[Fate] Cry when you curse!

Have you ever dreamed?Is there a place you desperately want to reach?

After the illusory space was completely shattered, I followed the path guided by Gilgamesh and broke into the real world.

But it was the Uruk Palace, which was so familiar these days, that caught his eyes.

After trying to ignore the uneasiness in my heart for the time being, I walked into Gilgamesh's bedroom.

The dazzling blond hair is all gray. Compared with the young and strong body, he is obviously much thinner now, his face is wrinkled and has many grooves, and he leans on the bed with a weak look, his eyes are closed tightly, and he is so close to the twilight. He could feel his little vitality left.

I've seen Gilgamesh like this many times, in time and space beyond my touch.

I touched his old cheek tentatively.

Cool, a little rough, he is old, naturally not as smooth as the young Jill's skin.

But the joy that surged up cannot be described in words at all. I have been a "non-existent person" for too long, and even the fact that I can touch things made me so excited that I almost shed tears.

"You have always claimed to have a perfect body, but in the end you will also become this wrinkled look."

Not knowing what to start with, I taunted him mercilessly.

Gilgamesh opened his eyes and stared straight at me.

Years have aged his face, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the pair of snake eyes that seem to contain flames. It is obvious that snakes are what he hates the most.

"Is it too weak to speak? It's funny how you look now."

"Miscellaneous."

The eyes that were trying hard to keep the liquid from falling could no longer be framed after hearing those two words, and let it all hit Gilgamesh's face.

Unconvinced, I wiped my tears, sucked my nose hard and opened my mouth dumbfounded.

"I won't cry when you scold me anymore, this time it was just an accident..."

The old man's supposedly withered face was suddenly brightened by the smile at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and pinched my face without saying a word.

"Obviously I planned to taunt you for not being able to fight back... But this time it seems that I can't stay here for too long, so I will let you go first."

The chrysanthemum-faced Gilgamesh didn't answer my words, but just watched me silently with a smile.

I held up the head that seemed to have no strength to resist, smiled, kissed him hard, and rubbed the solidified gold on his face, making the two people's cheeks look the same Embarrassed.

"It should be a long time no see for you, it's been so long..."

"I really... like Jill the most."

"Even if you become an uncle, an ugly old man... I still like you the most."

"..."

"Hahahaha don't be angry."

I couldn't get rid of the habit of dying, and I shrank back a little scared.

"UU."

Gilgamesh called out and stretched out his hand to me, and I stretched out my hand to hold him in relief, and sat on the bed.

"Well, here it is, old Jill."

"..."

His hoarse voice was already speechless, but he tried to speak again.

"Needless to say, I know what you're going to say. It's just that you like me very much. I already knew that."

"..."

"Don't use this nauseous expression to see if I'm alright... ah."

I suddenly felt that my body was being distorted by the force of space, and was about to disappear from here. I quickly leaned over and kissed his forehead, and looked at his withered palms tightly holding my arms, signaling him to calm down. .

"See you soon...I promise."

The oppressive feeling in the arm disappeared, and I dare not meet Gilgamesh's eyes at this moment, and the two sides entered the final stage of silence.

"By the way, I'm just asking by the way, there is no other meaning."

"The time I died was the time I was cursed by the goddess... You said you wanted to marry me...Is that what you said?"

He coughed violently and said the last words before I disappeared.

"Wife, only..."

It's been a long time, Gilgamesh.

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The pitch-black dark sky looked like hell against the glowing red-hot mud. I opened my eyes with joy, stretched my waist in satisfaction, and then looked in the direction of Gilgamesh. .

"..."

"It's fine if you run around naked at home!! What's the matter with being a hooligan outside!!"

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Gilgamesh sitting on the stone with no clothes on, resting his chin and looking at me. My heart... was very broken.

Thinking that I saw the illusion again, I raised a jewel fireball without hesitation and threw it at Gilgamesh's golden pillar ♂, which was easily blocked by him.

"For the sake of your shameless courtship with me, the crime of mocking the old king with obscene language is reluctantly forgiven."

"Understood—!! Put your clothes on me!!"

"Hmph, in order to save you, a bastard, accidentally fell into that pile of filthy black mud... This kind of kindness cannot be offset by even ten thousand deaths."

The arrogant man seemed to be in a good mood, probably because he had encountered something worth being happy about.

"Oh...then are you alright?" Seeing that he didn't have any injuries, I answered indiscriminately, and then asked casually, "Where's Kirei?"

"It's dead."

"Good to die."

I gave a thumbs up and a thumbs up.

"Then it's not too late now, quickly make a contract with me and become the emperor of the night designated by UU, King Jill!"

When I heard the good news, I even laughed silly, and even acted a little cheeky, rubbing against Gilgamesh.

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Contract ♂ contract ♀ in =_=...

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"Big liar! Why can't I sign a contract with you! Kirei isn't dead at all!"

With grievances and a sense of shame after being cheated, I tearfully shouted at him: "And your taste has changed too! You are not Jill at all!"

The man pretending to be Gilgamesh rubbed his head with some headaches, and said with a straight face afterwards: "...During the process of being swallowed, this king denied the impurities in the black mud and discarded them all."

"what?"

Gilgamesh couldn't help but sneered when he saw that I didn't show any signs of understanding.

"The golden-ratio body in front of you is no longer a Servant's spiritual body, but a real physical body. In this way, your elm-like brain should understand, right?"

I understand, but why do you still add the adjective golden ratio in front of your body?

"Obviously just now he still looked like a half-dead grandfather..."

I muttered silently.

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