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1.

-Swish, swish, swish.

Now I look up at the sky and hear the sound of the bees, which has become like white noise.

It’s clear.

Enjoy the unique, tingly scent that you can feel in spring.

‘Yulli, are you okay with it too?’

‘Yeah. It’s sunny.’

I sweep around the Academy garden as if I were out for a walk.

It’s Monday, first period now.

It’s time for everyone to continue meeting with their homeroom teachers.

Meeting the teacher with whom you will be living in the same space for the next year.

I can feel a certain fresh emotion, even if indirectly.

He continued to cry, unable to erase the smile that spread across his face.

“You’re not sweeping it properly, Kai?”

As I was watching the children walking to the classroom with bright smiles on their faces, I heard a familiar voice.

Long time no see.

Casselina spoke in a tone that sounded nervous.

But I guess they’re making it up on purpose.

Maybe it was some intentional grumbling to clear up some awkwardness.

“Oh my, Professor! What are you doing here….”

I greeted Casselina with a bow.

Since they don’t know each other to the outside world, they have to emphasize their relationship as a professor and a janitor.

It’s half a joke.

“The station master has spread out. You won’t be able to hear or see it from outside.”

“Huh?”

He immediately bows and greets his old friend.

Still unable to erase the widespread smile.

Casselina spoke with a lonely air, maintaining her usual expressionless demeanor.

“Can I talk to you for a moment?”

…

The Academy’s gardens are quite magnificent.

To provide a good resting place for students when they are tired from classes, studying, and competition and need to recharge.

When you open the back door of the main building of the Academy, the first thing that greets you is a wide plaza.

And in the middle of the square, there is a marble sculpture that seems to express waves and is delicately and magnificently carved.

In the middle of it all, a statue of the first warrior stands majestically.

However, Casselina said that it was not his real face because he was a person from 1000 years ago.

The scenery behind the fountain is a perfectly symmetrical green wall.

A variety of garden plants are arranged symmetrically to create a single path.

The passageways, which are connected in a maze-like structure, also serve as a shelter for students who enjoy love in secret.

And the cherry trees that seem to surround this garden.

For some reason, the author included the setting that there are many cherry trees in the academy.

Quite a lot.

I have to sweep all of that away.

Oh my god.

…but thanks to that, it is common to see the youthful sight of cherry blossoms gently falling on the heads of students enjoying a walk.

Anyway, Casselina and I sat on a bench where we could spread out our power field so that others could not see us, but where we were not easily noticed by others.

After sitting next to each other, I spoke to Casselina first.

“So what do you want to say?”

“I was in charge of the homeroom.”

“…you?”

The words that came out of his mouth were quite unexpected.

Because I know full well that the reason I started my teaching career at the academy was not to take care of students.

I asked with a look of bewilderment.

“Didn’t you say you didn’t want to be the homeroom teacher? You said you had too much to study and didn’t have time to take care of others. You didn’t even like kids in the first place, did you?”

“This time, a guest entered the academy, so I had no choice but to take charge of it. The principal asked for it.”

Is this a story about Srenya?

As soon as I opened my mouth, I started to tell stories that I had been putting off for a while.

‘You’re going back to the original return faction… Got it. Okay. Hey, hey! Relax your expression! Why has he become so fierce!’

‘Is the work worth it? …Honestly, there’s nothing to do.’

‘Do you eat well? Well, I never skip meals because I have Yuli.’

We were chatting about our daily lives, and at one point, both of us stopped talking.

Silence continues.

‘…We haven’t even gotten to the main point yet.’

The thought of wanting to do something comes to me reflexively.

I guess small talk is just an introduction and the real purpose is to have something to say.

As I look at Casselina, the corners of her mouth that had been quivering finally start to speak.

“…Don’t you regret it?”

“Yeah. Absolutely not.”

Again, the same question is asked again.

I’m repeating the same answer again.

Why did she ask the question again, knowing full well that the answer she gave last time and the answer she was going to give now would not change?

When I asked Casselina out of curiosity, she answered meekly.

They didn’t even make eye contact with each other, as if this was just small talk.

“I said I was in charge of the homeroom today, right? So we had a Q&A session. To kill some time.”

“I see.”

“…Most of the questions the kids ask are about things that happened at the warrior party.”

aha.

That happened.

But my doubts were not completely resolved.

Then, as if urging me to answer, my silence continued, and Casselina broke the silence with an answer.

“…I have very few questions for you.”

“Ugh. That’s frustrating.”

He responded with a cold expression that didn’t seem at all offended.

It’s just a look of someone watching someone else’s business.

Oh, can you really say that it’s someone else’s business?

“I think most people are curious, but I guess most are cautious. It’s about unraveling the achievements of the previous warriors from the perspective of someone who saw them up close.”

“You held out well. You’re amazing.”

The heart that praises children is genuine.

In fact, is it easy for children to empathize with other people’s pain and act accordingly?

