[Kingshi]miracle

It was already the third day, and Shirou secretly looked at Gilgamesh who was walking beside him in a strange way.

I'm going to school, so it's normal, but the other party's meaning is a little unclear.

No, it should be said that Shirou rarely saw Gilgamesh go out at this time. Basically, after pulling him out of the quilt forcefully every day, the men would continue to go back to sleep and sleep in the cage after Shirou left home.

But this is the third day, in a row.

This is already a confirmed anomaly. Shirou bid farewell to Gilgamesh at the usual crossroads, but today he did not leave. Instead, he made a gesture and took a few steps forward, then stepped back and left towards Gilgamesh. He poked his head out in the direction, and followed after seeing Gilgamesh abducted.

Although Gilgamesh was no longer in sight, Shirou knew the direction this road led to.

Shopping Street.

On the contrary, Shirou felt relieved.

Maybe he was looking at something again... Returning to the original route, Shirou shook his head amusedly.

In fact, Shirou quickly forgot about it, because on the fourth day, Gilgamesh began to curl up in the bed with sleepy eyes again, almost covering his face.

Pulling the quilt tightly hugged by Gilgamesh made Shirou miss the strength of his arms, and his slender wrists always easily fell under such confrontation, which made the delay of this small battlefield more and more No matter what, Shirou will win in the end.

But this seems to have become a routine, and if you haven't done it before, it will be awkward all day.

During lunch, Shirou said this to Rin a little troubled, but he got a sympathetic look and a subtle smile.

Instinct told him not to delve into this issue, otherwise he would not get any good answers.

Although in the following days, Gilgamesh still occasionally left early and returned late, the average frequency was about once or twice a week, but every time he returned home before eating, Shirou never expressed any dissatisfaction .

As for the fact that Gilgamesh has too much sleep time, it is probably because Shirou's magic power is not enough. By stopping the body function to achieve the same magic power consumption reduction function as the spirit body, After all, Gilgamesh doesn't like astralization.

"Emiya Shirou..." Archer looked at Shirou hesitantly, this was not like him.

"What?" Shirou raised his head inexplicably, and stopped repairing an old-fashioned radio. If it wasn't because the other party was behaving too strangely, he wouldn't have given up halfway like this.

"Do you know that Gilgamesh guy went out recently?" Obviously gossip is not Archer's forte, and when he said this, he always thought of another bohemian face, and almost bit his own tongue.

"I know." Shirou glanced back and forth at Archer several times with the eyes of sizing up the monster, as if wondering if the person in front of him had exchanged souls with another guy or something.

Hearing Shirou's natural answer, Archer's expression became complicated.

"This is really..." Archer, who supported his face, took a sip from his teacup in amazement, and muttered to himself.

What is this reaction.Shirou, who always felt that something was wrong, became confused instead.

Isn't it the consensus among the Servants that Gilgamesh would be fine wandering the streets?You must know that when Shirou is not at home, he is not so comfortable to live in. Lancer, who is working hard, has complained about this problem to his drinking buddies more than once, and he is often teased maliciously. He could not beat Gilgamesh. As a member of the great service industry, Lancer could only force a smile with twitching face, and retaliated by adding dishwashing water to the black tea ordered by Gilgamesh, but in the end he was forced to pour the tea into in stomach.

For this reason, Assassin can only shrug his shoulders and say who made your Master be that Mr. Priest.

Mentioning this, even the bold and optimistic Lancer couldn't help but sigh.

To sum up, any participant in the Holy Grail War should not feel strange about Gilgamesh going out.

"Is Jill doing something strange?" After thinking about it, he came to the only conclusion, which made Shirou alert.

"It's really strange, so you don't know." Archer laughed incomprehensibly, and seemed to have no intention of continuing to explain. Even when Shirou asked, he admired his young self fidgeting with an inscrutable expression. Shirou gritted his teeth angrily and had nothing to do with him.

"Anyway, it won't be a bad thing." After dropping this sentence, Archer disappeared in a spirit body.

"Wait!" Before Shirou got up to stop him, he disappeared completely, and sat back on the cushion awkwardly, such ambiguous words were not comforting at all.

His entire eyebrows were furrowed as if he was trying to tie a knot, not because he didn’t want to trust Gilgamesh, but according to the nature of the King of Heroes, the actions that Shirou can make are definitely not something that Shirou can easily guess, maybe he himself doesn’t think that It's a bad thing, but in fact... no, no, no, since Archer says it's not a bad thing, even though Shirou and Archer are not at odds, they still trust the other party's standards of good and evil.

It's just that the more I think about it, the worse it gets. No matter how I correct it, I can't get a satisfactory answer. This is like a sharp thorn, deeply piercing Shirou's heart.

Carefully hiding his doubts, Shirou made up his mind to wake up.

But that night he didn't sleep well at all, turned over several times, finally opened his eyes and stared at Gilgamesh's face in a daze as if giving up.

Shirou hugged his schoolbag tightly and followed Gilgamesh cautiously. In order to ensure that he would not be discovered, even though the distance was so far that he would lose him at any time, he still did not intend to take a step closer.

Seriously, he'd have a nervous breakdown if he didn't figure it out.

Damn Archer, he must have known that he would be troubled by this, so he deliberately half-spoken!

Even Shirou himself felt that this kind of behavior was wrong, but Shirou asked a little bit, obviously Gilgamesh had no intention of explaining.

Even if he understands that the other party is probably not doing anything bad, the problem is that Shirou can't help but care about what it is.

Make sure to figure it out today!Secretly!

