I'm Really Strong

"I've heard it seven times today alone, Gilgamesh."

"you shut up!"

"It's like this without strength, there are no tears in e-sports, hahahaha! The feeling of jumping your face is really cool!"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Sitting in front of the arcade, Gilgamesh once again fell into a state of doubting life.

Being under the same roof with someone like Gilgamesh is important—you have to dance.The more you don't treat this guy as a king, the more moisturizing you will be when you get along with this guy on weekdays.

On the contrary, if you learn Tokiomi Tohsaka to play monarch and minister all day long, then prepare for multiple ancestors under the roof.

"Do you need me to release water?"

"No! I Gilgamesh is the one who needs someone else to release water?"

"Then shall our bet be fulfilled first?"

"...Damn, you bastard!"

"Hey hey hey."

"……Well."

Gilgamesh looked at that mean face, and seemed to be struggling with something incredible.After hesitating for half a minute, he squeezed out a word from his teeth like squeezing toothpaste.

"...good brother."

"Hey? The voice is a little low, I can't hear it clearly!"

"This king has fulfilled his contract! It's your fault that you can't hear clearly! Another game!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Bai Ziqing let out a barbell-like laugh.

At this time, Emiya, who walked in helplessly, looked at the two guys in front of the arcade with a tired expression.

"Yo, Faker!" Gilgamesh instantly put on a "I'm a dick" expression.

Emiya looked at Gilgamesh with a complicated look, and shook his head helplessly, his expression almost frying Gilgamesh.Ignoring the hero king who looked like a little child, Emiya said, "Skaha is looking for you."

"Where is she?"

"I met her when I was passing by the control room, did you look for it?"

"alright."

Gilgamesh glanced at Bai Ziqing: "Are you ready to escape?"

"Idiot, practice on your own before challenging yourself." Bai Ziqing picked up the coat on the back of the chair and draped it over his body and walked out the door. He just took a few steps and turned his head forty-five degrees to face Gilgamesh. One sentence:

"Good brother?"

"you shut up!!!"

Bai Ziqing left the entertainment room with a smile, leaving behind the angry Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh took a few sips of the ice Coke on the side, and glanced at Emiya, who also turned around and was about to leave: "Hey, Faker."

"Why, Gilgamesh?"

Emiya turned her head and raised her eyebrows.

Bai Ziqing has long understood this set of Wei Gong's dealings with Gilgamesh's interpersonal relationship, that is, under the condition of ensuring basic etiquette, he must not give this guy a good face, or he will definitely be beaten in the face.

Even so, he will still jump face, but at least the other party will not put on a natural expression of "I am your ancestor, you have to serve me".

like this--

"Come here, Faker, play a few games with this king."

"...What about the bet?" Wei Gong raised the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want to bet on?" Gilgamesh didn't panic at all.

"The one who loses is called the one who wins, right?" Emiya smiled sinisterly, and added, seeing Gilgamesh's upward trend, "Or the dignified hero king will feel that losing to the Is there a fake one?"

"Hmph, stupid trick. Come on, this king agreed!"

Stupid, didn't you still hit this stupid trick?

Thinking like this, Emiya smiled and sat in the position of Bai Ziqing, but in the next three minutes, the smile disappeared little by little, and finally his brows were wrinkled.

Emiya discovers a very terrifying thing—

Gilgamesh's arcade is really a bit strong.

"——KO"

"Hahaha, call it, Faker!" Gilgamesh laughed brilliantly.

"...Good, good brother."

Emiya played himself in.

Hearing that Emiya fulfilled his bet as promised, Gilgamesh's unbridled laughter spread throughout the Mariana base.