Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

Enkidu and Gilgamesh want to make a deal with the port.port.black.hand.party.

They will properly assist the Gang.Port.Black.Hand.Party in their actions, and the Gang.Port.Black.Hand.Party needs to use all their contacts and strength to find someone for them.

As the current leader of the port, port, black, hand, and party, Mori Ogai, who killed the previous one to seize the throne, is not a good person to talk about in various senses——

But the ruler of Uruk, and the strongest weapon in the Age of Gods, is even more so.

When Mori Ogai was thinking carefully and playing tricks inside and out, Gilgamesh, who had been crossing his arms, sneering and squinting, treated him like a clown.

It was Enkidu who sighed first.

"Sorry, it seems that you haven't understood the current situation."

The young man with emerald green hair twisted his sideburns to the back, showing a gentle smile without much special meaning, and said calmly and softly.

"I'm ashamed to say that after I came here, I was a little excited, so I'm not very patient. I will continue to play with you... Please let us settle the battle quickly?"

As soon as the words fell, Mori Ogai and the cadres present all looked stagnant!

——Obviously the other party didn't make any moves, but Enkidu suddenly exuded a terrifying coercion!It was so forced that even the air seemed to turn into a viscous solid, making it difficult to breathe, let alone move.

【will die. 】

[If you don't obey, you will die. 】

This is the instinctive reaction that emerges in everyone's mind.

Absolute crushing entirely on different levels.

Only then did Gilgamesh burst out laughing, leaning against Mori Ogai's table like no one else was there, and casually fiddled with the luxurious trinkets on the table.

He lowered his head, his snake-like scarlet eyes met Mori Ogai.

A drop of sweat dripped down Mori Ogai's forehead.

"Bastard, ecstasy, kneel down, accept the honor bestowed on you by this king, and obey the king's orders—or."

The index finger tilted downwards, and the fragile ornament hooked on the fingertips slammed to the ground, uttering fragmented last words, Gilgamesh raised the corners of his lips arrogantly and cruelly.

"Become a dead criminal against the king."

Mori Ogai agreed to the deal.

He also had no choice.

But when Mori Ogai asked the two what they were looking for about the content of the transaction, the two people's answers seemed to be joking.

Because "Yamite" is not Yayoi Aoki's body, it is impossible to confirm whether the appearance is the same, and she does not think that Enkidu and Gilgamesh will meet again in the future, and she has not said any information about her future.

Putting it all together, it is - no name, no appearance, not even a designated area.

Mori Ogai even felt that these two robbers were sent by the Armed Detective Detective Agency to find excuses to mess with themselves.

"It doesn't matter, do you have activities like auctions or appreciations? Please release the news so that everyone can know that this gold cup is in Yokohama."

Putting the golden cup engraved with the clumsy little flower and the two lines of characters from the age of the gods on the table, Enkidu, who released such a terrifying aura just now, now has slightly curved eyebrows, like a spring breeze in March, so gentle that even small animals They will all let down their guard.

"—that's enough. We'll find her."

Even if the appearance changes and the name changes, the breath of the soul remains the same.Enkidu was sure that even in the crowd, he could accurately distinguish the Amites of Uruk.

It's just that I'm not sure where Yamit is now, and I'm looking around aimlessly, and it's inefficient.

And when the news about the golden cup is released, Yamit will come over when she sees it—only she can understand the two lines of ancient text that no one can distinguish.

She won't miss it.

Because it was hers, a gift from them, and she would never give it up to anyone else.

It is also out of some kind of bad taste that Gilgamesh and Enkidu did not let the port.port.mafia.hand.party add their names to the global propaganda.

Gilgamesh, who lives by the golden rule and never has to worry about money, sat on the table with his legs crossed, showing a wicked smile.

"That idiot, probably sneaked over to 'take it' directly?"

Just imagine, Yamit quietly opened the treasure house of the king, covered her aura with something, and was about to run away with the golden cup in her arms, when she turned her head and saw the two of them——

For sure, there will be a ridiculous expression.

The strongest weapon of the Age of Gods with a gentle and light expression, this time, it did not stop Gilgamesh's ulterior motives.

——It’s not too much to charge them a little price for such an involuntary way of parting, and to make them wait for such a long time, right?

However, the two did not expect that, starting from the golden cup containing huge magic power, they combined various factors and accidentally created a subspecies-specific Holy Grail, which opened an unexpected and unconventional Holy Grail War.

