Heroes Are Not Subject to NTR. (Not NTR) 6

Chapter 6 – Go to Sleep

“That’s about the staffing of the tent, would you like Horde, Yuria, and Mirian to be in the same tent? Oh, if Lina wants to, use it too.”

At the hero’s bombshell remarks, all the women preparing the meal turned upside down except for Martha.

“As expected, warrior! This is a very thoughtful suggestion! Since we’re the only ones here, I think I’ll be fine.”

Marta, who calmly replied that it was not her business, and Yuria and Mirian’s faces quickly darkened.

Did she really not care? Even though she wanted to ask, both of them couldn’t stop talking because they knew their situation.

All I can do is look at the hero with a smile on his face who says he never looked at you as a woman.

They were so resentful and pitiful that Yuria and Mirian could do nothing but hold back their tears by biting their lips.

“…”

It wasn’t that they were particularly affectionate, but I wonder if they felt sympathy for YuRia and Mirian.

The Horde, who had been watching the scene, said to the warrior who was setting up the tent.

“Yeah… I’m sorry, hero, but I only prepared two big tents.”

“Yes? Weren’t there a few small ones usually?”

“Sorry… I usually put it in it, but it seems I forgot it while organizing my luggage.”

The backpack Horde was carrying was not an ordinary backpack, but a magic tool that could hold a lot more tools than what was seen from the outside.

That’s why, in addition to the big tent, there were, and still are, a few small tents inside, but the Horde lied.

“Even if the tent is big… It’s hard to get into that much… Let’s sleep separately for men and women today.”

“That’s right, and I don’t like it because it’s too small for 4 people to sleep with the man included.”

“Oh yeah?”

After Lina said that for some reason, the hero scratched his head shyly.

“Then how about doing this?”

But Martha, who had been listening all along, suddenly intervened, and she crossed her arms at the warrior and said:

“I will use the same tent as the hero. Others use the same tent.”

“… What?!”

At Martha’s words, Mirian involuntarily took her first step and shouted.

-Bang!

The river bed is hollowed out, pebbles on the bottom are splashed everywhere, and the sound of a bomb exploding reverberates.

Naturally, everyone’s eyes, including the warrior, began to focus on Mi-an, and Mi-an, who regained consciousness, bowed her head without saying anything.

“Mirian, is there any problem?”

Martha’s natural words sounded like a provocation to Mirian.

Of course, Mirian knew better than anyone else that the words had no such intention.

“No, I, I…”

With everyone’s eyes on her, Mi-an, who had been keeping his mouth shut, opened her mouth as if she had made up her mind.

“That… Seriously, a saintess sleeping with a man… I wonder if that’s okay…”

It was a plausible excuse for an excuse I came up with in less than 10 seconds.

But Marta smiled and said, as if that wasn’t a big deal.

“If you are an ordinary man, Mirian is right. But what kind of person is the warrior?”

A miraculous product that God gave to humans out of pity.

To doubt such a hero was to Martha the same as to doubt her great Lord.

“I don’t know about anyone else, but I can trust the hero. So don’t worry.”

All of them were unable to open their mouths and kept their mouths firmly shut.

Even if they tried to block others’ gaze as an excuse like in the morning, it did not work on the riverside where there was no human gaze.

“I-over there… Earlier, Lina said she didn’t like being narrow…”

When Yuria barely opened her mouth to say that, Martha smiled and said to Lina.

“Lina-san?”

“Why?”

“Be patient.”

At that resolute statement, neither Yuria nor Rina could find her words, and she was dumbfounded.

“Martha, I haven’t agreed to do that yet…”

“Hero, there is nothing to decline. As I said before, I believe in the hero…”

“Um…”

That moment when the tent’s staffing is about to be decided by the word that he believes in himself.

“Then can I sleep in your tent too?”

At Lina’s words, Marta’s expression, which had been smiling ever since, began to distort.

“… What are you talking about?”

“What? You said earlier that you don’t like being narrow.”

“But why are you in the hero’s tent…”

“You said earlier that it was okay because you believed in the hero. I also believe in the hero, so isn’t it okay? Or what… Are you worried that the Hero will touch my body?”

“What kind of nonsense… !! The hero couldn’t do that… !!”

Martha said so, her anger rising to the top of her head, and she realized that she had made a mistake.

“Right? Since you think so too, there should be no problem!”

“Excuse me… Not even a single word that I’m still okay…”

When the hero, who suddenly realized that things were going strangely, said that, Lina lightly patted the hero on the back and said,

“It’s okay! I’m not even trying to do anything!”

“Yes…”

Eventually, the hero gave up and thus ended the tent staffing for tonight.

“Ok?”

Yuria and Mirian were standing in front of Rina, who was returning to the riverside to prepare a meal after personnel deployment was over.

“…”

“…”

YuRia and Mirian silently glared at Lina with eerie eyes mixed with jealousy and anger.

‘… Did I tease you too much?’

As her excellent scout, Lina noticed at a glance that there was life in her eyes as she looked at herself.

Lina said it was just a joke, but the two didn’t take it as a joke.

It is understandable that Martha, who is clean, is by the hero’s side, unlike their own, whose body is dirty.