Still, it is commendable that they took some consideration into account.

“…Yuliya. Why don’t you lighten up a bit? I can’t get used to it.”

When the conversation stopped, Casselina felt embarrassed and started talking to Yuli.

Oh, Yuli is still a broom.

I didn’t notice it because it was placed naturally next to the bench.

…But why is this kid just listening without saying anything, even though he has a mouth?

I naturally picked up the broom and placed it between me and Casselina.

Casselina and I naturally moved our butts to the side to make room for Yuli to sit.

-Sigh!

I heard a sound like air escaping and a small girl appeared between me and Casselina.

A strange standoff, with three people sitting side by side on a bench, all looking out at the garden.

There is no awkwardness, but an air of emptiness lingers.

After that, the three of us continued to have pointless conversations until finally, Casselina got up and said she had class next period.

I waved my hand at her and saw her off.

But I didn’t get up from the bench right away and stayed there for a while.

One word she left behind keeps lingering in my head.

‘…there were very few questions about you.’

If it’s obvious, then it’s obvious.

‘Because I’m dead.’

Talking about a dead friend and asking about his whereabouts could be an act of poking someone’s wounds.

The kids were careful about what they said.

“Hahaha.”

For some reason, I laughed.

It’s been 17 years since I died.

No, let’s say it’s been 17 years since he faked his death.

But I’m grateful that they consider my friend as someone’s fallen friend, not just someone from a heroic tale.

Even though it is destined to be forgotten, I feel like it still remains in everyone’s memories.

‘…Don’t you regret it?’

The words she left behind keep echoing in my ears.

Am I still unsure about my choice?

But my answer is already full of confidence.

‘I never regret it.’

2.

brave.

A person who must risk his fate to kill the Demon King and save the world.

Kai hated warriors.

But I walked this path only because I hated the Demon King more.

However, of course, there is no way for a warrior to retire.

A warrior is not a title or anything like that, it is a destiny and a person himself, so how can one escape it?

So Kai chose death.

To end this unfortunate fate of being a warrior with my own hands.

To keep the secret that he defeated the Demon King and became immortal.

In detail, he faked his death and is now living a new life.

Many people wondered about the warrior’s sudden and secret death.

‘The cause of death was an ordinary death due to aftereffects of the fight with the Demon King.’

Maybe ordinary news, maybe tragic news.

But less than a year later, the burning news died down.

The reason was simple.

First, most people are not interested in other people’s business.

Most of it was unknown to me because I was busy with my own life and didn’t pay attention to the movements of the demons.

Unless the demons set foot on your territory.

To begin with, the Demon King’s movements…were strangely quiet for the average person to know.

Second, the warrior party moved secretly and refrained from being exposed to the public, including the media.

This is what Kai intended.

The intention was to minimize the information that would be passed on to the Demon King, and because he felt burdened by people’s attention.

There was no information about the Yongsa Party itself, to the point that the stories about its activities were a mixture of fabrications, hearsay, and some lies.

However, after the Dan Yongsa Party was disbanded, the story spread among relatives and spread quite widely.

Finally, there was the help of the Witch of Memory.

He blurred the memories of those who were close to Kai, and made the existence of ‘Caesar’ in this world as faint as possible.

He also gave me a useful trait called ‘Memory Fog’.

I am grateful to the person who allowed me to live like this now.

That’s why you can fake death and live a new life.

Kai said before catching the Demon King.

I’m going to fake my death.

The warrior Caesar is no longer of this world.

Of course I rebelled.

‘……Are you just going to bury the things you did as a warrior?’

‘Why are you trying to bury all the sacrifices and achievements you’ve made for everyone with your own hands? People should know and appreciate your sacrifices. Shouldn’t they know that their smiles were made with someone’s tears?’

‘….Please Kai, I don’t want you to disappear like that…..”

Even though I screamed, I had no choice but to follow Kai’s choice.

Because I am just his sword.

Kai can be seen resting his chin on his hand and staring blankly at the academy with a rather serious expression on his face.

‘…Don’t you regret it?’

The intention must have been to make it okay for the story of the warrior Caesar to disappear from everyone’s memory.

The ending of the warrior party is so cliché.

To commemorate their sacrifices and achievements, statues are erected and minstrels sing songs praising them day and night.

Their heroic tales that spread will last a long time and have a positive influence.

But Kai had a wish for the empire.

Never erect a statue.

Because I don’t want to remain as the warrior Caesar.

Maybe he just didn’t want to make his presence known back then.

Because Kai’s existence as an immortal who killed the Demon King could have created unnecessary noise for people in the future.

Even if I have to throw all my honor to the ground.

The warrior party members had no choice but to respect his choice.

After being lost in thought for a while, we got up from our seats.

“Let’s start.”

Kai didn’t hear me when I spoke to him, so I playfully nudged him with my elbow.

“I’m short so my elbows hurt.”

Woohoo.