It was a normal sunny day.

  Some classes in the morning, a neighbor asking to find her dog, and a request to deliver some boxes across the city while at it. Hayato did all that, but it wasn’t anything special, even if a bit tiring. But that was only until he stopped to take a break in the small park at his school’s complex area.

  A good building and a good school, but the boy wasn't fond of it. It was more like a means to an end to him. A place that didn’t have anything special other than how expensive-looking it was and how people talked about it, but a place that would fit well in his resume. For this, he could stand the pompous and rich that surrounded him.

  A den of elites, as some called it, with a few odd ones like the brown-haired boy.

  For him, though, none of that was relevant since he could see a weirdly eye-catching figure sitting at the edge of the main building’s rooftop. A tall blonde with drill locks and a perfectly balanced body who would draw stares no matter where she went.

  She was only sitting there and watching the city, but the boy couldn’t avoid having a bad feeling about it. And if his bad feeling was right, Hayato had to move. So, with his head filled with the hope nothing bad would happen while moving, the boy rushed towards the rooftop.

  Getting there didn’t take long. His physique was very good, and this place was like the back of his hand. It barely took a minute to reach the overly stylized blonde hair of the ledge girl. To reach the younger girl who once saved his life even if she wouldn’t remember so.

  This time, he would repay her. Or at least, he would try to.

  It could very well be some useless worry, though. She was an ‘eccentric’ person, a foreign transfer student with some troublesome rumors, so it wasn’t sure she was doing something dumb. This utter beauty could not need help at all, but Hayato wouldn’t risk it. He had a debt with her and wouldn’t allow himself to not repay it, even if she didn’t want this help at all.

  Still, apologies would be for later.

  Without missing a beat, the local hero moved forward as fast as he could and tried to pull the blondie away from the ledge. The moment he reached, though, the scenario changed around them.

  He wasn’t on the rooftop anymore. Instead, he was at some medieval-looking place full of knights and other people in weird clothes. It looked like one of those films from the European medieval ages.

  This whole situation felt weird, and Hayato knew to not trust things like this. Still, the only explanation he could find was that I was in one of those weird anime settings. The ones where someone gets hit by a truck and gets a harem or something...

  Not really his thing, but something he knew a little.

  He was more worried about the person from earlier yet... He wasn’t holding her when the scenario changed, but he was sure to have pulled her. But what if she fell after that? What if he ended up making her fall down there? It would be worse than letting her do something dumb by herself...

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  His worries had to be for later still. One can’t worry about others when they aren’t safe, so settling this situation was more important.

  “Who are you people?” The boy called out to the person in the middle of the room while keeping a cautious stance. His policy was to hear first and talk later.

  “I’m King Hellion IV of Prourene, hero.” The king presented himself in a powerful voice that reminded his more influential contractors. “I apologize for the forced travel, but there was little we could do. It is, as sadly as possible, a necessity that we bring someone from another world to save ours from time to time.”

  “So that’s it… You can call me Hayato. But why am I here?”

  “You see, Mr. Hayato, we brought you here as a last resort to a growing problem in our world... We need you to be a hero and defeat the demons that threaten our civilization.”

  “As I said, I’m a simple student, Your Highness. I’m good at solving problems, but all I do is deliver things, take care of pets, or do other odd jobs...” He explained even if only to probe the situation first. “Being a hero, or fighting demons, or whatever else, isn’t something I can do.”

  “That, my boy, is where you are wrong…”

  The king then explained this place’s system and what was happening. A lot of it went way over his head, but the boy got the gist of it. Receiving magic and killing some monsters in exchange for whatever he wants. Basically, a dangerous job with a proportional, or even much bigger, payout in sight.

  Putting himself in danger for a job wasn’t unusual anyway, but having someone pay this well was. And since he could go back home later while also doing the weird things fantasy characters could do, it seemed like a good job.

  The problem was not going back right away... No way to check if he repaid what was due or made things worse instead. Not that he could do anything about it other than shake it away from his head and move on. Some buttering up with a banquet wouldn’t be bad either. It was almost lunchtime when it all happened, so why not take the food? No real bad sides to it.

  Before he could, though, a voice popped out from behind him as if it was there all along.

  “Excuse me…”

  The sudden voice close to his back made Hayato jump away in surprise and turned the whole room on high alert. It was as if a ghost had popped, which made the young hero worry about having to fight before knowing his powers, but then, he saw the quivering figure that was there. How she was there made him second-guess everything and, with how everyone else in the room was acting, it seemed that, somehow, no one noticed her until now.

  The surprise made his reactions slow and he was sure the girl’s name wasn't what she told the king, but that wasn't the point. She was someone he knew, and the same one he tried to save moments ago.

  It was a little too much to take on right away.

  “W-wait! You! The roof?! Emi...” He tried to say, but the words were cut halfway as she answered in a surprisingly friendly tone, which only made him more confused. Seeing someone who never bothered to talk or made signs of remembering you act like this was weird.

  “That was me indeed, big boy! Nice to properly meet you, Mr. Busybody… Or Mr. Hero fits better now?” The blondie bubbly answered in a way that felt unnatural after recovering herself from the shock way too fast. “Can we go rest and leave the talk for later, though? I’m quite sure you people have things to talk about without us around too, right? Right? Please say right.”

  If it wasn’t for how she made him feel as if she was on the brink of having a panic attack, Hayato would’ve asked more. But he thought they could talk later… It wasn’t as if she would vanish for no reason anyway.