The neighborhood square.
Both men stopped walking at the same time.
A sharply dressed young man, just over 1.8 meters tall in a suit and tie, smiled warmly as he placed an arm around the teenager's shoulder.
They looked like long-lost brothers reuniting after years, their deep bond catching the attention of nearby passersby who couldn't help but glance over.
However—
As the person involved, Sanjiro felt like a death omen star was flashing wildly above his head.
It was as if a blood-red symbol hovered above him—
[Danger!]
Sanjiro wore an expression of confusion, as if he didn't quite understand what the other person was talking about.
But in his mind, thoughts were spinning rapidly as he searched for a way out.
How the hell did this guy figure it out?!
Could it be… this guy's like a bloodhound and picked up his scent from Kirina, which led him to spend money bribing that brat to storm into his home?
No, that couldn't be.
This guy is a king—arrogant to the core.
Even after getting personality-punched into becoming a benevolent king by him and Enkidu, all that was just so he could lead humanity into the future and become a revered figure.
At his core, he's still a king who looks down on everyone.
Expect him to act like a normal, kind human being? Dream on.
So… did this bastard notice the seal on Kirina and connect the dots to him?
Sanjiro realized now—he had planned for everything but overlooked that brat.
That kid was wrapped in layers of seals based on Enkidu's Chains of Heaven, making her feel like a walking cocoon of divine restraints.
No ordinary person could sense it.
But Gilgamesh? His best friend and sworn rival? Of course he could detect it!
Damn it, I let my guard down. Got caught with my pants down!
He looked at the other man with feigned confusion. "Excuse me, Mr. Gold, have we met before?"
"Still pretending?"
Gilgamesh responded with a knowing smile.
The divine might of a heroic spirit descended unrestrained upon Sanjiro.
The aura of a king standing at the very apex of the world, making no attempt to conceal his overwhelming presence.
Under this suffocating pressure—
Sanjiro felt chills running all over his body, the urge to kneel and worship this man as his sovereign almost unbearable.
Damn it, this bastard's kingly aura is getting stronger by the second!
Heroic spirits are beings forged from the worship and belief of countless people. Their very essence, life force, and soul—everything—was a level above mortals.
"Pretending what?" Sanjiro asked, feigning innocence.
Hell no—who would dare admit anything right now?
That Ea could pierce right through him, and he had no way to block it right now!
"Looks like, my dear old friend… we need to have a heart-to-heart."
A Noble Phantasm silently appeared in Gilgamesh's hand.
Its name—
[Dainsleif, Sword of Högni]
A cursed sword from Norse mythology.
It was said to carry an inevitable curse to kill its target—its strikes couldn't be dodged, blocked, or healed.
Even Siegfried, the famed dragonslayer of Norse legend, was slain by this very sword.
Sanjiro recognized it instantly, and his heart clenched in agony.
Crap… he's dead serious.
He was truly screwed.
Don't reveal his identity? Gilgamesh would dig it out of him anyway.
Reveal it? He'd still dig it out of him.
Why the hell is he so obsessed with digging into people's hearts?!
Buzz~
Just then, his pants suddenly moved.
A golden chain silently slithered out, positioning itself between the two of them. The chain gently swayed, almost as if looking back and forth between the two, saying:
"Don't fight, you won't kill each other this way."
Great, now it's completely exposed!
With Enkidu showing up, there was no hiding it now.
Feeling Gilgamesh's killing intent, Sanjiro's mouth twitched. "How exactly did you recognize me?"
"I came to Fuyuki City just to give you a surprise. So? Surprised? Delighted?"
Gilgamesh's grin widened, wrapping his arm more firmly around Sanjiro's shoulder like a good buddy.
He had guessed right—Enkidu was indeed with him.
In that Flower of the Underworld side story, Nameless had brought Enkidu to the underworld and asked Ereshkigal to help gather the scattered essence of the Chains of Heaven.
"…Yeah, it's surprising, but definitely not delightful!"
Sanjiro almost spat blood.
You nearly scared me to death—
Wait, no. You're still trying to have a "heart-to-heart" with me! The crisis isn't over!
He tried asking one more time, unwilling to accept it. "How did you find out, exactly?"
He had crafted layers of countermeasures, especially against Sha Naqba Imuru—meant to make it impossible for Gilgamesh to see through his identity.
Yet the moment they met, he was exposed? Ridiculous.
"Simple. I ran into Kirina on campus," Gilgamesh said with a smirk.
"Kirina…"
Sanjiro swore that if he lived through this, he was going to give that brat a proper spanking.
Other people's daughters are like precious angels.
