Will the Re-Summoned Hero Live as an Ordinary Person

"Ooh. I\'m sorry to surprise you that some women..."

The Dwarf man who noticed Deena apologized with a bumpy face on his head.

"I apologize for making a big voice. I didn\'t hear back."

Aotearoa said so without any evil.

"I\'m sorry, I was working late last night, so I was falling asleep. Well, if they wake you up where nobody\'s sleeping, you\'re gonna be in a bad mood."

I didn\'t see any worse in the next word of the Dwarf man either.

"So... what the hell does it look like? Even so, the purpose of the one who came all the way here would be one."

The Dwarf man asked Ethereum as he put his arms together. The expression contained fright.

"Well, that\'s one reason to visit the workshop. I want you to create my weapon."

The Dwarf man sighed at the answer as imagined.

"Again... you\'ve heard my rumors somewhere, but as rumors have it, I\'m the descendant of an old brave man. But that\'s none of my business, and I don\'t want to build weapons anymore. At best it\'s about a pot and a knife."

"Can you help me without saying so? I want to build a weapon that\'s mine only, but I\'m not going to create it alone. But you might be able to create it with him."

Dwarf\'s man frowned at Aotearoa\'s words.

"That guy? Create? What the hell is this all about? Aren\'t you here to ask me for a weapon? Besides, the way you know my ancestors..."

To Aotearoa\'s words, the Dwarf man who remembers the scratch overlaps the question.

"Leaving aside your ancestors\' stories, let\'s start with my purpose. First, will you look at this?

That said, I put the sixteen nights I could carry on my hips on the counter between the Dwarf man and Ethereum. The Dwarf man pulled it out of his sheath and saw himself.

"This guy... that\'s pretty much it, is he a demon sword? I feel strange power. If you have this, don\'t you need a new weapon?

When the Dwarf man delivered sixteen nights to his sheath, he pushed back to Aotearoa.

"That was created by a certain Dwarf and me alone, but it\'s not what I really wanted to create. What I want to create is what was created in my hometown called the Japanese Knife. Of course it is impossible to have the exact same thing because it is a different material than my hometown, I will create it in the procedure, but I want to aim for something close to it. The pattern of the waves floats on its torso, and the tortuous tortuosity is beautiful. A weapon, a knife, that specializes in slashing, not saying no. That sixteen nights is not enough if we talk only about weapons. But that\'s not what I\'m after."

To the thought of putting it on Aotearoa\'s sword, the Dwarf man felt that there was something boiling from the back of his heart.

"Well, then you just have to create it again with that dwarf. If you have an arm that can create all these weapons, you can create more than that."

The Dwarf... I had that thought, but I never uttered it. The Dwarf man returned a different word to Ethereum than I thought.

"I can\'t do that, the man is not in this world anymore. So I need your help. I have knowledge of knives. But we don\'t have the technology to create it, but with your help, maybe we can create it."

Aotearoa had something to feel since it was in this Dwarf man. From his face there was a shadow of a Dwarf brave man who was a companion, who felt the difficulty characteristic of the craftsman and the atmosphere characteristic of the craftsman. Wouldn\'t this man be able to achieve something he couldn\'t fulfill a thousand years ago? That\'s what I was thinking.

"Heh. I\'m sorry to hear that, but what\'s his name?

Aren\'t you going to get your own predicted answers? I asked Ethereum a question while I managed to contain such upset.

"You\'re realizing that, aren\'t you?

The agitation grew stronger at Aotearoa\'s words, and the Dwarf man could not speak of anything.

"The Dwarf\'s name is Laugo."

Aotea mouthed his name without waiting for a response from the Dwarf man. The Dwarf man felt like an electric shock ran into his body. The name is the name of his ancestors, and contemporary workshop owners are supposed to take over the name. Even so, it was customary to name it as a middle name rather than as it was.

"Oh, really? You asked my father to help you."

Dwarf\'s man\'s grandfather had died before he was born and he himself did not remember meeting the man in front of him. From the erasure method, I concluded that I didn\'t think my father would have helped.

"No, I\'ve never been to your father."

"Well, then I just don\'t remember, I..."

"That\'s not the same"

Aotearoa shook her neck sideways slightly under the cover.

"It\'s rude of me to hide my identity from you, but I\'m a summoned brave man who fought the Demon King along with the Dwarves of your ancestors."

"Hey, give me a minute. Didn\'t that brave man die? No, they put you back in your old world? Either way, it\'s been a thousand years since then, and there\'s no way you\'re that brave guy. Could it be that you\'re like me, descended from a brave man or something?

The Dwarf man tried to ask Ethereum a question, but there was confusion and a mix of questions and self-answers.

"Calm down, if you\'ll take the job. I\'ll tell you more about that. I don\'t really have much to talk about in the store, so I\'d like to go somewhere to calm down..."

Aotea controlled the man to calm down by hand, making sure there were no signs outside.

"Ugh, I didn\'t say I\'d take it. But let\'s talk about it. We\'re closing the store today, so let\'s talk in the back room. Depending on the content, there may be things you don\'t want to do..."

The Dwarf man became more interested in Ethereum\'s story. I let them through to the back of the room. At a time when the first attitude had eased considerably so that there was no island to mount it, and he had become interested in Ethereum\'s story, Ethereum thought he had succeeded, and there was a grin on his expression.