[Comprehensive] Give me amnesia!

Muscle hairball Enkidu turned naked.Enkidu, a beautiful young man.

After solving the matter on Gilgamesh's side, when he teleported back, he saw such a picture.

Erika twitched her lips and looked at Shamhat, who was wearing a turf skirt on the tree and had a savage accent:

"...Sister, what did you do?"

Shamhart took a mouthful of the fruit, and the abundant juice overflowed from the corner of her mouth, showing that she had a strange sense of charm.

The prostitute lady looked indifferently at her younger sister who suddenly disappeared and came back suddenly:

"No, he squatted at the place where you disappeared and refused to leave, and suddenly he became like this."

She paused, then said:

"Aren't you going to say hello to him?"

Erika looked at the noble and glamorous prostitute on the tree, and then at the naked body in the distance.Enkidu, who was catching fish in the river, could not help but take a step back:

"Forget it, I have social phobia."

"So what?"

"……nothing."

It's not okay to pretend nothing happened.

Enkidu was the best at sensing breath, even though it was hundreds of meters away from where he caught the fish.

Erika had just finished a conversation with Shamhart, when she turned her head, she saw a pair of bright green eyes staring at her side.

"..."

"Nana!"

Enkidu took the fish in his mouth, stretched his hands, kicked his legs, jumped thirty feet high, and dexterously rushed towards her.

Water droplets splashed on his soft and fluffy hair, shining brilliantly under the refraction of the sun, and a smile shone in his bright green pupils.

Enkidu, with narrow shoulders, slender legs, and thin figure, appeared in front of her without any hindrance.

Erika covered her eyes violently, and shouted reflexively:

"Idiot! You should put on your clothes first! Don't come here!!!"

"... Nana?"

The voice as warm as water reveals a bit of innocent confusion.

Erika immediately remembered that she was in Uruk where the prostitute profession was legalized and she had no morals at all.

(Alright alright.)

Erika hypnotized herself in her heart.

(The naked body monster in front of me has already had an affair with me in name...My sister will definitely feel strange when my sister sees this reaction, calm down...)

Erika separated her ten fingers from her eyes one by one, and looked at the other party pretending to be calm.

(Eh?)

Prepared for the eye of a needle, what I saw was a beautiful green-haired boy who had already put on a linen robe.

He stood in front of Erika, his long eyelashes almost touched her eyelids, and there was a fluffy smile in his eyes:

"Is this all right, Nana?"

Erika felt that the soft flesh of her heart was lightly scraped by a feather, numb and itchy.

She stared blankly at this face, which was similar in outline to hers but had a very different temperament. After a pause of three seconds, her face turned red unsatisfactorily.

"Go away!!!"

Erika tries to escape the fact of love at first sight.

(I don’t think it looks good! Although the green hair and green eyes really match... although he seems to be shining when he smiles... although, although... woo!)

Under Enkidu's bewildered gaze, the little girl wailed and sat down on the ground, buried her flushed face in her hands, and did not look up even after being beaten to death.

Although it is impossible to understand Jananna's complex psychological activities, it does not mean that Enkidu is helpless.

Enkidu did not obediently obey the "go away" command as usual, but obeyed his intuition, bent down, and gently stroked the top of the girl's head:

"Welcome back."

He said.

There was no anxiety in the voice of long waiting, only joy and satisfaction.

The little girl's body became stiff for a short while, but soon relaxed.

Enkidu lowered his eyes, feeling that her aura of resistance had relaxed slightly, and finally let go of his feelings, hugging the girl who hadn't raised her head:

"I miss you, Nana."

He spoke clearly and breathed softly, these sentences were taught to him by the girl.Through practice, Enkidu has been able to speak very proficiently.

The clay figurine Enkidu once mingled with wild beasts and forgot his mission until the girl appeared.

Her existence made him feel the longing of human beings.This strong emotion completely liberates Enkidu's "self".

Enkidu rubbed the girl's neck affectionately, feeling that she was completely relaxed.

After a few seconds, the girl responded sullenly:

"Me too, Enkidu."

Lunch was prepared by Enkidu.

Even though Erika wanted to do it by herself, Enkidu insisted that she stay and watch with a gentle yet firm attitude.

The fire was flickering, and the grilled fish was leaking oil.

Erika sat beside Enkidu, took the grilled fish he handed over, and carefully took a small bite.

Her eyes lit up.

"Huh? It tastes good?"

