[Comprehensive] Give me amnesia!

Preliminary summary: Cu Chulainn and Rigg went to the north together to wipe out the Connaught mercenaries. In the cave, Cu Chulainn struggled with Rieg's sleeping face, and finally asked Rieg "What do you think about the relationship between men and men?" What do you think about..."

After comforting Cu Chulainn who felt inferior about his sexual orientation, Erika finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She governs for herself.Proud to be correct.

Cu Chulainn didn't look as happy as she'd imagined, however.

The big hero crouched on the ground like a dog, and looked at her with burning red eyes, almost fierce.

"Cú Chulainn?"

Erika turned her face slightly uncomfortably,

"That...do you have any questions?"

(Could it be that he is still homophobic? Feeling embarrassed about being gay? Shy enough to get angry? Like that, how close is homophobia? There is still some truth in psychology...)

Erika thought to herself,

(Cu Chulainn is much slimmer than the bunch of animal-like strong men, plus the fact that gay men have more than 0 and less than 1, I think he is probably a 0.)

Thinking of this, Erika couldn't help but look at Cu Chulainn with pity.

(Cuchulin, who pays so much attention to masculinity, certainly cannot accept being in a woman's position... He must have trusted me to say this to me,)

(As his friend, I must persuade him well.)

Thinking of this, Erika let go of her guard, and looked at Cu Chulainn, who was showing a fierce look, with a kind of gentle eyes like looking at gay honey, and said:

"—do you not believe what I say, Ku?"

Rieger said with a smile, with a small pear dimple at the corner of his mouth.

Cu Chulainn's heart moved slightly.

The boy's attitude towards him has never been gentle enough, but now he is a little too kind.

The shattered flames were reflected in Rigg's brown pupils, and there seemed to be a layer of pale pink mist covering his cheeks just after waking up.

It's just—

(—as if implying something.)

Cú Chulainn stood up abruptly, and he spent almost all his strength to move his eyes away from the boy's exposed neck, restraining the urge to bite on it——

"I'll go outside and have a look."

——The great hero of Ulster left such a sentence, and ran out of the cave as if fleeing, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not.

His head was so hot that he felt dizzy, almost melting.

Cu Chulainn dragged Gae Bolg, running in the forest without any rules, crossing the gurgling stream and jagged rocks, and finally stopped on the wet and soft turf.

He leaned his back on the thick beech trunk, relaxed his body in embarrassment, and slowly sat down on the ground.

A sigh escaped from his mouth, and Cu Chulainn covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and murmured feebly to himself:

"...What a foul."

The uncontrollable longing for the younger generation as a comrade-in-arms... It was already embarrassing enough.

To make matters worse, after seeing that smile, Cu Chulainn had more subtle thoughts.

Want to own that smile.

I want this child... to show more expressions because of myself.

Want to experience more stories with him.

Not just comrades, not just meat.The lover of desire...but...

"asshole!"

Cu Chulainn clenched his teeth, cursing himself fiercely,

"This is too greedy."

That kid is not mature enough.

Just because of his own selfish desires, he took advantage of Lige's youthful impulse and friendship, and tied up the boy's future in this way——

(Absolutely not.)

Cu Chulainn told himself so.

After running for a long distance, even he was sweating a little. The forest was damp and cold, and the heat and cold were intertwined. Cu Chulainn's dizzy brain woke up because of this uncomfortable body feeling.

He stood up and looked back.

The warm firelight belonging to the cave was blocked by forest fog and trees, and it could not be seen from here.

(Rig must have been baffled that he ran so far unconsciously.)

Cu Chulainn frowned,

(Go back quickly...)

Just as he took a step forward, he suddenly stopped, and looked sharply at the tree three or four feet away——

There were a few leaves there, moving unnaturally.

In the next second, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

Dozens of bows and arrows shot straight at his vitals. Cu Chulainn's expression remained unchanged. He swung his red gun a few times and clanged several times. The long-planned attack was quickly deciphered.

More leaves moved. This is the volume that even ordinary people can listen to and distinguish their positions. The enemy no longer cares about hiding their positions—or intentionally causing noise and attracting the attention of their companions.

Cu Chulainn grinned, raised GaeBolg, exerted strength with his upper body, and threw it towards the target without stopping.

Stabbing—the sound of flesh being pierced.

A group of black shadows hit the ground heavily, twitching non-stop.

Cu Chulainn grinned, walked forward, held the end of the love gun and lifted it with the prey, and nailed the man who had been pierced through the abdomen to the tree trunk.

"Connaught's mercenaries?"

He raised half of his eyebrows, his voice cold.

The man spat out blood clots and said intermittently:

"I heard that Cu Chulainn is here, the information is indeed correct..."

"Where did you get the information?"

"That's...you can't tell..."

Halfway through the man's speech, he fumbled his palm into his pocket as quickly as lightning, and before he could find anything, Cu Chulainn reflexively raised his love gun upwards.

I don't know how many organs were damaged by this blow, the man's hand hangs down feebly, he hangs on the tip of the gun, shaking like a piece of rotten rag.