However, it was absolutely unacceptable for the two of them that Lina, who had nothing to do with them, was by the hero’s side.

“… You know there’s a hero behind you, right?”

When Lina, who seriously felt the threat to her life, said that, the two of them glanced at the hero behind them.

The hero, who was tearing up the tent with Horde and taking out the ingredients prepared in advance from his backpack, glanced back at Lina, perhaps noticing the unusual air current flowing around her.

In the end, the two men, receiving the hero’s puzzled gaze, withdrew from Lina without a word.

However, even if she fell away from Lina, her deadly eyes did not loosen.

‘Whoa… I almost got fucked.’

Lina, her liver cold, grabbed her pot and headed to the riverside to draw water.

When Lina, holding her pot, bent down to pour water on the riverside.

“…”

Suddenly, Mi An came to her with a pot and sat down next to Lina.

“What?! Why?! Hit me?”

“… It’s not like that. I just came because I wanted to ask…”

“What? What… ?”

Contrary to what she said, Mi An, who said she came because she wanted to ask something, just stared at the calm river.

“What… I’m not kidding, so just tell me.”

“…”

Mi-an, who couldn’t open her mouth easily even after hearing those words, spoke in a small voice that didn’t fit her big body as if she had made up her mind.

“… Are you planning to have a good time with the dragon today?”

“When I said something…”

Putting aside whether she could or couldn’t, Lina really didn’t want to do anything with the hero.

“I don’t think so. I don’t know if it was the first time we met, but not now.

“Why? I thought you had feelings for the hero too… Wasn’t it?”

“Mind? Ah. That… I mean, I’ve lived a little longer. Even though I have a heart, I’m a little different from you. As it were… Should I call it maternal love?”

“… Maternal love?”

When the unexpected words came out, Mirian looked back at Lina with a panic.

Since she was no one else and Lina full of her playfulness in everything she did, she might sound like a joke, but Lina’s expression on her face was serious.

“… At first, her handsome face first caught her eye. As I kept looking at it, it reminded me of my children.”

Seeing her warrior begging her to learn about her archery skills, beasts, and various knowledge, Lina thought of her children when they were children.

Every time she saw the warrior who was delighted with her archery and scouting skills that she had learned from Lina, she unknowingly smiled happily.

There were times when I inadvertently brought tears to my eyes when I thought of the feelings of a hero who lost his parents at such a young age and took on the mission of subjugating the demon lord.

She reached out to stroke her hair, hoping to compliment her one day, but it also happened that her height difference was too great for her to reach.

“Therefore… In short, the feelings I have for the hero are not ‘I want to make that man mine’, but ‘I wish I had a son or grandson like that’.”

“… I knew you were old, but did you have children?”

“Can’t you see this? Will the men leave me alone?”

As Lina said that, she grinned and pointed her finger at her own face.

Seeing that brazen appearance, Mirian completely softened up and burst into laughter.

“It’s nice to see you smiling. Do you have any more questions?”

“No… No more.”

Mirian said that and got up from his seat. She said to Lina before she left with the pot.

“Something feels a little bit better. Thanks.”

*****

After finishing the meal, the Hero group roughly arranged the tableware and headed straight for the tent.

The exact situation is unknown, but it was necessary to find out the culprit as soon as possible even now, when there may not be enough time.

“Then I’ll go in.”

As the hero entered the tent, Martha, who had been watching her, glared at Lina and said,

“… Then we will go in.”

“Okay! I didn’t know that I would wear the title of an elf who slept with a warrior who lived and lived… This is something I will live to see for a very long time!”

“… Please refrain from saying anything that could cause misunderstanding.”

Martha and Lina enter, leaving Hod and his women on the riverside.

“Tsk… Then we will go in.”

At Horde’s words, YuRia and Mirian followed Horde into the tent.

“What the fuck is that guy…”

As soon as he entered the tent, Horde glared at the tent where the Hero and the others were, swearing as if his mask had been removed.

“Hey, sow…”

And as if to relieve the humiliation suffered by the hero, this time he reached out to Mirian, not YuRia.

Mirian closed her eyes in silence, thinking that what always happened would happen today too.

“Go to sleep.”

While Mirian made up his mind, Yuria activated sleep magic on Horde.

Of course, Horde couldn’t even resist the magic and fell forward as it was.

“Why did you do that…”

When Mirian, taken aback by YuRia’s sudden behavior, asked, YuRia avoided Mirian’s gaze and spoke in a low voice.

“Somehow… I think you hate it.”

“… Thank you so much.”

The two laid Horde inside, YuRia in the middle, and Mirian near the entrance to sleep.

“…”

“…”

How many minutes had passed since the two of them fell asleep?

Unlike Horde, who snores at all, the two couldn’t sleep.

When Mi-an, unable to sleep, got up from her bed to get some fresh air, Yuria, who was next to her, asked,

“Where… ?

“Just… Let’s get some fresh air I’ll be back soon, so sleep first.”

“Huh…”

As she stepped out of her tent, a pleasant breeze blew through Mirian’s orange hair.

‘How come this…’

Where did things go wrong?

As Mirian shuddered at his shame and her own foolishness as she recalled her past, the warrior’s voice came from afar.

“Mirian? What are you doing there?”