I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Chapter Eight Memories

Isana Yashiro quickly pulled his head back.

"Tch, trying to run away?" Jill frowned, knowing she couldn't exactly leap across rooftops.

But that doesn't stop him from using violence, does it?

"Izana Yashiro, don't even think about running away!" Gil was furious. He used the Chains of Heaven to pin himself to the building and then pulled himself up.

But in just a short while, Isana Yashiro disappeared.

"Damn it!" Jill cursed, looking around.

"Tch, what an annoying fellow..." Gil finally gave up the search and chose to return to HOMRA.

……

night.

Jill sat in the bar, and memories unexpectedly surfaced.

……

"Get lost, you idiot! Do you think others would enjoy playing with you?"

"That's it!"

"Get out of here!"

……

"You're not alone," the kind-looking headmaster said, stroking the boy's head. "If you're unhappy about anything, come and tell Grandpa, okay?"

“…Yes.” The boy nodded.

……

"Phew, those are really distant memories..." Jill stood up and saw the guitar on the side.

"...Is it okay to flick it a little...?"

Jill picked up the guitar, tested the strings, and skillfully tuned it.

For some reason, he unconsciously plucked the strings.

Gently humming a familiar tune, it was a song that Tatara loved, a song that tells a story of bonds.

Seven days ago, the Blue Clan's Secret 4 and HOMRA clashed once again.

Gilles suffered a minor injury in that battle, and Tatara personally went to find medicine for him.

Although Jill didn't actually need the medicine, he did feel Tatara's concern.

Let's show them care and love.

But... Mr. Tatara...

"Why... I could have saved Mr. Tatara..." Gil muttered to himself, "Mr. Tatara shouldn't be unable to drink the medicine... I even tried to force-feed him... Why..."

The template also answered Jill's question, "It's no use. Even if the host brings out your most precious treasure, you can't save Totsuka Tatara."

"The consciousness of this world is consciously correcting its trajectory; those destined to die will eventually die..."

"But Mr. Tatara is so kind, why couldn't he survive... Does the world really not give any benefits to kind people at all!?" Gil gritted her teeth and fiercely questioned the template.

"..." The template didn't reply, nor did it display its usual irritating tone. After a moment of silence, it continued, "The host will understand in the future... but as long as a deep enough bond is formed with the host, anything is possible..."

Click...

The soft sound interrupted Jill and Template's mental communication.

Jill's red eyes looked towards the stairwell.

Anna was looking at Jill.

Two pairs of red eyes stared at each other until Jill broke the silence.

"What's wrong, Anna? Can't you sleep?" Jill asked, putting down her guitar.

“No, I just heard Jill playing the guitar, it sounded really nice,” Anna said, shaking her head.

“Really… thank you.” Jill smiled, her eyes narrowing.

“I want to hear more, can Jill sing?” Anna asked, looking at Jill.

"Okay, sure?" Jill played "Transform into the Wind" for Anna.

The song is light and pleasant to listen to. The tune of "Transformed into the Wind" is already cheerful, but Jill's deliberate embellishment makes it even more cheerful.

Anna looked at Jill with a smile.

She also understood how difficult those seven days had been for Jill.

She had seen Jill's dream.

It must be incredibly painful to struggle in a dream.

Those dreams were either about struggle or about memories.

This shows Tatara's importance to him.

Tatara is Jill's best friend, even though it's only been a little over ten days, Jill doesn't dislike Tatara at all.

Or perhaps, for Gil, Tatara's feelings are more similar to Enkidu's feelings for Gilgamesh.

An important friend.

Jill is now singing without any lingering issues, and Anna is happy to watch her sing.

Hiding to the side, Kusanagi, a cigarette dangling from his lips, couldn't help but sigh, "What an easy-to-understand kid..."

Happiness makes you laugh.

Sadness makes you cry.

I force myself not to show my sadness.

Anger will also be outwardly expressed.

“That’s what makes him like a child… It’s so good to have such a pure child.” Kusanagi exhaled a smoke ring. “Mikoto… Don’t make this child sad in the end, and don’t force yourself.”

“Jill, it seems you’ve already realized it. Your time is running out, Your Majesty.”

……

the next day.

Early in the morning, Gil heard the news that the murderer of Totsuka Tatara had appeared. Without saying a word, he dressed and ran out with Misaki and the others.

Kusanagi sighed as he looked at Gil. "Children who run out without eating breakfast are likely to stunt their growth..."

"Mr. Kusanagi, this kind of thing might scare others, but it won't work on me."

Jill stuck out her tongue and then closed the bar door behind her.

Jill initially wanted to complain too, "Aren't you afraid of getting arrested for taking a kid his age to a bar?"

But he later discovered that the police didn't dare to say much to them.

After asking Duoduoliang, Jill understood...

The power of kings and clans was immense, given their superhuman strength.

There are seven kings in this world.

The First King, the Silver King.

The Second King, the King of Gold.

The Third King, the Red King.

The fourth monarch, the Blue King.

The Fifth King, the Green King.

The sixth monarch, the Ash King.

The Seventh King, the Colorless King.

Every time Jill thinks of the Colorless King, she feels a burning hatred, wishing she could capture him and stab his face with swords from the Gate of Babylon.

However, after calming down, he analyzed his memories and concluded that the Colorless King was not Isana Yashiro.

When Jill first watched K, she skipped through most of the episodes and barely remembered any of the key plot points.

I only remembered a few key figures.

This has led to his current situation of extreme lack of intelligence.

Gil sat on the motorcycle that Kamakimoto was riding, thinking about these things.

"Gil, it's great to see you calm down like this," Kamamoto said with a smile.

“I’m not the kind of guy who gives up easily,” Jill said, pumping her fist. “So let’s get going and find that bastard as soon as possible!”

P.S.: This chapter has been revised.

Chapter Nine Clues

"Ha, what is it? I thought it was that white-haired kid, but it turns out to be these lowlifes."

Jill looked at the thugs in front of her who were holding handguns (I think they look more like gangsters with guns...), and clicked her tongue in displeasure.

"Hachida, please help me! Those guys are forcing me to reveal your secrets..." The woman on the other side was explaining to Misaki.

"Alright, alright, I'll handle it. You guys step back a bit," Jill sighed.

"Hey, Jill, it's so narrow, you can't..."

"Don't worry, we won't kill anyone, and we won't accidentally hurt friendly forces."

Jill looked at the two guys and said, "You know what, I've been really irritable lately..."

"You bastard, you'd better atone with your death for disturbing my rest!"

Jill waved her right hand, and countless golden ripples spread out.