His? She's a walking 'Dad Bait' hazard.
Oh, right. She even bought a model of Mordred's Father-Killing Sword!
Forget dinner—I'm definitely grounded after this.
"On her, I sensed a trace of divine aura comparable to Tiamat. So I naturally became curious about who had sealed her so thoroughly."
Gilgamesh explained casually.
He had plenty of time, after all.
"As I thought."
Sanjiro sighed softly.
The aura from the seal on Kirina, which mimicked Enkidu's Chains, really couldn't escape Gilgamesh's notice.
"And then, I saw Illya."
Gilgamesh continued, ignoring the question entirely.
"Illya, huh…"
Sanjiro broke out into a cold sweat.
Yeah, that was a big problem.
Was Unlimited Blade Works about to happen in real life?
Was he going to have to throw himself in front of Gilgamesh again?
"And finally, I saw Fou. That little white creature Merlin tossed from the Tower at the End."
Gilgamesh's smile grew more amused. "What is that white beast, exactly? Why can't I see through its true strength?"
"It's… a very special being."
Sanjiro answered, clearly uncomfortable.
Yep—way too many red flags to cover up anymore.
"The key part," Gilgamesh said, "was when I met you and used Sha Naqba Imuru. I saw you as just a normal human being."
"Uh… and being a normal person is a problem?"
Sanjiro blinked.
What kind of logic is that?
He had invested 100% of his energy into living a normal life.
Even went grocery shopping at Cu Chulainn's place daily—and sometimes had him over for dinner.
Not once had he slipped!
Gilgamesh's crimson eyes glared at him with distaste.
"You've got two world-ending monsters living in your house, and you're just a normal person… You're adorably dumb, you know that?"
"…Wait. So you didn't actually see through my identity? You were bluffing?!"
Sanjiro immediately pieced it together—and nearly coughed up blood.
MOTHERF—
This guy was way sharper than the middle-school-mentality Gilgamesh corrupted by the Black Mud!
He hadn't seen through anything.
He just wanted to bait Sanjiro into revealing it himself.
"My dearest friend," Gilgamesh said with an expression of disdain, "who else but you would keep literal apocalypse-level pets at home?"
Let's not forget—
Back at the end of the Age of Gods…
This man had stood fearless before the Sumerian gods.
He sacrificed himself to fully unleash the Ea's power and sever the connection between humanity and the divine.
And now? He wanted a peaceful life, but was still keeping doomsday lolis in the living room.
All Gilgamesh could say was—
Of course it's you, Nameless!
Especially that little girl, wrapped in countless divine restraints.
Her origins must be beyond comprehension.
Likely tied to the reason he had been forgotten by everyone in the first place.
"My dear friend Gilgamesh… can we talk without throwing punches?" Sanjiro asked nervously, cold sweat on his forehead.
"Relax. I'll only talk. I won't lay a finger on you."
Gilgamesh smiled.
Then—
A field of illusion swept over the area, shielding the scene from the eyes of ordinary people.
Behind him, countless golden vortexes erupted into view—stretching to the heavens and endlessly across the earth.
It looked like all the treasures in human history had been summoned at once.
This was—
[Gate of Babylon], unleashed at full power!
Vrrrrrrr~
One uniquely shaped, rod-like weapon slowly began to spin, radiating endless, blood-red destructive energy.
It was his strongest Noble Phantasm—
[Ea, Sword of Rupture]
Fully manifested as a heroic spirit, Gilgamesh's power now dwarfed that of normal Servants.
A treasure capable of wiping out entire nations—
And he was casually showing it off.
"Holy shit, you're seriously going through with this?!"
Sanjiro felt a chill run down his spine.
Through the mist, he could clearly see that everyone around them remained blissfully unaware.
Children were chasing each other across the small square, while their grandparents chatted happily nearby.
A peaceful scene of idyllic tranquility.
Completely unaware…
That all of Fuyuki City might be reduced to ash in the next second.
Gilgamesh chuckled with delight, "I don't even need to lift a finger—just open my mouth and speak."
Sha Naqba Imuru operated at full capacity, allowing him to perceive all truths clearly.
There was no way he'd be as foolish as his chuunibyou self, leaving such power unused.
"In that case, don't blame me for being rough."
Sanjiro suddenly closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, the laid-back aura of a shut-in evaporated in an instant, transforming completely.
He had become a drawn blade.
Its edge so sharp it could rend the heavens.
His presence was more intimidating than even the Sword of Rupture.
Behind him, countless phantasmal images seemed to flicker into being. His simple homewear now resembled battle armor. Endless scenes of battle flashed by, forming a hellish landscape of carnage and blood.