However, Gilgamesh and Enkidu didn't take this matter to heart, they just blessed Yokohama with an enchantment, lest the world's magicians come to disturb the progress of finding someone, and they didn't even talk about the relevant science to this group of only Ordinary people who know coin magic say.

After all... Both of them acquiesced to the fact that this golden cup belongs to "Yamite".

Who would dare to steal from Uruk if only Uruk robbed houses and plundered wool from other countries?Even if the form has changed a little, the gold cup is still a gold cup, with that little flower engraved on it.

The world is the king's back garden, and the Holy Grail belongs to the king as a matter of course—anyway, that's what the oldest hero king thinks.

Because the main thoughts now are spent on thinking about how to teach that wayward will of the country later, Gilgamesh is too lazy to play a house-like Holy Grail War.

In addition, he can change his face as fast as turning the pages of a book. If Mori Ogai has something to do, he will usually go to Enkidu first, and Gilgamesh can wander more freely.

However, almost a month after the news of Jinbei was released, the two of them still haven't sensed the aura of "Yamite" in Yokohama.

For one thing, Yayoi Aoki fell into a "sleep" during her stay in the world of kings. After waking up, it was followed by the sports festival. After the sports festival, she was busy negotiating with the school and Vengley, so she naturally didn't pay much attention to other things.

Secondly, Yayoi Aoki happened to be sent to Yokohama to have a workplace experience, and they really did not expect that she would be given special attention by using the golden cup and the holy grail of karma.

The Holy Grail also took advantage of Yayoi Aoki’s lack of spiritual power in order to make a replacement doll, took the opportunity to dig a corner, packaged it as a sub-servant of Avenger, and sent it to another master, Fujimaru Tachika with free shipping.

In the state of sub-servants, appearance and breath will all change.

As a result, no one has been found so far.

This will not make Gilgamesh and Enki, who have waited for a long time, feel anxious, but people are in a bad mood, so they have to have some fun and pass the time.

So when the Rider group came to "offend" the majesty of the king, Gilgamesh dealt with it in a grand and understated manner. The "thief" with evil intentions declared his existence.

The ruler of Uruk originally wanted to fish, enforce the law, catch a few lucky servants, and exercise his muscles and bones, but after waiting for a long time, none of them had the guts.

Naturally, Gilgamesh took a fancy to another "joy".

——So, because he was the "Master", Dazai Osamu, who was sent by Mori Ogai to receive and monitor him, had a bad luck.

Gilgamesh's "tossing" is not the kind of wayward child who wants this or that, or picks on others, and makes people turn around.

He is more like a snake coiled quietly in the shadows, staring at the prey with those scarlet and cold eyes, using words as a blade, stepping on the critical line of Osamu Dazai, spinning and jumping back and forth.

The ruler of Uruk really thinks Osamu Dazai is an excellent "clown" enough to make people happy.

Those chaotic concepts of good and evil, the loneliness that wanders between death and despair, are not dull enough, so that they understand and see too much, and cannot deceive themselves.

He never really surrendered to the unbeatable Gilgamesh.

Those eyes that always have a erratic smile, even though they are as pure black as Yamit, hidden under the illusion of meekness, are the diametrically opposite "self" and unruly.

What a ridiculous contradiction, what an interesting drama.

So setting a trap and guiding him step by step, Gilgamesh happily swished his wine glass, looking forward to appreciating the moment when Osamu Dazai "transformed".

[However, should we speed up the progress a little? 】

[After all, Yamit has already appeared, and she doesn't like his games very much, it's noisy every time, which is a headache. 】

The corner of the ruler of Uruk's lips twitched slightly.

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For Osamu Dazai, Gilgamesh is also a game worth looking forward to in a boring life.

It was also because he was in high spirits, and after half a month of fighting wits and courage with Gilgamesh, he even stopped coming to Lupine's Bar, reducing his contact with Oda Sakunosuke.

From another perspective, this is also the protection of Oda Sakunosuke.

Having been seen through, he also figured out the temperament of the "king" a little bit. Osamu Dazai didn't want his friend, Gilgamesh, who was keen to play with people's hearts, to pay attention.

"Well~ well~ work with money, work has to be done."

Osamu Dazai drank the wine in his glass without the part of Gilgamesh in one gulp, and he smiled at Oda Sakunosuke, and changed the subject with a smile.

"That distinguished guest went crazy again tonight. Fortunately, I left the matter to someone else~"

Oda Sakunosuke mourned for the unlucky guy from the bottom of his heart: "That kid named Akutagawa? I've seen it before. He admires you very much."

