My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s Chapter 11
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Chapter 11
Chapter 11~The Fruitless Efforts of the Hero~
I, hate Oda Akira .
Akira, I don’t know how, but somehow, he had not changed ever since kindergarten, and we were always in the same class .
I had even thought that this wasn’t just us being inseparable, but some kind of curse .
Especially for high school, even though I had gone to a fairly high-leveled school that the students from my hometown were not accepted into, he was, for some reason, there, and we were once again in the same class .
However, that person completely didn’t remember, and he talked to me that one time in middle school as if I was a stranger,
『Nice to meet you, I’m Oda Akira . What’s your name?』
Akira and I were in the same room for about ten years, you know?
During that time, we passed by each other many times, and there were even times when we were deskmates .
I’m not bragging, but because I was fairly well-featured, I stood out more than Akira .
That guy, didn’t remember any of that .
The reason why I hated Oda Akira, that was because, he’s always aloof, and always looking down on people . Also, he would completely forget about things that he had no interest in, I hated that about him too .
It was the same even when we came to Morigan and I had become the hero .
TN: again with the ‘モルガン’…
It seems that Akira who excelled in erasing his presence had become an assassin, and he would occasionally disappear and aimlessly go somewhere .
Why doesn’t he understand that it’s important to stay together when in a foreign place!?
Why, doesn’t he look at me?
I’m the hero .
I don’t have the spare time to bother with a single person .
However, whenever I think about Akira, I would be seething in anger, and I simply cannot keep calm .
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Because I’m the hero, it wouldn’t do if I do not keep calm at all times, like the legendary hero .
As the hero, even when I raised the morale, Akira didn’t care, and on the contrary, he looked over towards me, visibly shocked, as if looking down on me .
On top of that, even when I was going to scold him for leaving the training as he pleased, nobody knew where that guy’s room was .
I wanted to yell, ‘Don’t joke with me . ’
If he doesn’t cooperate, we won’t be able to defeat the demon king .
Someone who destroyed the harmony of the class shouldn’t be in the class .
That guy is always by himself anyways .
There’s no one who would be that guy’s ally .
Even though that’s what I thought .
「Akira-kun, how are you doing?」
「Not bad . However, it’s only my training menu that is too spartan . 」
「Ahaha . But, aren’t you doing fine? Though even Zeal-kun gave up on this menu . 」
「Maa, I had trained my body . 」
Before I knew it, he had become friends with the knight commander .
Moreover, I had a feeling that he’s gotten better at concealing his presence than before .
Even though the status of I, the hero, had not grown as much as expected, that guy, in a place that I didn’t know, had improved his ability .
It wasn’t likely that he would be stronger than me, the hero, but it would be inexcusable for an assassin to catch up to the hero .
For the upcoming capture of the dungeon, I will become powerful enough to frighten Akira and the knight commander .
I’ll make you realize that my status as the hero, was different from yours from the very beginning .
「Just you wait, A–ki–ra—-!!」
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