——After many years, what should I do if I have been harassed in the workplace again.

Alas, it is really tricky.

Although you can just sit on the lap of your immediate boss, or simply copy the previous solution and continue to pretend to be stupid.

However, no matter which one you choose, it will be too troublesome.

Well……

I got it.

After all, this person who is still indifferent is no longer the poor knife who lost his memory and lacked common sense.

He only said two sentences.

"No, don't worry, Wang, for the sake of your injury, I will definitely keep a distance from you."

The implication is so straightforward that it is speechless.However, it's okay, he is an old man who has experienced wind and rain after all, and he has passed the age of being as pure as white paper.

When Wang, who was so experienced that he understood it in seconds, choked, the next sentence came.

"Why don't you talk? Do you think I can't help you here? Okay, I understand. Please feel free. I'll go back and look at Al's place..."

Wang: "...Come back!!!"

"You bastard, you are here to piss me off... Forget it, what is your knowledge?"

—Yes, Wang, common sense is useless.

——Because, no matter what this person said or violated, you scolded him with your mouth, but you still want to condone it in your heart.

Therefore, the way these two people get along cannot be copied, which is really amazing.

*****

The tedious things like taking a bath and changing clothes, in the end, Gilgamesh himself did it himself.

He even refused Sanri Yue Zongjin's request to help him apply medicine and bandages, claiming, "It's just a missing arm, is this king so useless!", coming out of the bathroom with a thick body of steam, and entered the bedroom .

"The king is going to rest, don't make noise."

After saying this, Wang lay down on the bed, closed his eyes for half a second, and calmed down again.

He only asked Dao Ling not to make unnecessary noises to affect his rest, but he didn't give any specific orders for Dao Ling to do—however, it can be guessed that it is absolutely not allowed to leave quietly while he is asleep.

The only choice left is to stay honest: to be in a daze in the empty living room, to sit upright by the luxurious big bed with a king lying on it, to stay in any corner of the room...

It seems that these few options are equivalent to only one option.

Sanri Yue Zongjin quietly sat down next to the king who seemed to be sleeping soundly.

This distance will not feel close.

In fact, it doesn't matter how close it is.

It's just that the real reason for not wanting to get close is not suitable to say, and I don't know if Wang has discovered it.

The clues appeared a long time ago, and it has continued to this day, and this problem that has not been found for a reason still cannot be solved.

Smelling the smell of blood, the tyranny lurking in my heart will surge up uncontrollably.

The killing intent, which is very self-sufficient, will gradually stain the eyes that should be clear, making the color of the eyes cloudy.

Well……

"It's so troublesome."

The blue-haired youth sighed almost silently.

He didn't like the feeling of being controlled by inexplicable emotions, and he didn't really want Wang to find out that this was abnormal.

Fortunately, the hot water washed away the strong smell of blood on the man's body, and allowed the faint scent to linger in the wet blonde hair.

He no longer had smells that would irritate him.

So——has it been discovered after all?

Sanri Yuezong maintained this side-sitting posture for a long time, and he didn't feel tired anyway.He had the impression that many times he was like this, sitting beside a bed where Wang Anran was sleeping soundly.

Many times, many days, many nights... just sitting here, turning his head, quietly watching the king's sleeping face.

Except tonight, the most recent one was about a few months ago.Push it up again, and it will be a long time.

It was the last night he spent with Wang when he was still alive.

To be honest, Sanri Yue Zongjin never expected that he would remember it so clearly.

Perhaps it was because that man always engraved his arrogance into his bone marrow, and he was not equal to ordinary people. Only on that day, his red eyes were calmer than ever.

After staring at it for a long time, what appeared in Wang's eyes was an emotion that was hard to imagine appearing in his eyes.

Give me a reason not to continue to worry about it.

He said so.

He used a tone that seemed to be about to be relieved, and the meaning expressed was also the last trace of dissatisfaction before he didn't take it for granted. As long as he got that reason, the remaining persistence would disappear.

— But, obviously not right.

Hearing the answer, he was even more worried.

Or, let's just say it.

The self-centered king, no matter what the reason, had no intention of letting go.

Maybe Wang himself has not realized his true thoughts, but his behavior is enough to prove everything.

During those 20 years, the reputation of the most beautiful sword spread throughout the world, but everyone knew that that sword could only be owned by Gilgamesh, the undisputed king who ruled the world as the supreme being.

There is such a master who is slightly more self-willed than himself...

No wonder Sanri Yuezong was so helpless.

Today, he no longer hates Gilgamesh, and even likes it quite a bit.

