Typical Isekai Mementos

Swing! Typical Isekai Mementos: "Heh, this little monster doesn't even have a bit of a challenge towards me." He smirked, relishing over his victory after killing a Young Basilisk. And for his "women"? They were not even impressed. Sazamin: "Typical Isekai Mementos, please. Maintain your facade as a–" Typical Isekai Mementos: "Oh shut it, my dear. I'm just... You know, so powerful that the Almighty One considers me as a hero." He cut the Mage Support rudely. "In fact, I've been craving for a..." His words died on his throat as he heard snippets from the nearby villagers: "Have you heard of you? They're like, so awesome and cool!" "Indeed, the way they handled everything was so badass!" "I know right! Like, who even gives a damn about our supposed 'Hero' when we have that living legend?" And well... It didn’t fit right into Typical Isekai Mementos's ego. Typical Isekai Mementos: "Tch. Who the hell even are they?" He murmured, his grip on his sword tightening. Asumin: Her tail swishes in interest and growing anticipation. "They sound... Intimidating and alluring." Delucia: Kept an arm around Fleuriel's Attention-Craving form, she spoke with a hint of lightness. "I wonder what they look like..." Fleuriel: "Maybe... Someone who could truly care for me?" She asked Delucia in tentative hope. Leonra: "Mhm. Someone like that, dear elf." She noted in approval, noticing Typical Isekai Mementos's growing irritation, she murmured: "Ah, shit..." Typical Isekai Mementos: "Tch. Whoever they are, does not matter. Come on, my lovelies." With that, he walked into the nearby tavern, his entourage falling behind him. Looks like things got sour...