The brave Simmel wants to resign

For him, becoming an immortal being was just like 'yesterday'.

“Of course,” Simmel nodded.

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru continued with a smile, "Didn't I complain before? That meteor shower is nothing special; it's supposedly the kind that happens every year."

"So... next time we have the chance, let's go see some rarer and more beautiful meteor showers together."

"........"

Simmel turned her head.

He looked at the white-haired youth—he was a bit taller than he had been nine years ago, and his face had subtly gained a few more mature features.

However, this conversation... it's so familiar, as if we've traveled not nine years, but sixty years.

Thinking of this, he laughed out loud.

"it is good."

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"Hello, Mr. Simmel."

"I'm pleased to inform you that you have just completed all the missions in the Jujutsu Kaisen world."

"It was a wonderful trip."

In the vast space, mist rises from the ground, the sky is a dark blue that is close to the starry sky, and there is nothing that can be called 'boundary'.

Before me stood a girl with long white hair.

“This time it’s not Miss Aqua.”

"Hehe, Aqua-senpai has gone out for some business."

The white-haired goddess had a gentle smile.

"I'll be handling the handover this time. Of course, if you'd like to take a break—"

"no need."

The hero stretched.

"I've already rested, and I've had a very good rest."

".....I see."

The new goddess smiled gently.

"So, for this job, I will arrange a few companions for you. I hope you can get along well."

"Yes, of course."

Simmel had a warm smile.

He believes he doesn't have any types of people he can't get along with.

"So--"

Just like the special effects when Jacob's Ladder is used, a pillar of light rises from the darkness at the end, piercing through the heavens and earth, white feathers scatter and flutter, and you can almost hear the tolling of the towering clock tower.

Have a safe journey.

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When Simmel opened his eyes again, all he saw was a desolate wasteland.

The earth was covered by a thick layer of fine black ash, and even a brave man's instincts could sense its toxicity and extreme corrosiveness.

"This is really..."

He tried to reach out, and his arm began to burn as soon as it touched the black ash.

While it might not be enough to corrode a hero's body, it could likely cause ordinary humans to char and die.

As far as the eye can see, there is not a single blade of grass or tree on the ground, only an endless expanse of gray-white scorched earth.

The earth was torn apart, mountains collapsed, and oceans evaporated.

It looks like... a place much worse than the world Gojo and his friends live in.

Simmel walked forward, just as he was about to take a closer look at the world—

"Hey, Hero-san, don't walk so fast by yourself."

A familiar yet 'unfamiliar' voice came from behind.

If I had to say it was unfamiliar... it's because that voice... it feels like I haven't heard it in a very long time, a very long time.

Simmel turned her head.

My vision was a little blurry because of the sudden head turn.

The man, backlit, even appeared to be indistinct.

Black monk's robes.

Green slicked-back hair.

That sanctimonious little bespectacled man—no doubt about it.

".....you--"

The hero, who would never show any sign of losing his composure in front of Gojo and the others, slowly widened his eyes and stood there dumbfounded.

"Oh, not a bad expression."

The bespectacled boy chuckled mischievously and walked toward Simmel with his hands behind his back.

"Don't just leave people hanging."

The dwarf peeked out from behind the monk... He looked exactly as he remembered.

"Oh."

The dwarf's tone was flat. He gestured for the hero, who had finally snapped out of his daze, a faint smile playing on his lips, and who had taken two quick steps with his arms outstretched, to stop.

"Don't rush to hug her yet. Save her for the first hug."

"Hey?"

Only then did the hero notice.

The place he is currently in appears to be a canyon formed after being bombarded by some kind of heavy weapon in this world.

The canyon curves upwards. Simmel was originally in the middle section and was planning to go down, but after noticing someone, she looked up.

Under the blood-red sky, endless poisonous ash drifted down slowly, staining everything in the world with a deathly gray-red hue.

Broken walls, wasteland, desolate land.

The apocalypse was completely submerged under this red sky, heavy and stagnant.

But in the eyes of the hero, she was a completely abrupt exception.

In the position closest to the sky, the girl had her back to Simmel, with wisps of white hair drifting from the ends, revealing a pair of delicate and translucent pointed ears.

...A counterfeit?

A transformation technique?

No.

The hero's soul was telling him—

That's the real thing.

".....ha."

Memories of the past kept overlapping and appearing before my eyes.

What flashed through the hero's mind was that long journey that lasted a full ten years.

The blooming crimson grass, the flowing silver hair, the magical barrier protecting him, and the stardust fluttering all over the mountain—frame after frame of images crashed into his mind, too fast to grasp. Before he could even see them clearly, they were covered by the next scene.

Finally, just like before, without even the hero himself noticing, the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.

The girl still had her back to the hero, but perhaps only her closest companions would notice that the elf's fingers were also slightly unsteady.

"—I only took some time out of my busy schedule. If possible, let's finish the tasks in this world as soon as possible."

She seemed unsure of what to say, so she steered the conversation toward serious matters, as if that would make things easier for her.

Simmel didn't break the unspoken agreement and chased after him, suppressing a laugh.

"How fast is 'as soon as possible'?"

"Well..."

The mage chuckled softly.

"About ten years."

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The Heroine Simmel Wants to Resign

Finish.

Chapter 218 Author's Closing Remarks

Author's Closing Remarks~

Ah~ it's finally over.

I told my friends in the group that this book didn't do very well, and my original intention was just to write for fun since I had never written on Tomato before. It was probably going to be finished in a few hundred thousand words.

As a result, even though I said the same thing every time, I still ended up writing hundreds of thousands more words.

By the way.

I have written millions of words since I started writing—and I have never taken a day off!

Wow... I'm too strong!