Upon his back, gathered the spirit and hopes of countless identities, countless Heroic Spirits—
The trusted friend of the oldest King of Heroes of Uruk, an unnamed knight of Britain's Round Table, the Crimson Knight of the French Royal Paladins, the First Emperor...
Through destruction, despair, and slaughter, he burned like the sun, shedding light on a hopeless future.
To bring order to heaven and earth, purpose to the people, revive the teachings of sages, and create peace for the world.
Sanjiro let out a soft sigh. "You know, I used to be just an ordinary high school student... until I set foot on the path of becoming a Hero of Justice."
"Hahaha, a nameless Heroic Spirit who swore to protect humanity and carve out a future... now licking his wounds alone in the shadows, how pitiful!"
Gilgamesh suddenly burst into uproarious laughter.
It was too funny!
A hero who saved countless people, countless worlds, the entire history of mankind—yet received no recognition or respect.
Instead, he hid away in a corner, silently nursing wounds that never healed.
Like a stray dog, unnoticed and uncared for.
It truly was laughable to the king.
After a while, Gilgamesh finally calmed his laughter.
"Look at your tattered body. Look at your Spirit Origin, hanging by a thread. You've clearly attained the strongest form, and yet you're even weaker than when we first met! So, tell me—what exactly did you protect, Nameless?
Are those people really worth all this?"
Rage flickered in Gilgamesh's eyes as he laughed. It was clear—this wasn't amusement, but fury.
This bastard… he hasn't changed a bit. Still never once thought about himself!
"You saw right through me after all."
Sanjiro gave a dry chuckle.
The overwhelming killing aura surrounding him deflated like a balloon, vanishing without a trace.
And once more—
This savior of humanity reverted to a seemingly average high school student.
As if everything from a moment ago was just an illusion.
He didn't answer the question directly, but asked in return, "You're not me. How would you know I don't find joy in this?"
"You really are a hopeless idiot!"
Gilgamesh struck a pose right out of Unlimited Blade Works, gripping the Sword of Rupture with his right hand.
"Hey hey, we're long-lost friends reuniting here—do you really want to stab me to death?"
Sanjiro coughed lightly.
He had hoped to scare the guy off with a bit of bluster.
Unfortunately, that stuff didn't work on this golden bastard.
With Sha Naqba Imuru, he could see through Sanjiro's fake bravado with ease.
"My dear friend, why would you say that?" Gilgamesh looked at him with an odd expression. "In Unlimited Blade Works, you shared your heart with me. I'm just returning the favor."
"..."
Sanjiro suddenly wondered if this guy had been mentally infected by his chuunibyou counterpart from Unlimited Blade Works.
Why else would he be acting so deviously?
In that video, he'd been shielded by Avalon and stabbed Gilgamesh straight through with Artoria's Curry Stick.
A real heart-to-heart.
That footage had been shamelessly leaked by Alaya, shown to the entire world. A total disaster for the King of Heroes.
If the roles were reversed, Sanjiro would totally want to kill the guy too.
He took a step back. "Is there really no room to negotiate?"
He silently called out to Enkidu.
Back during the Age of the Gods—
Whenever the two of them argued or even fought, it was always Enkidu who stepped in to mediate.
But this time, Enkidu remained curled quietly around his waist, showing no intention of interfering.
Damn it, you're choosing to spectate too?
"My dear friend... that little step you took back—it really hurts."
Gilgamesh suddenly waved his hand as Sanjiro remained fully alert.
All the golden portals of Noble Phantasms behind him vanished instantly.
The Sword of Rupture was also put away.
The mist surrounding them dissipated.
Sunlight returned, and all was bright again.
People around them continued enjoying their lives, completely unaware that a battle powerful enough to flatten Fuyuki had almost erupted right in front of them.
Wait, what's he up to now?
Sanjiro looked at him in confusion.
Gilgamesh smiled. "If it were the chuunibyou version of me, I definitely would've stabbed you without a second thought."
"Uh... thanks, I guess?"
Sanjiro wiped sweat from his forehead.
No kidding.
With that tyrant personality, he absolutely would've done it.
Fortunately, this guy had been reformed into Wise King Gil.
"If I were a woman, and saw you getting involved with so many Heroic Spirits besides me, I would've stabbed you too. And chopped you into little pieces, while I was at it."
"..."
Sanjiro didn't even want to comment.
Good thing he wasn't a girl.
If he were—with his prideful, possessive nature—he definitely would've done that.
He used to complain about why Gil wasn't a girl, but now he was grateful he wasn't.
