The brave Simmel wants to resign

"Suntory's advertisement."

"what about this?"

"Oh, that's AKB48."

By the way, I think Watanabe Mayu is pretty good.

"Hey......."

The goddess's gift of "common sense" helped Simmel roughly understand the current situation, but seeing it in person was still exciting.

He loves things that are new and unfamiliar.

"...Didn't such a thing exist in your time?"

Seeing Xinmeier looking him up and down, Xia Youjie couldn't help but ask.

He had just learned that Simmel was not a 'modern person', but a [Heroic Spirit].

There's nothing to hide. Xia Youjie took it all as a spell effect, just a different kind of spirit summoning spell.

"Of course not. Although there may be some famous 'poets' or 'singers,' the closest thing to the concept of an idol in this era is myself, that is, the hero." Simmel said with a flamboyant gesture, running her fingers through her bangs. "From that perspective, I am still everyone's senior."

"Simmel is the best!"

"I want to buy Simmel a handshake coupon!"

"Hoo, ha! Ha!"

Nanako and Mimiko joined in the shouting, which made Simmel continue to laugh exaggeratedly, and she also chatted with Natsumi.

Where is Xia Youjun?

I prefer someone a bit more mature.

The maturity of Xia You actually refers to the maturity of its content; more specifically, it refers to the magazine featuring supermodel beauties.

As for AKB48, he would occasionally argue with one of his close friends about Atsuko Maeda and Mayu Watanabe... but in front of the two children, he would just give a vague answer.

For some reason, Simmel suddenly agreed and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, I also think that more mature women are better."

This guy must have misunderstood something.

Huge electronic displays are suspended between the pillars, with green LED numbers flashing continuously, scrolling through train timetables and arrival information.

"ticket."

Xia Youjie handed the tickets to Xinmeier and the two little girls.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any money. Can I pay you back later?"

Szymmel touched her head, looking a little embarrassed.

"It's alright, we can't expect historical figures to have cash." Xia You remained unconcerned.

(What a kind person.)

Simmel couldn't help but recall how stingy the king was when they first became heroes, and how he wouldn't even give their squad two extra copper coins.

Hmm? Why am I reminiscing about the past again?

(...Is this what happens when people get old...?)

For some reason, I was reminded of my old teammates.

At that moment, a slight vibration came from the tracks, the high beams broke through the shadows of the platform, and the silver tram slowly glided in, the brakes making a soft sound.

chap——

The train doors slid open smoothly, and a gentle announcement came over the loudspeaker that the train had arrived at its destination.

The group boarded the tram. Of course, the Kaba sisters, who were riding this kind of vehicle for the first time, were very excited and couldn't stop looking around. However, perhaps because they hadn't completely shaken off the trauma of being hurt, the two of them appeared reserved and didn't attract the attention of others.

"Oh oh oh!"

Xinmeier, on the other hand, made no attempt to hide her true feelings, her eyes sparkling as she observed every corner of the carriage, pestering Xia Youjie with questions.

Among the passengers were many haughty Tokyoites who initially intended to hurl a sarcastic remark like "despicable country bumpkin," but upon seeing Simmel's face, which was even more exquisite and perfect than the face of Johnny & Associates' star, they immediately became tolerant.

Xia Youjie bought a two-on-two seat facing each other, and the four of them sat down together.

"Then, may I ask a few more questions?"

"please."

Xia Youjie organized his thoughts, "The so-called heroic spirits are the beings that have become legends after their great achievements and have become objects of worship for the heroes. But I have never heard of a hero named Simmel."

"Ah, that's because I'm a heroic spirit from another world."

Simmel did not hide anything, nor was there any need for her to hide anything.

According to 'common sense', the concept of 'summoning shikigami from another world' also exists in the world of sorcery, so they can completely understand it.

However, Simmel was somewhat special.

Because his isomorphs do not exist in most worlds, after he is summoned, he will directly use the spirit origin given by the concept of "hero" after the fantasy sublimation.

—The above proper nouns were all given to Simmel by 'common sense'.

Simmel himself didn't care much about these things.

He patted Nanako and Mimiko's heads, his smile unchanged.

As long as the children are happy, that's all that matters.

"I see."

Xia Youjie fell into deep thought.

It is different from the spirits I control.

Is Simmel not born from negative human emotions, but rather a spirit sublimated from a great dead man?

For some reason, Xia Youjie had mixed feelings about this conclusion.

Moreover, Cimmel, as a Heroic Spirit, was far too powerful.

Although neither of them used their full strength, Xia Youjie believed that, in terms of pure strength, Simmel was no less than himself in his current state.

To match, or even surpass, that...

Seeing that lingering shadow behind Simmel once again, Xia Youjie's brow twitched violently.

but....

Could humans without magical powers actually be transformed into Heroic Spirits capable of defeating cursed spirits...?

Xia Youjie looked out the window at the scenery that kept passing by, his expression revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

A mere monkey...

Xia Youjie looked out the window, his eyes calm and indifferent.

But he didn't notice that Simmel, who seemed to be playing along with the two girls, was also looking at him at the same time.

The brave man seemed to be deep in thought.

Chapter 7 Adolescence is the age when you have winter dreams

night.

Xia Youjie used his mobile phone to call the on-duty specialist to come and pick him up, while glancing back helplessly at his three followers.

"Awoo."

"Awoo."

"Awoo."

A handsome young man with blue hair and two little girls walked out of the platform.

They each had a sandwich in hand, took a bite almost simultaneously, and then simultaneously showed happy expressions. Their movements were so synchronized that it looked like a scene from a comedy movie.

"Is this what modern food is like? It seems reasonable!"

This is Simmel, who loves to try everything.

"Absolutely nothing!"

"Uh-huh."

This was the response from the Gaba sisters, who hadn't eaten properly in a long time.

Of course, they didn't buy the sandwich; how could two imprisoned little girls and a hero from another world have money?

All of the above meals were paid for by Xia Youjie.

Putting Simmel aside, seeing the Gaba sisters so happy they were almost in tears, Xia Youjie felt a slight relief from his terrible mood over the past few months.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Simmel gently stroked the two girls' heads at that moment and spoke softly.

"Alright, thank your uncle."

Mimiko: ".......Hmm."

Nanako: "Thank you."

Although the Gaba sisters were initially hostile to Xia Youjie because of a misunderstanding, they realized that the other was not a bad person after sharing a taxi together and being treated to a meal.

How could someone who would treat me to the same tuna mayonnaise sandwich as Lawson's be a bad person?

So they all timidly thanked her.

"...No need for thanks. Also, he's not an uncle, he's a brother."

Xia Youjie's lips twitched.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

It didn't seem fake, and Simmel gasped.

Although common sense told him that the Spellcasting Academy was probably a high school, he still thought Xia Youjie was a teacher or something.

Unfortunately, Xia Youjie was exceptionally tall for his age, and due to frequent business trips, staying up all night, and working shifts, coupled with the mental strain of his surgical procedures, his seventeen-year-old face now looked as weathered as that of a thirty-five-year-old programmer, and he reeked of the stench of a corporate slave.