To be honest, Erika has no confidence in Sumerian cooking skills at all.

Although the salt content of the Euphrates River is relatively high, some natural salt blocks can be caught during the dry season. Of course, Gilgamesh, who was addicted to material enjoyment, developed condiments early on, but that was completely incomparable with the mature cooking techniques of later generations.

She cheated with superpowers, how did Enkidu cook such delicious grilled fish?

Erika tried to ask, and got an ambiguous smile.

"This..."

Enkidu's voice is joyful,

"secret."

She pouted in dissatisfaction, and was soon soothed by the gentle voice of the green-haired boy.

Before she knew it, Erika completely relaxed her vigilance, slumped on the ground lazily, watching Enkidu deftly pick out the bone spurs from the grilled fish and feed them to her mouth.

The green-haired boy propped his face with one hand, and smiled as he watched her gobble up the fish.

(What... this situation.)

After eating, Erika held Enkidu's hand on the way to the capital, thinking a little unhappy,

(Obviously I am the role of the instructor, now, now it feels like the role has been reversed?)

The little girl secretly glanced at the green-haired boy who was slightly taller than her.

(Height is also the same. He seems to be imitating my posture, but why is he still taller than me?)

Not long ago, he was a coquettish green-haired monster, but now he seems to be a more competent teacher than her.

Erika is delicately stuffed with dim sum.

There wasn't much time left for her to worry, and Shamhart stopped at a fork in the road and said with certainty:

"We're almost at the capital."

As she spoke, she took off the temporary turf skirt and put on the dress she had changed to prevent wear and tear. She turned her head and reminded:

"The senate has been in some disturbance recently because of the Kish issue, and the investigation at the gate of the city will be more complicated than before. Enkidu, you'd better hide your identity."

Erika frowned, she remembered the scene in Gilgamesh Palace: "Is there a conflict between the House of Lords and the House of Commons over sending troops?"

"Well, those lords in the House of Lords don't want to give power away,"

Shamhart snorted coldly,

"Ever since the king extended the power of military service to the third citizen class, the opinions of those adults have never stopped. It's just a mere Kish. They are not really afraid of the other party's strength, but they just don't want the civilians to establish in the war. Merit, growth in power... what a disgusting bunch of cowards."

There was a hint of anger between Shamhart's brows. As the most famous prostitute, she had a lot of contacts with nobles and adults on weekdays. It must be for this reason that she understood the twists and turns.

Although the king has a tyrannical temperament, his tyranny mainly targets the powerful nobles, and ordinary civilians are rarely implicated by his willfulness.

(However... a noble is a noble, and the level of manipulating people's hearts is not generally high. The assassins I met that day were all against Gilgamesh from the bottom of their hearts.)

"Military service" used to be regarded as a power enjoyed only by the high class. The civilians of the third class and the slaves of the fourth class were unable to perform military service and participate in battles between city-states.

However, when Gilgamesh came to power, he broke this restriction and encouraged civilians to join the war.This was originally helpful to improve the status of civilians to some extent.

(...Did those nobles turn black and white in the end? Common people are generally war-weary now.)

Erika thought with complicated emotions, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Enkidu.

Shamhat is undoubtedly on Gilgamesh's side. She should have followed the orders of the king and goddess to educate Enkidu and make him a friend who can accompany the king.In order to achieve this goal, Shamhat should have spoken a lot of good things about Gilgamesh in Enkidu's ear.

And now, Erika, who took over from Shamhat, of course praised Gilgamesh against her will, and Enkidu should have a good impression of that tyrant.

However, she suddenly became uncertain.

After all, there is a gap between flattery against one's will and sincere praise.Although Erika also thinks that Gilgamesh's behavior has a certain degree of rationality, she still appreciates the benevolent king more.

So, will the encounter between Enkidu and Gilgamesh deviate from the plot because of her attitude when teaching?

Erika clasped Enkidu's hand unconsciously, faced his questioning gaze, and asked hesitantly:

"Enkidu, what do you think of Gilgamesh?"

"Huh? The king?"

The green-haired boy tilted his head, thought for half a second, and then replied with a very refreshing smile,

"It feels like a scum that needs to be punished."

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The author has something to say: Erika: My education policy seems to be wrong (Kuchulin-like ignorance)

I remember I mentioned Enkidu and Erika's relationship earlier?Enkidu is Erika's first love, although it is a child's play, there is very little love.

So even if it's true-first love, the Enli Party is still a cult, hehe.