With more contact, you can understand that although Wang has many faults, he is indeed a king worthy of respect, love, and countless shining points.

However, before the weird tyranny in his heart disappeared, it was obviously not feasible to have a deeper relationship with the king.

No... Well, the main thing is that it's too troublesome.

Sanri Yuezong found it tricky when he thought about it, and his temperament was hard to be liked by the king.

If you think it's troublesome, then don't worry about it.

Coincidentally, Sanriyue Zongjin also felt a little tired, probably because of being entangled and tired.

He is someone who will not wrong himself. Wang's luxurious Simmons is so spacious that two people can lie down without being close to each other, and there can be more than half of the distance between them.

So, very bluntly, he happily lay down on it.Adhering to the purpose of not disturbing the king's rest, he did not report to the king and asked for permission.

Because it was troublesome to take off the clothes, Sanri Yue Zongjin just lay down like this.

The mattress is extremely soft, and it also has a breath that can make people feel comfortable.

Suddenly, Dao, who is not at all complacent, likes it very much.

For this reason, he moved to the center of the bed without any tact.

Ah - so comfortable.

He didn't forget to turn off the lights, anyway, he closed his eyes safely.

Silence descended with darkness.

……

Gilgamesh wakes up.

The lost magic power cannot be made up by sleeping, but he was indeed tired just now, and after taking a short rest, he could at least refresh himself a bit.

Lying down with dry hair would definitely make you sick and catch a cold if you put it on an ordinary human being, but he didn't even have a headache.

The pain was only in the shoulder where the limb was missing.

"..."

wrong.

Wang noticed something quite wrong at the first time.

With his character, no matter whether the whole bed can be occupied or not, he wants to occupy the throne anyway—oh, the center of the king's couch.

But when he woke up this time, the noble king was not lying in the middle of the bed.

Instead, very strangely, he slept to the edge of the deviation from the midline.

This is definitely not Wang himself who fell asleep and turned over. Speaking of the culprit, of course there is only this——

An idiot who sleeps more soundly than him.

Wang: "How courageous to climb up without permission."

After a short pause, he propped himself up a little, and looked over with his eyes downcast, with an unclear look in his eyes.

Dao Ling's appearance is indeed beautiful.

Whenever I see it, I feel that way.

It's been a long time since I looked at it carefully like this.Wang inexplicably remembered that he seemed to have said several times that this guy was more pleasing when he was silent than when he was talking. He looked quiet and had the beauty of a crescent moon washed by the lake.

Being able to be attracted by the beauty that can only be taken in this world, but distanced with an indifference that seems untouchable.

The young man was neither gentle nor submissive in his disposition.

Let him serve the master as a servant, there is no problem, because he is a sword born to serve the master.

However, it is so difficult to make him surrender from the heart, even the king has not been able to do it.

If the four words "failed to do it" were replaced by other things, the king would definitely disdain them to the end.

Looking back on Wang now, it seems that he was indeed disdainful of this matter at the beginning.When I found out later that I really didn't do it, I was really angry.

As a result, even if I walked back, I couldn't get angry anymore.

Anyway, the body of this knife is in his treasure house...

"Ok?"

Wang suddenly hummed, his tone a bit strange.

He stared at Mikayue Zongjin, who had been lying flat and still in a good sleeping position, and seemed to have an excellent idea all of a sudden.

"Sure enough, no matter how you look at it, you feel dull."

He held his chin up, his spirits perked up again, and his spirits rose immediately.

Swish, Wang Cai's channel was opened, and Wang took out countless gold ornaments from the treasure house, covering most of the bed with glittering gold.

"Well, how about this?"

He picked up an earring and placed it next to the young man's earlobe.

The gold pieces hanging from the earrings are as thin as the wings of a cicada, and several pieces are connected together, and the sound of the collision when shaking is as clear as a bell.

Wang thinks this is very good.

"This one is also good."

The next thing to pick up is a hair accessory that can be worn on the forehead.

It was also a gold bead chain, studded with a small ruby.Wang put it in the young man's hair, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to his eyes.

This hair ornament is very similar to the one Wang wore when he was alive.

Earrings, hair accessories, followed by necklaces, bracelets, anklets...

Wang is quite happy with it: "Hahahahahaha! This king's taste is just that good!"

Mikayue Zongjin, who was covered by gold, is likely to have nightmares: "..."

There seemed to be some movement at the door that was far away.

doorbell.

But the king was still enjoying it and didn't respond.

Outside.

Artorius, who finally found it here, fell into deep thought.

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