I Was the Heroine, and in the Sequel, Even Though I’m a Mob, All of My Stats Are Maxed Out

Lively Daily Life

It was a peaceful afternoon, with soft sunlight streaming in and birds chirping through the windows.

I was sitting right next to Alvin-sama, who had been working in his office since this morning, reading a book.

“…. Sigh.”

I gently closed the book and exhaled. It had been a month since I was attacked by the man who killed me before, but I was still spending my day by Alvin-sama’s side.

And it was frightening that we had become accustomed to it, feeling like it was the norm. Alvin-sama was busier than anyone else, and it wouldn’t be good for either of us to continue living like this.

With that in mind, I called out to Alvin-sama, who was looking over some documents.

“I’ve finished reading, so I’m off to the library now.”

“Okay, can you wait just one more minute?”

“I’ll be fine on my own, Alvin-sama. It’s too troublesome to go to the library every time I want to read some books, so I thought I’d just stay there.”

“In that case, I’ll work in the library too….. Ah, maybe I should build a library here.”

“???”

What in the world was he talking about? But he really did have the ability to build a library here overnight.

“I have an escort, and there should be no events for a while, so it’s okay.”

When I told him that, Alvin-sama shook his head in disagreement.

“I’m sorry, but I just get anxious when Nina is not in my sight.”

“Ugh….”

Then he squeezed my right hand in his large palm and looked at me earnestly.

I was extremely weak against Alvin-sama’s face. I knew how worried and heartbroken he was when I was attacked, which was why my resolve was always shaken.

“I-In that case, will you go with me?”

“Of course. It’ll be my pleasure.”

His relieved smile made my heart skip a beat. I felt at ease when I was with Alvin-sama, and I also realized that somewhere in my heart I also wanted to be by his side.

The palms of my hands, which were still connected with his, and my face were slowly getting hotter and hotter. Lately, I had been like this all the time, and the feeling that I was becoming less and less myself scared me a little.

Suddenly, a cheerful knocking sounded in the office. Alvin-sama seemed to immediately recognize who it was, turned his attention to the door, and let out a sigh.

As expected, it was Theo who walked in.

“Nina, let’s have lunch together!”

“Sorry, but Nina and I are going to eat alone.”

“What? Now you’re just monopolizing Nina.”

“Uh, I’m supposed to eat with Lara….”

“….”

“….”

“L-Let’s all eat together instead.”

Every day, Alvin-sama and Theo were constantly fighting over me in petty quarrels. Occasionally, Owen and the others would join in to add fuel to the fire, and the place would descend into chaos.

And I knew the cause of it.

Actually, last week, when I finally calmed down enough, I told Alvin-sama and everyone else about the time I returned to my original world──the time I was killed──in order to find out more about that man.

“Nina, if you feel nauseated or anything, you can stop talking right away. Don’t push yourself.”

Alvin-sama, who was sitting next to me, kept showing his concern for me.

“I understand, thank you…. Two years ago, after I returned from subjugating the Demon King, I wanted to give everyone a gift, so I secretly went to town.”

Yes, even though I usually never went out alone because of my position as a “Saintess.”

“You’re finally alone.”

I must have been complacent back then. All my stats had been maxed out and I had defeated the Demon King, so I guess I had let my guard down and thought there was nothing to be afraid of.

On my way home after shopping, I took a shortcut through a deserted alleyway and was kidnapped by that man. I was overwhelmed by the overwhelming difference in power that I could never have achieved on my own.

“Nina, does it hurt? Are you in pain? Hahaha, don’t cry.”

“Keugh….”

After that, I was killed in a gruesome manner over time in a bloody shed, and I lost my life.

And the next time I woke up, I was lying in my room in my original world. In my original world, I was treated as a missing person during the year I spent in the other world.