"Hey..."

A few of the other staff members who were waiting will quickly come near me straw and be taken into custody.

"Hey..."

I just tried to shake off an arm grabbed to resist, but - I stopped moving when I saw those guys' faces.

... and while he hesitates, he is handcuffed properly and deprived of an opportunity (chance) to escape.

(Dude... I would do too much handcuffs or whatever...)

I also lost my temper to rumble.... I'm going to abduct you so dignified that you probably won't get caught up in a terrible way. If only my predictions had been met... though.

The harm of colour orienting rampant by women's clothing, kisses, etc., or even if participants are restrained in handcuffs, they just look interesting from around them, and no one is likely to help. I guess they think it's a new hobby or just a performance thing.

It would be possible to cover the situation if we just made a loud noise... but I didn't.

"Follow me as an adult."

Take one sigh instead and follow the word.

Led by the glasses staff and taken out of the main arena, the one I headed to was a holding room in the hall.

So what was waiting for me was still the person I expected - but it was unexpected for the other person, who showed a rare and pure surprise face to me when I came in.

"Sho...? Why are you here?

"That's what I wanna hear."

I had a brother in the holding room.

Not just my brother, but several other school students were trying to surround that brother, and besides, all of them wore similar glasses. Glasses glasses glasses whether you look right or left. I only have glasses headed by my brother.... is a legion of glasses.

By the way, all the guys who've been holding me in the interrogation booth were eyeglasses. Are the entry conditions glasses? Then the bare-eyed guy comes off the hook, so I guess I can turn around and exit right now.

"I brought you here because your brother's A-point assignment was to apologize and improve your relationship with someone you're confused with."

The glasses staff who took me pushed me all the way back and prompted me to go to my brother.... apparently it doesn't have to be glasses. I knew it, but I'm sorry.

I had no choice but to walk to my brother's sight.

If you look at your brother's reaction, you can see that this encounter was not made at his behest.

My brother is belly black, has a bad personality, and he's a schemer, but he doesn't use someone else to imitate these farce things.... Especially against me.

Even if I harassed you with my hands, I never did it in a previous life when I was born as different as heaven and earth, such as to force you to apologize. Such a place made me feel unnecessarily humble, stirred up anti-ideation (oh), and a twisted attitude was also part of it.

The misconduct between "brave men" and "clerics" was famous among Demon King crusaders.

- So I've been through this and similar accomplishments several times in my previous life.

Those who admired my brother and dumped him were many in their previous lives, and they were hostile or disgusted with me against my brother.

... Maybe even in this world a group of people admiring their brother is formed in this school, and the guys here are part of it.

I don't feel any clear hostility from the guys who brought me in or the guys surrounding my brother to do harm here.

But the pressure exerted by the surroundings just to apologize was considerable.

(... I don't like it)

I ignored the pressure of my gaze that pierced me with my hiccups and turned to me.

- Even if I'm disqualified here, I'm not willing to apologize.

Even my brother shouldn't be asking for an apology for being forced to withdraw.

Being someone you don't think of anything about, to make things smooth, maybe I won't strain my mind or anything, and I'll even bow down as easily as one or two heads. Depending on the situation, we can also use the authenticity and pre-construction separately.

But - I don't have a head to lower to this brother. 'Cause it's useless to just make a flimsy apology or something.

"Waste of time"

... I thought for a moment that my heart's voice came out of my mouth.

That's how exquisite the timing was for my brother to represent my feelings.

"My brother is not a man who bends his beliefs so easily. Look at this face."

Grab the cuffs with one hand and play with the other hand sticking out my cheek for fun.

"... don't do it"

"Not to mention someone else forcing me to bow my head...... I also well understand that I would be mad if I were to imitate such pride thrown away. - If it's such a cheap head, I wouldn't hesitate to step on it."

... you do-s.

I don't know if I'm gonna get trampled.

I mean, am I supposed to expose my nature in front of these guys? Your makeup's peeling off all over you, huh?

"Phew, Vice Chairman...!?

"Dear Chiba...!

... Look, I knew they wouldn't pull me... -

"Thousand wings in S mode are nice too..."

"I want to be trampled..."

"... numb"

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I said S is nice or something. Oi. It is an unexpected reaction.

Instead of pulling it, some of them even had a sloppy look on their face, and I pulled it better... Are you kidding me?

"Nice outfit, Sho.... What's the matter with you?

"These guys what"

"It's my pretty SS."

I thought that would be the place. They're all glasses. Do you want your eyeglass fetish brother to like you that much?............... you want to be liked.

"... kidnapping is a crime. Keep it real."

"I won't be evil."

"There's something wrong with defining evil."

On the verge of being handcuffed, he hit his desperate colored eyes over his glasses and stopped resisting. I don't like those eyes. I can't move.

Sure, I guess there was no malice.

But even if it is an action triggered by good intentions or justice, this one, which I put on orienting, is clearly going too far.

"... give me the keys"

I got the key from the student staff who brought me in, and my brother uncuffed me and untied me.

And smile at the guys around you watching you become worried.

"Thank you for bringing my brother. I appreciate your feelings."

"... Vice Chairman... eh"

"You worried about me. He was depressed. You did it for me, didn't you?

"No... that's what we did on our own...!

"We are gravely aware that it is an act that has gone too far!

"I'm ready to scold you!

"Rather scold me...... gohohohohoho"

"In reward...... gehogeho"

"Stopped...... Ghogho"

- At the end of the day, the guys who almost ran the real thing, they rushed to cough up and misled me, but they find out. I'm not deluded.... Are you okay, these guys?