Osamu Dazai just smiled, and said flatly: "It's still far away."

Speaking of this, there was a sudden pause, and he glanced at the time. He looked up at the TV above the bar, and murmured: "According to the time, it seems that it's about the same... huh?"

The TV show ended, and it was switched to a gold cup placed in a glass display case.

Or to put it another way—TVs, big and small, all over Yokohama, have turned into this kind of picture.

There is a commentary, to the effect that this priceless, newly unearthed Uruk cultural relic will be publicly exhibited tomorrow night.Even the addresses of private collectors are written clearly.

On the way back to the headquarters of the Armed Forces Detective Detective Agency, Fujimaru Tachika and his party were also attracted by the sudden sound, and stopped at the street corner unconsciously, looking at the super large screen on the tall building.

Her cheeks were slightly red and hot, and Yayoi Aoki raised her head from Yi Mulian's arms in a daze.

She froze for a moment.

"……mine."

He looked at her questioningly, only to find that the little girl shed tears unknowingly.She cried very quietly, which made the bystanders feel even more distressed.

——She looked very sad.

Yimulian's voice rose slightly: "Ji Jun?"

Bailong carefully held the tail and wiped her tears. The gazes of other people in the same company also fell on Yayoi Aoki's face from the big screen.

Only Ishtar, who also came from the distant Uruk era, understood it.

Yayoi Aoki clenched his sleeve tightly.

She pointed to the golden cup on the screen, with tears in her eyes, her voice was soft but resolute: "That's mine, Master Yimulian."

It was a gift prepared by those two people for her in the future.

Fujimaru Tachika's eyebrows twitched, and she suddenly had a bad premonition——

Then Aoki Yayoi said immediately: "I want to take it back."

Fujimaru Tachika: …………………

Her mouth is always good but not bad.

Instead of treating Yayoi Aoki like a drunk cat, Fujimaru Tachika tried to reason: "Yami, this, this... this is an antique, right? Very expensive."

More expensive than gems.

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but silently glanced at a certain goddess. She took a deep breath and felt that the burden on her shoulders became heavier, to the point of suffocation.

"Besides, this is just an exhibition of private collectors' collections, and it is not said that it will be sold... Although it has special power, we can't do anything that violates it? Let's go back first, shall we?"

Yayoi Aoki, who was not yet fully awake, did not know whether she understood what Fujimaru Tatsuka said.

She stared at her round eyes, and stared blankly at Fujimaru Tachika for a long time. At the end, she grabbed Yimulian's skirt and shrank herself more and more into Yimulian's arms. Wronged and pitiful.

She repeated in a low voice: "...really... mine..."

As if trying to persuade Tatsuka Fujimaru, Yayoi Aoki stretched out her hand, making gestures that only she could understand.

"Xiaoen, you can make fruit juice, give it to me...it's delicious. Cup, drink fruit juice. Mine. It's engraved with flowers!"

Fujimaru Tachika: ...cute! ! ! ! !

Barely stopping herself who wanted to agree, Fujimaru Tateka pulled her hair in distress, and wanted to say something, but Ishtar grabbed her arm.

She glanced back in bewilderment.

Ishtar pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "The two lines of characters engraved on it are written in Uruk. One line is 'To the Eternal Yamit', and the second line is 'The Kingdom of Uruk. Will'. It was the handwriting of those two."

Fujimaru Tatsuka was slightly taken aback.

In the distorted world line, she had the good fortune to meet that ancient country and that ancient king.She remembered all the thrilling and tragic events, as well as the white Yamites that filled the city.

She willingly chose to submit to the virtuous king who was venomous, arrogant, rational and used to oppressing herself, and chose to be driven as his subject.

But at that time, Gilgamesh had no close friends, nor the will of his kingdom.

——What kind of existence is it that makes the king lower his haughty eyes and walk side by side as equals?

From then on, Fujimaru Tachika wanted to see Enkidu, the Yamit who was missed by the people of Uruk.

Now, she sees it.

Even the sub-servant who was forced by Avenger's job agency, burned his soul by the poison of the gods all the time, and never leaked any bad emotions, cried like a child.

And what kind of mood did that king, and the strongest weapon of the Age of Gods who had never seen the real person, leave such a gift for a person who might never see each other again?

Fujimaru Tachika couldn't figure it out.

During this period, Ishtar was looking at Yayoi Aoki.

After a long, unimaginable time, the patron goddess of Uruk once again saw the will of the kingdom of Uruk.

This taste is very strange.

