12 Twelve Tales: After School, Napa.

After school.

As he bagged the material and prepared to drop out of school, Gran, who was beside him, opened his mouth dissatisfied.

"Damn, you heroics. It's growing day by day."

Indeed, in the past few days, the behavior of the hero students has been much more than noticeable.

It's not just me who's being harassed, it's all the students in general. School teachers caution when they see their barbarity, but the hero students who still do the same continue to do so.

"Calm down. You didn't hate fighting."

"I hate it, but it's not like I can't."

Grand says, exposing his anger.

Gran had not been relatively harassed by the Department of Heroes among his classmates because he was in good physical condition. Then I guess that anger is not for me, but for people. I don't like to argue, but I won't quit if I have to. He's a man of strong justice.

"Well, if you harass me to that extent, it would be quicker to ignore it. No harm done anyway."

With that said, Gran smiled bitterly.

"Oh come on... there's no harm in that, then what does Too Eight feel like it's harmful"

Asked, think a little.

The number of people harassed was by no means small because they were a youth group in the institution. That said, most of the time, if you decide to ignore it, it vanished naturally on its own, so my earlier remarks were based on my practical experience.

When I say harassment that I've made noises in the past...

"... you explained how you used to work until I came to school"

"Oh, you're a city cleaner, aren't you?

"That's right. I have someone like my sister in my line of work. The guy is also my boss, but one day, he got a long request from me, and I couldn't see him for a while. So when the day was set for me to meet again for a long time, I promised to go somewhere for the two of us because it was a corner... but that day, once again, there was an urgent job for me. After all, I couldn't see him that day."

"That's a shame. So?"

"Well, we're pretty busy, so I thought at the time that this wasn't uncommon and I'm sure you'd forgive me. But... it was her birthday that day. According to her colleague, she's been looking forward to the day for days now. She bent her umbilical cord so badly on me when I didn't know it was easy.

Then for a while, I was forced to work almost insomniacally by her instructions. I thought I was done with a job, and soon my next job went in, or when I got tired and fell asleep, I was suddenly called out as if I had anticipated the timing... I went to apologize for 'give me a break' because I don't have the strength on the boulder, but then she laughed and said, 'Okay? Work is the most important thing to you, isn't it? Then you just have to work till you die,' he said. "

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"In the end, for a month until her mood was fixed, I was feathers working as I wore out... I could say that this kind of thing is harmful. interfere with life activities. Hematuria also came out of Dovadova. I don't want to see you like that again."

"... Harmful, not on that level, huh?

Gran said slightly, pulling.

I really thought I'd be "killed" then, too.

"Well, compared to that, harassment of the hero family is a trivial thing. As I said at the beginning, if we ignore this one, we'll get tired of it."

"Don't get tired of me... it's certainly troublesome to confront me head-on"

Nodding to Gran's words, I shut my bag's mouth.

"Oh, no. What are you doing with a too-eight, after school?

"After school? I didn't do anything... but if you insist, you went to the school library before this"

"A library? I don't read books."

Reading has been a habit since I was in an institution.

Originally, instructors ordered me to start reading it to educate them, but in institutions without playing tools, I later realized that was the highest-quality leisure crush. Maybe this is a common experience among the soldiers of the institution. I don't know about executive positions like Chris, but the end soldiers, including me, used to read in their spare time.

- With that said, you're in corner school, but you're having a different day than when you were in the institution.

Training and assignments have just replaced school classes.

Am I truly capable of walking the everyday life of the crowd?

"What's Gran doing after school?

"Me? I am... not to mention general studies, because I am an honorable Builders School student, too. As voluntary exercises are done regularly to avoid dropping units. After that, I'll gobble in my room, I'll go out into the city and buy whatever I want... that said, you've been a numb before."

"Napa?"

I tilted my neck at the unschooled word that came out of the way.

"Oh, what a too-eight. Are you interested?

"Are you interested... is that what regular students do?

"I don't know if it's normal, but besides me, there was this guy who was numbing in the same place. This is only the capital of the king, and there are many beauties."

Gran, who speaks that way, had a full-fledged look somewhere.

I have no experience with numbness. But around the corner, I started a new life as a too-eight. Should we go through something that has never been marginal before anyway?

"... I'll try it too"

"Oh, that's good! Then hurry up, let's go now! I'll take it easy on you!

I said, "Please," to Gran, who had a reliable grin.