【Shine】Vital

Enkidu begins living with Gilgamesh.

Of course, he believed it very much. If it wasn't for the tower's mandatory request, he would have been kicked out on the first day, after that rather intense...meeting.

But thanks to the tower, and the beautiful lady in front of him, he was able to spend the most monotonous life in his life in this mansion covering an area of ​​over a thousand square meters.

The current situation is that Mrs. Ningsun, who has a thin waist, long legs and big breasts, is crossing her legs, stroking the corners of her eyes with her right hand fingers, looking up and down at Enkidu sitting in front of her, Gilgamesh is cutting the steak indifferently, the whole room is momentarily Only the sound of knives cutting meat.

At the same time, Enkidu allowed Ningsun to look at him with a faint smile.

This lady was the strongest guide at that time 20 years before Enkidu, but since the birth of her child, her ability has weakened. It stands to reason that such a relationship does not exist between mother and child, but the fact is that , every time Gilgamesh became stronger as a baby, Ningsun who was lying in the hospital became weaker, until a certain thing happened, they stopped this connection like sucking life.

Ningsun's fair and slender fingers touched his forehead, thinking about something, Enkidu's eyes were involuntarily drawn to him.

As expected of a mother and child, Gilgamesh's fingers are also slender and slender, beautiful and impeccable in every angle, and it would be a waste to grow them on a man. Only now Enkidu knows who his fingers are inherited from, and his fingertips light up. The slight tremor brought by the skin reminded Enkidu of the...some inappropriateness of the previous day.

He still remembers that pair of beautiful hands brushing against the skin like plucking the strings, and like playing a fierce piano, roughly pinching marks on the keys one by one, bringing joy while suffering.

Ning Sun glanced at him, and nodded his nose with a half-smile.

Also being a guide, Ningsun certainly caught the pheromone that Enkidu revealed instantly, and also grasped the subtle emotions revealed in his closed spiritual world.

Enkidu was actually a little embarrassed. God knows how long it had been since he had this emotion. In fact, Enkidu was recognized as a person with cold emotions when he was in school. He was nicknamed "Doll", "Dry Ice", "Galahad of the 142nd", but for some reason, when thinking about Gilgamesh, he is always prone to mood swings.

"All in all, I know about it." Ningsun's bright red nails scratched his delicate lips, "My unworthy son has caused you trouble, you don't mind."

Even so, the tone is completely condescending.

Enkidu really didn't mind, he just thought that there are a lot of similarities between the mother and son.

"You are the one who is in trouble." Gilgamesh threw down the knife and fork, "You brought someone to my house without saying hello. What do you think this is?"

Gilgamesh, who has a strong sense of territory, was indeed a little angry this time. If it wasn't for Ningsun's face, he would have thrown Enkidu out the day before.

Ning Sun stared at his tightly pursed lips, and sighed silently.

She came up behind Gilgamesh and put her hands lightly around his forehead.

"You're emotionally agitated again, is your head hurting?"

"It doesn't matter."

"You've been in a bad state recently, and I think I can't delay any longer, my dear, I don't want to lose you."

Enki could see that after Ningsun said this, although Gilgamesh was still a little angry, his shoulders relaxed.

"I'll be fine." He replied stiffly, "It's impossible for me to be fine."

That kind of arrogance and determination, as if any problems in the world are not worth mentioning in front of him. His biggest worry is not the hormone level that has reached the warning line and the mental state that is on the verge of collapse, but the slightly sad tone of his mother behind him.

Enkidu recalled what he said to Rin Tohsaka - "I'll be fine."

It was not his confidence in himself—he had a premonition of the combined body heat at that time, and if he had not resolved it in time, perhaps he would become the first person in the same period who did not die on the battlefield—it was based on his own indifference. Yes, yes, Enkidu is extremely indifferent to people and things in this world, including himself.

"In short," Gilgamesh took Ning Sun's hand impatiently, "don't worry about this matter, I know my situation myself, you can just worry about yourself."

Ning Sun patted him on the head lightly, "Be nicer to En Qidu, don't bully him."

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows, "How can I ease my mental state without being bullied?"

Enkidu was taken aback by his almost joking tone.

Ning Sun was very excited, his whole eyes were bilingbiling and shining like a girl, "Are you willing to let him enter your spiritual world?!"

"... Tsk," Gilgamesh noticed his slip of the tongue, and leaned back to conceal it, looking at Enkidu with sharp blood-red pupils, "it's barely qualified, since you're here, it doesn't matter if you try."

Ningsun let out a long breath, stepped on fifteen centimeter high heels and walked in front of Enkidu imposingly, pressed his shoulders, and stared at him face to face.

Enkidu's face was delicate and soft, not quite like the face of a man of this age, but his brows and eyes were as hard as jade, and his eyes were cold and indifferent. When he looked at her, he seemed to be looking at an insignificant flower.

Ning Sun stroked his hair like he did to Gilgamesh just now, and hugged him gently.

"My child will be handed over to you."

Enkidu's body stiffened uncontrollably, he breathed Ningsun's combined guide pheromone like a flame frozen in ice, like returning to childhood, being held by his sister, sneaking away from home to buy scattered pieces of toy wooden swords past.

"I..." He felt something melt and flow in his heart, and his voice broke for a moment, "I, I will help him, do my best."

Ningsun maintained the posture of embracing him, and told Enkidu in a way that can only be done between guides, by connecting and transmitting information in the spiritual world.

"Gilgamesh's spiritual world will be very complicated and chaotic. It may be too early for you to enter now, but I can't do it. His situation is urgent... Please, if you can't calm down his world... please Take the last resort, you are here for this, do you understand?"

Enkidu felt something slowly flowing in his heart start to freeze again.

He calmly replied, with the professional quality of a guide, "I will."

They separated slowly, and met Gilgamesh's slightly raised scrutiny gaze, piercing his thoughts like needles.

"Okay," Ning Sun clapped his hands and picked up her bag, "Then, I'm going back. I'm worried that your father is home alone."

She resumed her domineering manner, and ordered her son, "You, now communicate with Enkidu properly. If he can't enter your spiritual world at night, I'll come back and beat you up."

After speaking, he walked away with his head held high and his long legs held high.

The living room was left silent.

Gilgamesh was so angry that he didn't even want to eat, he glared gloomily at Enkidu, who was poised under his icy gaze.

"So, let's chat... When did you first become a Sentinel?"