Ishtar has always been at odds with Gilgamesh and Enki for reasons beyond two hands.

Those two daring and reckless fellows didn't care if they didn't kneel or make offerings when they saw the goddess, but they dared to do it!Later, he dared to hold Yamit and taught her how to throw the goddess with the lock of the sky!

It's so damn sinful--

But Ishtar never wanted these people to die casually.

However, Yamit died, due to the poison of the god that consumed the soul; Enkidu also died, due to the conspiracy of "Ishtar" and "the bull of the sky" crowned by the gods.

Except for the world line disturbed by the Holy Grail, for a long, long time, in that crowded Uruk, only Ishtar and Gilgamesh were the companions.

And perhaps the old lion named Nirga trapped in the garden.

In fact, there is no such thing as "accompanying".

It's just Ishtar, who comes to protest for the offering every now and then.But no matter how close she is, even if she jumps off the sky boat, Ma'anna, the arrogant king, will no longer open the king's wealth in high spirits.

All the wantonness of his youth has faded away, like all the praised "wise men", he doesn't even give her a look, he immerses himself in the documents, and only perfunctories her away coldly and indifferently.

It was as if "the former Gilgamesh" had also fallen into the underworld, accompanying the two people who had passed away long ago.

It's not that Gilgamesh was completely dead and became an ascetic who did nothing but work.

He should still be enjoying himself, he should still be hunting, the royal palace is as luxurious and lively as ever, and the people of the kingdom are always optimistic, but——

He became a king of men.

He had lost something, and couldn't fill that void anymore.

On the day Gilgamesh died, it was afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the white petals of Amita were almost translucent.

Floral fragrance.

Ishtar took the sky boat Maanna, hid behind a tree, and came to visit quietly.

No one else was there.

Because of two-thirds of the blood of the gods, Gilgamesh lived for a long time, until Nega died, and the soul of Xiyi returned to the underworld, and the gang who used to be noisy in the palace with Enkidu and Yamit The stupid ministers all disappeared, and His Highness replaced them with their sons and grandsons.

The old but still majestic king sat alone in a sea of ​​flowers full of Amites - this was Enkidu's proposal and Gilgamesh's permission to build a garden belonging to Amites.

A long time ago, the three of them often held banquets and rested here.

Caressing the pendant he took off from Enkidu's neck, Gilgamesh slowly, slowly lay down in the sea of ​​flowers, and closed his eyes peacefully.

He seemed to have fallen into a beautiful dream, without facing the fear of death.

But Ishtar knew—Gilgamesh, dead.

The mourning bell rang, and the people of Uruk spontaneously held a mourning ceremony for their dead king, but Ishtar didn't know what it was like, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

after that.

Uruk has a new king, Ragnarok's plan is gradually emerging, too lazy to bother with those troubles, Ishtar is lying in her temple, with the jewel as a companion.

She no longer harassed the palace of Uruk every now and then as before——

Weak ants, who can't beat Gilgamesh with a finger, are not worthy of the goddess' condescension.

However, at the time when the gods lost their faith one after another, Ishtar did not disappear.Even though the consecration shrunk unimaginably, she felt the unchanging faith from the people of Uruk.

The unknown king of Uruk told her that this was part of Gilgamesh's plan.

The young king still had blond hair, but his eyes had turned brown-black, and there was no trace of Gilgamesh on his gentle face.

The king begged her to stay in Uruk, but Ishtar didn't think about it, and walked away without looking back.

She returned to the empty temple, with no priestess, no other gods, neither—Gilgamesh, Enkidu, or Will of the Kingdom with eyes as beautiful as jewels.

It was so boring.

The goddess thought so, and let herself fall into a long deep sleep, and when the mysterious voice asked if she wanted to participate in a game, she readily agreed.

Everything is fine, just show up quickly—something that makes this stagnant world lively.

Then Ishtar met Fujimaru Tachika.

Now, I met Yamit again.

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"Then take it back."

Under everyone's gaze, the patron saint of Uruk, the goddess of Venus, raised her jaw arrogantly, speaking in a delicate and natural tone, as always.

"—That is the treasure that belongs to Uruk, and it is mine. This goddess does not allow others to get involved!"

Facing Yayoi Aoki's eyes that seemed to be shining and full of starlight, when his gaze lowered, Ishtar smiled inaudibly and lowly.

For a moment, she had blonde hair and red eyes.

【Ah. 】

【If that egomaniac knew that someone dared to take this golden cup as his own, he might be so angry that he would crawl back from the underworld, right? 】