the time being, I neatly removed the dust of the shoes I found and secretly returned it to his shoe rack. Returning it face-to-face is troublesome. If it has nothing to do with me, I do not want to get involved as much as possible.

Although I was thinking that, these acts that seemed to be bullying escalated everyday.

———-Unexpectedly, the Demon King is weak.

Even if he was a Demon King who took pride in being the strongest in the previous life, right now he is no more than a small kid who cannot use magic. When I see the appearance of him being pushed by our cla.s.smates, I harbored slightly complex feelings.

Actually, this can also be applied to me, but the Demon King is placed in an overwhelming disadvantage when he’s approached by several people. He can’t use his hands and feet, and he also refused to do so.

The people who bully the Demon King were not only our cla.s.smates, the uppercla.s.smen gradually joined before anyone noticed.

I saw the Demon King surrounded by uppercla.s.smen in the corner of the schoolyard and hallways, but I turned a blind eye to it and did not do anything.

Our eyes met only once but…he did not ask for help.

He did not go to other humans to for protection either.

The Demon King, who killed humans in reckless abandon as if they were worms in the previous life, putting up a tough exterior for human brats was pitiful.

The Demon King’s height is also short, even his body is slender and his face looked like a villain’s but he has a small build similar to that of a delicate girl—– at any rate, he was frail.

That frail body was blown off before my eyes during our physical education cla.s.s.

Today’s cla.s.s was dodge ball.

Hase, who had the best physique in the cla.s.s and moreover nicknamed heaven-sent child of dodging, hit the ball against somewhere near the Demon King’s head.

The Demon King who received the hit was blown off sideways and was flung against the ground.

I heard a terrible sound and his bare kneecap sc.r.a.ped against the ground, the skin was peeled off and blood oozed out at once. The Demon King’s blood was red.

…At this late hour, I received an impact at something like that.

“Suzuki! Are you alright!?”

The teacher who was acting as the referee ran up to the Demon King in a hurry.

However, the Demon King stood up by himself although he was bleeding and a.s.serted, “I’m alright,” in his usual proud tone.

“Don’t mind me and continue the game.”

Even if the ball hits, it’s invalid in the rules of dodge ball if it was against the head.

In other words, he won’t be eliminated and will remain in the court to continue the game. However, it’s impossible to continue playing the game just like that with the Demon King’s condition.

Hase looks somewhat pale, too.

(He totally aimed for that.)

Hase is one of the guys who regularly harrased the Demon King.

To the extent that it would not be strange if he could do that without batting an eye.

“No, you have to go to the infirmary and treat it right now…”

“I am a Demon King so such injury is nothing.”

He’s a Demon King who won’t listen to other’s suggestion. The teacher had a troubled look saying, “how should I persuade this problem child who’s claiming something incomprehensible”.

“Hurry up and resume the game.”

He also orders the teacher calmly. …His eyes were glaring straight at Hase and not the teacher as he did that.

He’s terribly unyielding.

“If you think I will give in to a human, you’re greatly mistaken. Because you are destined to grovel at my feet sooner or later. ”

The teacher called the Health Committee representative at last when he saw that the situation’s getting nowhere.

“Satou!”

…The health committee representative was me. As if.

There is a girl with the family name Satou in the cla.s.s.

She is the Health Committee representative and I am the Sports Committee representative.

Nevertheless, the teacher’s gaze and even the surrounding’s gazes are fixed on me.

…By the way, the gaze of the Demon King is included in that, too.

It’s a different Satou, the atmosphere made me unable to say that. To begin with, Satou-san the Health Committee representative should be here. Where did she disappear to?

“I will not go to the infirmary, Alois.”

“So your memories have not returned yet?”
“It probably won’t return for life.”

I don’t have the memories of Alois.

I gripped the arm of the Demon King and forcibly pulled him out the court.

“Hey! Let go! I would not be satisfied if I cannot take my revenge.”

“What did you say…!?”

“With your social standing, Alois, saying whatever you want…!”

“Are you defying your Master?”
“It’s because you’re not my Master.”

I dragged the resisting Demon King to the infirmary.

The Demon King was so powerless that I can kill him easily right now.

…I’m amazed that he can readily declare something like conquering the world at this state. How can you have the spirit to conquer, Demon King?

“…Suzuki, why are you so obsessed about the Demon King? No matter who you were in the previous life, you’re already a human. Then it’s logical to live as a human.”

On the way to the infirmary, I asked about what has been on my mind for a long time.

I didn’t expect an answer.

Because it always irritated me when I see it.

Be it the Demon King or the Hero, they’re existences that are not needed in this world anymore.

Shouldn’t you live freely?
Not as a Demon King or the Hero, but just an ordinary human.

“I only know how to live as a Demon King.”

I flipped my lid for some reason.

“What the heck is that!?”

When I let go of my grip on his arm and glared at him, the Demon King…stared back at me with an expression similar to that of a lost child.

“I do not know how I should live besides that.”
“…what the heck is that.”

I lost my temper at once.

“How is it to live as a human? I…cannot think myself as a human.”
“…….”

I myself also have a memory of that feeling.

Although I was a human in the previous life…I remember the sensation of killing monsters, people of the demon race and the Demon King with these hands.

It cannot be forgotten even if you want to forget, a sensation that clings to the soul.

“Why…why do memories of previous life exist?”

“No. …It’s you. Those…are memories that you’re better off forgetting.”

The Demon King suddenly laughed.
It was a lovely smile you won’t expect from a Demon King.

“As I thought, you believe it.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“No one believes that I am a Demon King. Even my parents treat me as a madman. And yet, on the first day I transferred, you were the only one who looked at me in the eyes, you did not deny me. Therefore, I am sure you are Alois…even if you do not have your memories.”

Who the h.e.l.l is Alois?

Was he a comrade who held enormous trust from the Demon King?

(But I don’t remember an aide with that name…)

I still remember the names of his famous aides.

However, he might be an influential person to be given the position of First Retainer².

“Like I said, I am not Alois.”

How many times have we had this exchange?
Mostly, the Demon King is persistent.

“My name is Satou.”

“It’s not a seasoning.”

…But I properly understood what you want to say.

It’s a parallel world so it’s possible.
During childhood, I was quite confused.

Cloud(k.u.mo;雲) and spider(k.u.mo;蜘蛛).

Rain(ame;雨) and candy(ame;飴).

j.a.panese has too many h.o.m.onyms. I found it difficult to understand why the “ame” which is eaten for snack is the same as the “ame” that falls from the sky. j.a.panese is complicated. The young me happily thought, “candy falls from the sky~!” …Pffft, it’s a cute memory.

Well, there’s also a difference in culture so there were various hards.h.i.+ps, but I’m still glad I was born in this world.

I have parents, I also have a house and I’m not troubled with finding a living, I can even go to school.

There was a place where I am taught what I don’t understand. I know that I’m very blessed.

…Perhaps, it was also the reason why the Demon King doesn’t stop coming to school even if he was bullied, I incidentally had that sort of thought.

I handed over the Demon King to the nurse and quickly returned to the cla.s.sroom.

Footnotes:

1. Tsundere. Someone who acts/says things opposite their real feelings.

2. First Retainer. I’m not sure if this position exist. It just means “number 1 close-aide”. I guess if you’re a Demon King with a lot of subordinates, you’ll want to rank them by strength. This position is more like a right-hand man, or like a vice president if you will.

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