[Comprehensive] Give me amnesia!

The weather that day was unlike anything recorded.

The duel had lasted two days, and the initial semblance of friendship had long been shattered.In the early morning of the third day, when she went out to prepare her chariot, she met Phedia's driver.

"You got up late." The other said.

"At least it's not too late."

The young driver looked at her and asked:

"Will they decide the winner today?"

"This has nothing to do with us, we just have to watch silently. This is the benefit of not being a hero."

She stared at the other party and evoked a faint smile, but her heart was not relaxed.

She is a bystander, and not just a bystander.She has already been spoiled by the ending. The brave Fidia, Cu Chulainn's brother-in-law, will usher in his end today, and as Rieger the driver, she will also be a participator in the end of his death By.

Feidia has blond curly hair and blue eyes. He speaks playfully, is innocent and loves to laugh - he is different from the enemies who died at the hands of Cu Chulainn in the past. Feidia has voice, smell and color of.

Phydia, colorful, was about to die on a gloomy, rainy night.

The rain was pouring down, and the two fought in the rapids at the ferry. The guns and swords stirred up huge waves, and Cu Chulainn was at a disadvantage.He once told the driver to use words to encourage her, so she stood under the gray beech with her weapon in her arms, scratching her stomach for harsh lines, yelling at Cu Chulainn, and the anger intensified until——

A black monster appeared.

His whole body was covered in horny substances, and his bone spurs were ferocious. His thick tail slapped the river surface, hitting a person-high splash, which wet Erika's astonished face.

Fidia just died.

The chest was pierced, the lips were pale, his color disappeared, and he became a gray corpse, floating quietly.The enemy driver had already run away screaming, but Erika couldn't move.

The bloody pupils were full of lust, the monster grinned and walked towards her——

Erika closed her eyes, pushing the unpleasant memories out of her mind.

She calmed down.

A driver who has been holding the reins all year round has more or less muscles in his arms and wrists, but Rigg is different, he is surprisingly thin.Cu Chulainn's palm could even easily cover the boy's calf. The bottom of his hand was a soft body that seemed to have not been tempered, and it was a bit more delicate than those nobles who never did chores.

——The same goes for the girl named "Namba Erika".

Cú Chulainn pressed her shoulder with one hand, and the five fingers holding her wrist moved down slowly. The cuff buttons of the girl's school uniform were stretched open under external force, and the white cloth fell off her wrist and slid down to the crook of her arm.

He suddenly leaned back, tilting his head to avoid the instant blow, the extremely sharp blade grazed his cheek, and blood flowed down.

"Have you touched enough?"

The black-haired girl asked coldly.

In her unfettered right hand lay a gleaming dagger, red blood dripped from the sharp edge, and the same color stained the girl's pale pink lips.

Heroic Spirit's expression became dangerous, but before he could make another move, his arms were suddenly empty.A cold and sharp object was clinging to his carotid artery. A girl's voice sounded from behind him:

"I believe that even if you become like this, the stupid loyalty in your bones will not change. Why, Miss Malfoy drove you away?"

The girl's voice was very low, almost a whisper, a cold warning wrapped in velvet,

"I don't know how you found out who I am, Kumi, but you better figure it out, I'm hard to kill."

"Rig" rarely calls the hero Kumi, he likes to call him by his full name.

Ironically, arrogantly, indifferently, disgustingly, but also trustingly, sincerely, tenderly, and intimately, the pronunciation of "Cú Chulainn" swirls on the tip of his tongue, and spits it out faintly, with countless conflicting emotions blending together. Among them, it is more pleasant than any pronunciation.

But "Kumi" is different.

It's more like programmed kindness, and she's reluctant to stilt her lines like the worst actors.

The girl was showing hostility to him in a unique way between the two of them.

Cu Chulainn laughed, his throat vibrating from the laughter, as if he didn't care about the sharpness that might cut his life at any time.

"You are such a poor and slow Master, Rig."

"……what?"

"Miss Malfoy has left."

"?!"

"I'm still standing here, why do you think of any images? ——For example, when King Arthur is summoned."

Black monsters seldom talk so much.

The few times he showed up, he didn't say a word.

Fight, fight.Apart from fighting, Cu Chulainn in this posture has no existence value.

He was born just to [win].

That's it.

However, a strange emotion remained in his heart, urging him to say and do something to his former partner and current master—this must be something unnecessary left by "that guy", the monster thought indifferently.

"Still not aware of it? [That thing] in your mind is instructing me unscrupulously, ordering me to destroy everything in this world."

