There were many people following me, but there were also countless others who picked fights with me for no reason. 0

Most of them seemed to think that if they could take down someone as famous as the next hero, they might gain even a fraction of my popularity. Or maybe they were just annoyed because the girl they liked was following me around, so they wanted to confront me.0

Dragging around a fan club while getting into conflicts everywhere became my daily routine. 0

Ellen and Harriet were still avoiding me. In fact, Harriet seemed to be crying alone. She always wore her hat pulled down low, and her eyes always seemed swollen. 0

Like Ellen, she knew I had been to dangerous places and would continue to go. She seemed to be struggling with herself, unable to stop me yet finding it hard to just stand by and watch.0

Olivia was often absent from the dormitory. She said she had taken on the role of an inquisitor for the Order of the Holy Knights. Given that she was past the age of graduation and would receive credit for her external activities, the Royal Class dormitory was nothing more than a place to sleep for her. 0

Ellen and Harriet were in a state of depression, and Olivia was trying to make a name for herself even more than I was, to lure the Demon King into targeting her. That certainly didn’t make me feel any better.0

There was stress all around… And when severe stress accumulates, hair falls out.0

“Shit… damn it…”0

I had taken a shower and was just about to go to bed when I was stunned to see my hand covered in blonde hair. 0

When I checked my scalp, I found a circular bald spot on the side of my head—a bald patch. A place...2