Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

Yayoi Aoki was still looking at her transformed palm, when suddenly she felt that her feet were hanging and being lifted high (?).

She turned her head back to look, and there was long emerald hair hanging down from above.

Enkidu frowned, looking in a good mood, and wiped the little girl's pale side face with his fingertips: "Yeah. This kind of Yamit is the best."

I can feel that the contract between myself and Tachika Fujimaru has been broken, and the divine poison subsided, but without the support of the heroic state of the sub-servant, Yayoi Aoki, who has recovered her human body, has to pay for the continuous high-intensity running of the body for more than a dozen times. At the price of hours, I just feel tired like a mountain.

She couldn't help yawning, and curled up in Enkidu's arms again, the corners of her eyes were so sleepy that there was a fine dewy light.

Being a human... is really troublesome.

Rubbing her eyes, Yayoi Aoki didn't even bother to get off the ground, she still forcefully opened her eyes, grabbed Enkidu's shoulder, stretched out her index finger, but pointed at Osamu Dazai.

"——Word Spirit Binding."

Spiritual light poured from the fingertips, and in just an instant, a pentagram array was woven under the feet of the black-haired boy.Osamu Dazai found that he could neither speak nor move his body.

The next person to receive this treatment was Zhongya Zhongyuan.

Everyone present acquiesced to Yayoi Aoki's actions—maybe not including Sakunosuke Oda, but Jack was under the control of Zhuge Kongming, and beside him was King Lanling.

Gilgamesh folded his arms around his chest and didn't speak, just leaned on the armrest beside him, his gaze seemed to be pampering Nega's children to play and roll in the back garden.

Enkidu was very interested.

"Yami, what wish do you want to make?" The young man with green hair tilted his head, looking a little curious, "Do you have any unsatisfied desires?"

Holding the little golden cup in her arms, Yayoi Aoki lowered her eyes, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly raised her face and showed Enkidu a too bright smile.

Fujimaru Tachika suddenly understood something, she opened her mouth, subconsciously took a step forward, wanted to say something, but stopped at the very end.

She didn't stop.

In the living room that was as quiet as if it had been forgotten, Yayoi Aoki said softly.

"—In the name of the Holy Grail, I wish that 'Enkidu' and 'Gilgamesh' will remain in this world in real, 'alive' forms."

The golden light suddenly appeared, and the majestic magic power that ordinary people could not imagine surged out of the golden cup like an explosion.

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When the golden light dissipated, the magic power attached to the golden cup disappeared completely.

Enkidu and Gilgamesh mentioned in the wish do not seem to be different, and Yayoi Aoki is still in the arms of the former, but anyone with a little common sense of magic will doubt life— —

"Flesh".

Different from King Solomon's desire to "become a human being", the "incarnation" of the heroic spirit will not lose or weaken its power, but will become flesh and blood, exhausted and dead The presence.

It's like—"living" over.

Witnessing miracles among miracles, Fujimaru Tateka's mind was full of question marks: leave these two killers in this world, Yamit's sentence "wish will not harm this world" is serious ? ? ?

She just wants to give the world some wax.

Yayoi Aoki didn't care that much.

Her eyes fell on Enkidu's face, with a vigilant expression, like a rabbit with its ears pricked up, carefully placing its ears on Enkidu's chest——

The regular vibrating sound symbolizes the beating of life.

Even drowsiness was driven to the corner by joy, the corners of her eyebrows, eyes and lips couldn't stop curling up, holding the gold cup in one hand, Yayoi Aoki hugged Enkidu's neck tightly, not knowing how to vent her emotions, she could only Rubbing desperately against the young man's neck.

Gilgamesh is right behind them.

When Yayoi Aoki raised his eyes, he could look at the king of Uruk who had returned to the world of the living with life and body.

Her arms were trembling slightly, and the moist light appeared in her eyes again. She looked at those red snake pupils, and what she saw in her mind was the one in "The Epic of Gilgamesh", who had everything and finally lost everything. The hero king of everything.

The mist uncontrollably condensed into tears, which slid down the arc of her cheeks, but Yayoi Aoki still tried her best to maintain a smile, biting earnestly and speaking word by word.

"...This time, absolutely, I won't let you die alone again."

The king of Uruk sneered, bent down, and wiped away the tear with the pulp of his index finger, preventing it from dripping down.

"Yami, no matter how you think about this sentence, it's not up to you, the most useless guy who likes to talk a lot."

Gilgamesh's tone was still as arrogant as ever, with some usual disgust. From ancient times to modern times, only a few people could hear the precious and rare softness in those words like the twinkling stars.

"...Return the original words."

His whispers were scattered in the wind, barely audible.