"You should be familiar with me in this posture."

Without turning his head, he could smell the shaking on the girl's body,

"Answer me, Master, do you want to destroy everything?"

"Are you talking about...?"

"answer me."

The monster's sensitive hearing caught a short and rapid inhalation, and he could almost imagine the girl's expression at the moment.

Want to believe but not sure, want to refuse but can't escape.

The knife did not move away, the girl hesitated and said:

"I don't want this, Cu Chulainn."

Just like when she first saw Saber who fell into madness because of the [dream], she happily raised her hand and ordered without hesitation:

"In the name of the Command Spell—"

Accelerator was running fast.

His heart was overloaded with beating violently, and his already pale face became even whiter.

This was not due to intense exercise. The white-haired boy operated the vector, rather than running, it was more like gliding, and he didn't expend too much energy.

With a taste of rust in his mouth, he chewed Rin Tohsaka's words.

(“This Holy Grail War . . . is actually an exorcism.”)

("Even if you win, there is no prize, just erase the person who doesn't exist.")

("To put it bluntly, we seem to have seven groups of masters and slaves, but in fact there is only one unique participant.")

(“The will of the world—have you ever heard the term on the science side?”)

Accelerator's red eyes anxiously searched for the girl.

(Bastard! If what she says is true...)

The presence of Namba Erika is anomalous.

Certain memories that he tried to forget gradually came to mind.

In that room of the research institute, the young girl lost her life for a while.The electrocardiogram was flattened, and all brain activities stopped. The researchers sighed and pulled off their masks, discarded the failed experimental animals on the operating table, and left one after another.

At that time, Accelerator, who was standing behind the door, stayed behind by a strange coincidence.

He stared at the pale corpse, recalling the bright moment of those golden eyes.The boy named Yifang Accelerator once rejected her warmth with malice, but now, her flame of light has been extinguished forever.

Then, the next second, the girl who confirmed her death suddenly opened her eyes in a daze.

She tilted her head and softly called out, "Accelerator".

That's how it all started.

The white-haired boy gritted his molars tightly. He heard a dull sound coming from the woods not far away, so he pulled away the dead branches and leaves, and followed the reputation——

Pupils constricted.

The girl was pressed on the body by the man in the hood, her hands were folded and shackled above her head, half of her small face including her mouth was covered by the man's big hands, she could only struggle and shake her head, making broken protest sounds, and was repeatedly beaten by the man. Pressed back.

The bronze-skinned man leaned down, a few strands of dark blue long hair slipped out from under the hood, and swept across the girl's blood-stained lips.

He said something softly, then let go of his hand, and casually cast his gaze at Accelerator.

Two pairs of red pupils collided.

"what."

The man grinned, showing off arrogantly like a wild dog snatching prey,

"It is you."

A string that was taut broke with a snap.

The strongest white-haired face twisted ferociously, and a heavy gasp escaped from his throat. His ghost-like gaze quickly passed over the girl's astonished face, and then he raised his feet, pouring all his strength into the soles of his feet in one breath——

Accelerator blasted out like a cannonball, with a miniature hurricane wrapped in his clenched fist, all kinds of emotions exploded in his chest, he no longer restrained the mad anger in his eyes, and hit the man's face with all his strength.

"Go to hell—the hell!"

The strongest cursed fiercely.

That was the only fate for the villains who dared to spy on girls in the past.

The author has something to say:

Explain, the black dog wanted to interrupt her command spell, and Erika just used teleportation, so she couldn't escape this time.

Then the innocent scene was seen by our No. [-] hero.

The setting here is that the black dog considers himself a combat weapon, and thinks that Erika has nothing special about him, but his body is very honest...in a sense, he is violent.

Black Dog: I don't care if you are...

Erika: MMP, get off of me first!

In addition: Yesterday... just touched my waist!Someone actually called a car!Che you ball chicken!Open your eyes, innocent little fools, and take a good look!Is this a car?It's just an ordinary color.Lure! (Super confident.JPG

…Actually, I really want to write about cars. I always thought I was a super perverted carnivore. As a result, those fresh/cute/sexually indifferent people in the group handed in high-scoring answers of various Plays, and they were all full. Read the group books, have a lot of knowledge (xxx)... I am the only one who has never written ORZ

... So I brewed up feelings in the middle of the night, made up three pornographic articles, and secretly wrote half an article about mending demons in a coma.

New cars hit the road.

That...that...do you want to see it?

If you read it, can you not despise my driving skills?