My brother smiled somewhere bitter and shook his head loosely at the SS people (including some M) who verbally recruited him.

"No, it's my downfall that put useless worries on you guys. I'm talking about you guys, so I guess I've already rooted out measures for the school. - However, this kind of imitation must not be repeated."

Did you switch questions to me, or was that question box a fake in itself? Either way, it is clear misconduct. And if you're not carrying in the school staff themselves to execute them, it's impossible to do whatever you think. It would be a cult group of M&Ms (an acronym for glasses and mazo, never about a certain chocolate), but there was something hard to insult about these guys' organizational abilities.

- By the way, my brother passed through the SS M statement magnificently without changing his complexion one by one. Again, this brother is the least insulting... maybe.

"It's harder than anything for me to punish you for impertinent imitations of no one else..."

"Dear Chiba...!

"Dear Vice Chairman...!

"Excuse me... eh"

There was even a guy in the SS who just wept that he was impressed by his brother's words.

(... I don't know, this farce...)

I am completely out of mosquito nets and left alone.

Beautiful subordinate love (?) is an audience, a bystander, and an accompaniment.

- No, I don't, do I?

Why don't you go back to orienteering?

My brother's eyes finally turned to me when I was completely white.

"You can't leave me standing here all alone..."

"... what the hell are you letting me do? I'm not going to sit in the ground."

"You can shake hands."

"... akushu?

"Don't you know? Shakehand, a world-recognized sign of friendship."

"I don't have to rephrase it. I know that much!

"I guess it should be easy to understand as a performance. - Or should I kiss you on the cheek? To a sign of reconciliation. I don't mind if I do, Sho."

Brother of the twisted one and me of the navel bend.

We're not being honest with each other.

Still, it was understandable that the concession made by the SS company (Kuwawa) was offered by my brother.

There is still a groove between them.

Over that ditch, my brother slowly offered me his right hand first.

I swallowed the hesitation and superimposed it on my palm.

I was wondering if this was really okay, but I couldn't jump the hand I was offered.

- I really do.

In the end, this is how I get flushed.

None of this can be thrown away.

- Just like in previous life.

Afraid of being able to repel someone's thoughts, he slips into the depths.

The moment I took my brother's hand, the gaze filled with anticipation and anxiety of the SS guys who had been watching me until then turned to that of relief, and the blessing mood spread all at once in the holding room.

The SS said to each other, "Good, good!" and some slap each other on the shoulder to share joy, and it is the end of those who are even too grateful or crying out................ No, no, no. Anything would be a little too exciting.

"... Um, come on, I doubt it, (if you look superficially) it's just a brotherly fight, why is it such an important (oh and) thing?

"That's because I'm the famous Bracon in this school."

"... haaaaaa??

- I thought my jaw would come off.

That's how surprised I was.

Famous Bracon??

"You were so depressed that you had a fight with your brother that you couldn't sleep at night or eat through your throat, you made me worry."

That was the face of my brother, who laughed adorably, was the con artist.

You're fooling me!

Instead of SS, all the guys at the school, they are deceived!!

As I was calling in my heart, I pulled the hand my brother had been shaking my hand for a long time and whispered with a mouth to my right ear.

"In the three years leading up to your arrival, I've made a proper basement, so it just interprets a somewhat defiant attitude as very illuminating. So you can do whatever you want. Because you, between my SS, are supposed to be a mouthless tundra and a little retarded. I set it to be as cute as a stupid kid."

Who's a tundra and a dumb kid!

Mostly what, that frigid setting!

That's too much!?

You big liar...!

"The fact that I care about my 'brother' has penetrated the SS. My SS is on your side. I would never hurt you."

――

Something softer touched my cheek when I opened my eyes.

"Huh!?

He stiffened for a moment, then shook off his hand and flew away, rubbing (rubbing) his cheeks, which still had the feel of his brother's lips, with the back of his hand, against his self-proclaimed bracon brother.

"It's a sign of reconciliation."

"... you fucking brother"

My brother laughed happily for some reason at me poisoning him, and more inexplicably cheered from all around him.

"Hear that, now...!?

"I heard!

"My brother (Father Gimmi) 's Raw 'Fucking Brother'...!

... what?

"A cliché that follows you out when you're embarrassed!

"As rumors have it, a broken evil!

"You're really a tundra!

"Hey, you're full of great tundra!

"It's more tundra than you were asking!

"You TundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundreTundre

Whenever I come to my head and yell at the SS guys, for some reason, the applause boils.

"Oooh!!

"It's real!!

"Wow! Rumor has it (but) it's full of tundra!!

(................................. no more these guys)

I feel severe weakness in my dull laughing brother and the misguided SS guys.

If the prince thought it was a tundra, he wouldn't know it was a tundra setup until me... who gets it?

Tanaka, be my brother, I suffer from understanding why you want to make me a tundra. I think there's a tung or a dele hidden somewhere in me. Even if it happens, it's only a limited tundra against demon kings and brothers. I don't approve of that as a tundra.

- I don't care if I'm a real tundra.

Apparently, the A-point question was cleared within a lot of time (settlement is cleared condition),

"We, the SS, wish you and your brother all the best in your glorious work!

"We will do everything we can to support you!

"Good luck!

"Brother! Fighto!"

"Whoa, whoa!

I was sent to the next checkpoint behind the great encouragement of Vice Chairman SS...

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