Shirou, who was still wearing his school uniform, clenched his fists tightly, feeling a lot of guilt all over his body, but it had nothing to do with skipping class at all.

Hiding behind a telegraph pole, Shirou saw Gilgamesh walk into a shop from a distance, and didn't come out for a long time.

That's it.

Lifting his schoolbag to cover the lower half of his face, Shirou tiptoed over.

Gilgamesh was indeed inside, and after a few words with a middle-aged man, he pushed the box on the table in front of him over.

Shirou, who really didn't understand what he was doing, raised his head and took two steps back at the same time. Finally, he saw the simple and simple sign above, and nodded with sudden understanding.

No wonder there are so many oddly shaped old items in the store, which turned out to be antique stores.

Hmm... Not to mention that Gilgamesh would never sell his collection frequently, and he didn't need to do so at all. The jewels and valuable metals stored in the king's treasury are enough to be squandered in this world. The actual cost of Gilgamesh, who has an illusion of luxury, is completely within the range that Shirou can bear.

After all, not all valuables will be favored by the king. If we only pay attention to the price, how many things in this world can be barely equal to the value of Gilgamesh's collection.

So, what is he... Shirou, who was in deep thought, didn't notice that his position at the moment had nothing to do with secrecy at all, so when Gilgamesh in the store opened the door and came out, Shirou tried to avoid it in surprise He opened it, but found that the only thing around that could be called a cover was the schoolbag in his hand.

"..." Gilgamesh stood in front of Shirou with his chest folded, raising his eyebrows slightly, with an expression of waiting for an explanation.

"..." Shirou smirked twice, but the other party was unmoved, obviously there was no room for excuses.

"Hey, are you Mr. Gilgamesh's friend? Come in and have a seat first." The middle-aged man who followed after him warmly invited Shirou, and Shirou stole a glance at Gilgamesh's face, biting the bullet nodded.

The inside of the store is much bigger than it looks from the outside, Shirou sat on the sofa used to receive customers, and looked back curiously.

Gilgamesh was on the other side of the room. A luxuriously dressed woman opened a dark blue velvet box. Shirou could see that it contained a necklace strung with dozens of precious stones. There is a sapphire the size of a fingernail inlaid in the position.

Unexpectedly, after seeing Gilgamesh twice, he snorted like a sneer, but when the woman saw Gilgamesh's impolite behavior, she just sighed in disappointment, and even thanked Gilgamesh. Shi smiled and said something.

The middle-aged man, who is also the owner of this shop, brought hot black tea to Shirou. After thanking Shirou, he quickly grabbed the boss and asked:

"What is that Gil... Gilgamesh doing here?"

If this is not an antique shop but a cowherd shop, Shirou would understand.

"Ah, Mr. Gilgamesh is my appraiser here." The boss didn't show much surprise to Shirou's question, but replied kindly.

The boss just came to this commercial street to open a store. Although the decoration is very careful, but the number of customers has always put him in an embarrassing situation of deficit. The reason is that he has not been able to find a suitable appraiser. .

As an antique dealer, although the boss himself has a certain level of appraisal, but it is only limited to a hobby.

Until the appearance of Gilgamesh, this man did not need any sophisticated equipment at all, and could accurately distinguish the authenticity with just his eyes. So far, he has not made any mistakes, and the boss does not understand why it can be called a meager salary The appraisers who retain this level have always wanted to cultivate some feelings according to their preferences, but there has been no progress.

The boss doesn't know anything about Gilgamesh, where he lives, or even his contact information, and even the working hours seem to be random.

"Appraiser...?" Shirou was dumbfounded, of course he knew what an appraiser is, the problem is that it is a profession!Unsurprisingly, Gilgamesh was at work, no wonder Archer wanted that reaction.

If someone had said that to Shirou before today, he would have laughed at this joke all day long.

Gilgamesh is working, how could Gilgamesh be working!

This is like a story from the Arabian Nights, and it just appeared in front of Shirou.

Just thinking about it carefully, although the impression of Gilgamesh is dominated by his domineering arrogance, from the very beginning, he has done what he should do as a Saber.

Whether he rescued Shirou when he was attacked, or did not continue to ravage Berserker when Shirou asked him to let Berserker go, as a Servant, although Gilgamesh was not active, he was not negligent. .

"Shut up and go back." Gilgamesh looked at Shirou angrily.

"Now?" For Gilgamesh's defiant attitude, it seems that he has no self-consciousness as an employee at all, and he doesn't pay attention to the boss standing next to him. For this reason, Shirou secretly glanced at the boss, I always feel that Gilgamesh will be fired in the next second.

But no, the boss enthusiastically sent them out of the store, looking very happy, which made Shirou very speechless.

"...how do you remember... working?" I always feel that it is only against the law to assign Gilgamesh this word, and Shirou himself finds it extremely awkward.

"It's nothing, just fulfilling my duties a little bit." Gilgamesh looked indifferent, and his eyes occasionally fell on the dangling ring on Shirou's chest.

Because of the school regulations, Shirou still took off the ring and put it on a silver chain to hang around his neck, at least this way he would not be noticed when he put it in the neckline.

"What duty?" Shirou asked casually without knowing anything.

"husband."

Shirou paused, froze in place as if he had forgotten to step, racking his brains but couldn't think of words to answer.

Gilgamesh, who still took a few steps on his own, gave up his original intention of ignoring it, stopped, turned around and stretched out his hand to Shirou:

"Hurry up and follow."

Disappointedly letting his cheeks burn, Shirou finally trotted forward two steps without saying anything, and took Gilgamesh's hand.