I climbed the stairs of my apartment while generating a rhythmic sound. I was living alone in this place. I got around ¥100,000 each month from my part-time job, so it was pretty tough life. Together with ¥30,000 I received from my parents monthly, I managed to live my current life.
Yeah, that was my allowance. It’s embarra.s.sing, but I’m still receive a.s.sistance from my parents, even though I’m supposed to be 33 this year.
I said that I would like to be independent as soon as I returned to j.a.pan, so they offered their support.
From my parents’ point of view, their son who was a shut-in for 17 years suddenly decided to return to the society. No wonder they were so motivated to support me.
I felt grateful but I also felt miserable at the same time. I wish I could be self-reliant economically soon, but I didn’t even have enough energy to live.
(It can’t be helped. I want to die. I don’t want to think about anything.)
Sc.r.a.ps. Less than human. Loser.
I turned the key of my apartment while repeating various abuses inside my head.
This is my home.
A ragged apartment built 27 years ago, with nothing good about it except its cheap rent. To make it worse, there was a commotion about ghost appearance in the neighborhood recently.
If anything else, even such a ragged apartment was still better than me. 27 years old. You still could call it young if it was a human. I even felt jealous toward an inorganic object. I entered the room while ridiculing myself.
Then, from the veranda, dressed in a see-through gown, a girl with blond hair and blue eyes, came over.
“Welcome home, Hero-sama!”
I was hugged. There was a soft sensation….. and my head stopped working for a moment. I came back to my sense and went out the room frantically.
"Just now, what was that?"
1. Ghost
2. Foreign thief trespa.s.sed
3. Hallucination
Well, it must be number 2. I heard lot of foreigners came to j.a.pan while I was away. These days, you would see almost all convenience store clerk was a Chinese.
"No, wait a second….."
My head cooled up after some time.
“That girl, did she just call me Hero? Then, is she related to that world?”
I entered the room in hurry and found that girl was sitting on her knees.
“Congratulation, Hero-sama! You got a compensation that is me!”
I turned my attention toward a self-proclaimed compensation girl while locking the door behind me. She was a girl of the age which looked like between fifteen and seventeen.
Her age alone had made me feel uneasy, and in addition to it, she was also coming with a superior beauty face. I couldn’t say a lot because it was too dark, but her facial features were too distinct compared to a j.a.panese.
I often saw similar people in that world, there were looked like a combination of Westerners and Asians, or perhaps close to Eastern European. The overall skin color was still thinner than a pure blood Caucasian, though.
The girl has shoulder-length golden hair and emerald green eyes. Her radiant white skin made her looked like a celestial being.
The last and the most important thing. Because she wore clothes made from a thin fabric, I could see various things. Like her underwear and so on. Thanks to her body line, something was clear. How should I explain this, she was a well-developed girl.
Even though she has a rather delicate figure, a certain part was bulging wonderfully. Her height was probably a little over 150 centimeters, what an unbalanced way of growing up.
Unbalanced economic development.
Developing countries that put emphasis on only two dome.
Dairy exporters powerhouse.
The words whose meaning was unknown came out one after another. I wondered what I was thinking.
Puzzled upon seeing me took off my shoes inside the room, the blonde girl quickly stood up. Then, she put her hands on her big breast and loudly declared.
“I’m Angelica, a Sacred Shrine Maiden. I believe you knew about this position at least.” (Angelica)
I’ve heard of it. In that world, they were so called G.o.ddess’ official. However, they were not simply priestess". The severity of their commandment was a little, or rather exceeding at a considerable degree.
Lifelong single. Grows up while completely cut off from the men. The baby chosen as Sacred Shrine Maiden, would be separated immediately from the parents after born and be confined in a temple where only women reside. Both her clothes and her food should only be made by women’s hands. Conversation with a man was forbidden. They would maintain their purity until their life span comes to end, and it was believed that they would serve as a maid of G.o.d after death.
The ultimate virgin devoted to G.o.d only. That was the figure called Sacred Shrine Maiden.
That famous figure was talking fluently to me (who’s a man), while clinging with a happy face that seemed almost drooling. It could be said that it was an abnormal situation. Well, since I returned to j.a.pan, various thing went wrong.
“Yeah, I know it. I understand what Hero-sama is thinking. This is the first time I ever talk to a man.” (Angelica)
“Really?” (Keisuke)
“Men really have a low voice. It seems the air is trembling and it"s somewhat fun.” (Angelica)
While saying it was strange, Angelica who was supposed to be famous as the ultimate virgin, touching my abdomen and my chest repeatedly.
“It’s stiff. It’s totally different from girls.” (Angelica)
I felt like I just taught an unnecessary knowledge to a girl of high school age.
“……….please give me an explanation first. I don’t really understand this situation.” (Keisuke)
“You are right. I shall tell you step by step.” (Angelica)
She entangled her arms to mine with a swift movement, like a foreign girl working at a night shop.
“Chief, how about a cup with me? Don"t worry, it’s cheap.” —the atmosphere seemed telling me so.
She let her guard down too much around the opposite s.e.x. I wondered if it was because she grew up inside the environment where her safety was guaranteed.
“Even though Hero-sama had saved our world, you were sent back to your own world without receiving compensation. The King and Chief Priest were so concerned about this matter, and were discussing about how to thank you every single day.” (Angelica)
“How does it relate to you?” (Nakamoto)
“There is, and a big one. So, after plenty of discussions, it seems that they had come to a conclusion of giving me, a nice and healthy girl as a compensation.” (Angelica)
With both of her hands on her waist, Angelica straightened her back which made her two hills bounced.
I didn’t know where to look so I tried to discern the situation while looking away.
(In other words, you are a living offering? Are you fine with that? You don’t mind being treated like an object!?)
“…..it’s been a year and they finally decided to give me a compensation?” (Keisuke)
“There was that incident in the process of Hero-sama defeating the demon king, remember? If I may speak, it was quite a special case. Because of that, it seems you couldn’t be recognized as Hero of the Salvation immediately.” (Angelica)
“Certainly, there was that incident…..” (Keisuke)
“Many sacrifices also occurred…. How about we execute the hero? —there was also people who voiced that.” (Angelica)
“Those ungrateful people.” (Keisuke)
So, in the end, the apology was sent in the form of Angelica.
I didn"t know what to do with her who kept clinging to me. I meant, as someone who has no experience to interact with men, she was strangely over familiar with me.
Oh, I got it! Those who have a little opportunity to get in contact with the opposite s.e.x, would be either curious or afraid upon met one, and she seemed to be the former case.
“Let’s a.s.sume that you’re a gift for me….. So, in what kind of meaning were you sent here?”
“Excuse me?”
“I meant, are you here to be my servant? Or are you here for a different purpose? “
“Oh…..”
Immediately, Angelica came approaching me with a mischief smile on her face. Two people made a falling sound in front of the front door.
“Of course, for that kind of meaning, Keisuke-sama.”
“Like I said, what kind of meaning is that? Also, why did you suddenly call my name?”
“Because I wanted to try it.”
A sweet smell peculiar to young girls tickled my nostrils. The kind of fragrance that couldn’t be judged whether it was body odor, perfume, or shampoo? No, there was no shampoo in that world. So, a soap?
(What am I thinking? I couldn’t care less about the ident.i.ty of the smell. There must be a reason for her to act this way. That’s right, I shouldn’t think of useless thing. I must not get distracted by her.)
Angelica sighed while I was mumbling alone. Her feverish breath hit my face.
“From today, I’m your wife, Hero-sama.”
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