Cu Chulainn reached out to check his pocket, and found a small pot-shaped object.

Druid's Magic Salute.

Cu Chulainn's calm expression suddenly changed drastically.

He regained his fighting stance and looked around vigilantly, but he didn't hear any sound.

Make sure there are no enemies.

However, knowing this fact, Cu Chulainn's expression became even uglier.

The function of the magic salute is to inform the location of his companions. The effective range in the forest is not long, and there must be a lot of his companions nearby.

Since this person knew about Cu Chulainn's information, then this encounter was not accidental, but an active pursuit.

So--

(- Rigg!)

Unwilling to stay for a moment, Cu Chulainn ran towards the general direction of the cave at the fastest speed.

(Damn! Just at this time!)

Rigg's combat effectiveness was not high, and he could barely deal with ordinary Connaught soldiers, let alone mercenaries who had experienced many battles.The location of the cave is too eye-catching in the dark, if someone finds out——

Cu Chulainn couldn't imagine that kind of picture.

He could only grit his teeth, and rushed to where Rigg was with a frenzied posture of swallowing all his regrets and fears.

Cu Chulainn is fast.

But he couldn't predict how many people would pass his position and march towards the boy's position in the dark night.It is even more unpredictable how many people saw the fire in the cave and were attracted to explore it.

For mercenaries with rich combat experience, it may only take a few seconds to end the life of a young coachman.

Finally, a star appeared in the field of vision.

It's not far away.

Before Cu Chulainn could heave a sigh of relief, he saw the golden magic firework rising into the air from the flickering position of the fire—exploding—and sparks radiating in all directions.

Rigg was found.

His muscles tensed to the extreme, his mind went blank, he finally rushed to the cave entrance at the fastest and slowest speed, and looked inside——

There is no expected figure.

A mercenary in a battle uniform similar to the man he saw just now was rummaging around for something. The air around here was filled with the unique atmosphere of the magic salute.

Later--

After that, Cu Chulainn has no memory.

When he came back to his senses, the cave that had been cleaned and smelled fresh had a very strong bloody smell.

All kinds of shapeless fragments of limbs were piled up around him, and the blood of dozens of people completely stained the rock face red.

Probably due to the effect of the magic salute, a large number of enemies were caught in the net all at once, and it didn't take a few minutes.

This was originally a snare set by the enemy for him, but when the gap in strength is too large, between the hunter who set the trap and the prey who seems to have fallen into the net, he only needs to tear off the fragile barrier to completely subvert the initiative.

Cu Chulainn thought indifferently.

What made him finally stop and regain consciousness was the unique footsteps of teenagers.

At a distance, he was caught by his keen sense of hearing.It was originally quite brisk, but suddenly the rhythm was disrupted.

The boy with black hair and brown eyes appeared intact at the end of the cave, projected on the center of Cu Chulainn's retina.

The young man glanced at the blood-colored cave in surprise, then covered his nose without hesitation, and stepped back quickly:

"Stupid Cu Chulainn! Why did you make it like this when I went out for a while? We will live in this place for a long time——huh?!"

The boy's scolding stopped.

Cú Chulainn hugged the recovered Rieg forcefully, as if trying to crush him into his arms.

Rigg's breath was warm and clean.

The sound only stopped for a few seconds, and was replaced by a new round of complaints on the theme.

"You're so dirty", "Get away from me", "Oh my god, I just took a shower", "You hug me too hard, it hurts", they kept complaining non-stop.

Rieger's soft breath blew softly on Cu Chulainn's ears and temples.

Cu Chulainn couldn't respond.

He seemed to have lost his words, but silently hugged the slender boy even more tightly.

It's great that you're okay.

——It was not such a simple idea of ​​being happy for Rig.

The idea that was first born in Cu Chulainn's mind was selfish and pure——

(It's so nice to still have the opportunity to be with you.)

He was even vaguely thankful that these enemies who had the opportunity to kill Rieger because of his wavering finally helped him to confirm his almost put aside intention.

The embrace was filled with the boy's body, and that alone was not enough.

Want more.

Dogs are more greedy animals than you think.

Cu Chulainn withdrew one hand, stroked the boy's cheek, and watched him turn his head uncomfortably, so cute that it made his heart itch.

The itchy Cu Chulainn whispered hoarsely, "Rig—"

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The author has something to say: In my setting, the dog playing with Erika in Celtic is the character of a gun-dog hybrid dog, while the black dog belongs to me and is a weapon. I don’t care about you. The bright side of me is Love brain fool, huh.

And if the dog didn't become a mad dog when he found out the truth, it is estimated that what you saw was Xiang Erika's dog wagging his tail wildly, after all he has been suppressed for a long time xxx

... I suspect that when I wrote Black Dog, I just subconsciously wanted to avoid the option of Cu Chulainn becoming the hero.

After all, Kumi is definitely a straight ball when facing a cute little girl, right?Dudu, who is pure and innocent, who pretends to be fierce all day long, and Shining, who has zero existence... are not his opponents at all.