Gilgamesh stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. "So now, all I want is to watch the show—see how you handle those women."
"You really are my best friend, huh…"
Sanjiro's lips twitched.
Tomorrow afternoon, the father-son duo from Britain would arrive.
Once they were close enough, even Artoria might recognize his identity.
Then Mordred—who had always believed she was the real child—would definitely erupt into a "father-son deathmatch" level disaster.
And you, you're just waiting to jump in and watch the chaos unfold?! Hoping I die in the process, right?
"This is a grand play directed by Merlin himself. I'll be enjoying it from a VIP seat—don't disappoint me," said Gilgamesh, patting his shoulder again.
"...Fine."
Sanjiro clearly heard the subtext.
He must not run away. He must attend that deadly welcoming banquet.
Damn it, Merlin! You bastard!
Sanjiro suddenly regretted not slicing him in half back then.
That guy had always been a mischief-making gremlin, only ever showing up to stir the pot.
Then he ran off to hide in the Tower at the End.
Even after Artoria died and became the Lion King, he never showed his face again.
"My dear friend, guess how much I could get by selling your info to the Emperor of France and the King of Britain?"
Gilgamesh pulled out his phone, as if ready to dial.
"...What do you want?!"
Sanjiro gritted his teeth.
This was clearly extortion for hush money!
Damn it, you've got a whole treasury of legendary artifacts, and you're still squeezing a broke guy like me?
"Since this is my first time in Japan, let's keep it simple—one little goal." Gilgamesh made a slightly disgusted face. "It's a bit low, but for the sake of our friendship, I'll settle."
"One little goal? You mean—an entire hundred million?! Are you robbing me?!"
Sanjiro's eyes nearly popped out.
He would've understood if it was just a few thousand yen to humor him. But this guy actually had the nerve to demand that?!
"Hmm? I am robbing you right now."
Gilgamesh tapped on his Heroic Spirit-specialized phone, and a number popped up—
A direct line to Britain.
"...You win."
Sanjiro pointed at his hand, trembling slightly.
But thinking about it...
After Unlimited Blade Works aired, Gil's reputation loss was probably in the hundreds of billions range.
So… maybe a hundred million really wasn't much....
As if!
Even if they beat him to death, he couldn't possibly take out that much money!
As he was thinking this, Gilgamesh smiled even more gleefully.
"My dear friend, Alaya has updated another video."
!!!
Sanjiro felt like he was doomed.
One wave after another—no break at all?
Damn you, Alaya!
What the hell did she post this time?
[Unlimited Blade Works Side Story – Chaldea]
[This side story tells how Nameless defeated the King of Heroes, made a contract with me, and began the path of saving the world.]
"She actually referred to herself as 'me'???"
Sanjiro was instantly stunned.
He originally thought [Alaya] was just a cold-hearted, ruthless capitalist, so why is she suddenly showing emotion?
Could she actually be a manipulative little devil in disguise?
"Defeated the King of Heroes... That's quite something, Sanjiro," Gilgamesh smiled at him.
"Cough, cough. You're not a girl, don't look at me like that. People might misunderstand!"
Sanjiro instinctively stepped back.
Sure enough, there were two girls off in the distance pointing fingers at him.
"Heh, do you believe I won't turn you into a girl?"
Gilgamesh sneered.
But he didn't say anything more and instead looked toward the new video.
The video began to play.
A familiar melody emerged—
[Like sunlight piercing through the night, dawn quietly edges across the sky...]
[A young boy's figure travels through reincarnation, stepping onto the path to becoming humanity's protector.]
...
After dealing with the chuuni tyrant, young Shirou's hair suddenly turned snow white.
He looked out over the ruined Fuyuki City and made a contract with [Alaya].
Choosing to sacrifice himself to save countless people from disaster.
A true Hero of Justice.
Right after the contract was made, a miracle occurred.
Everyone who had been killed by All the Evils of the World came back to life, and all destroyed buildings were restored.
In the blink of an eye, it was as if the Holy Grail War had never happened.
Fuyuki City returned to peace once more.
But—
That boy was never seen again.
This scene moved countless viewers:
AlmightyMiddleFinger-[Sigh, I'm starting to truly understand that opening line from The Chronicles of the Nameless Heroic Spirit.]
HistorianWithWifi-[Every time, he sacrifices himself to save others, and yet no one remembers him. It's just too cruel...]
BobUchiha-[It's okay. I remember him!]
MoonlitGachaVictim-[Cheer up, great hero who saved the world. I'll remember you too!]
...
"I'll remember too!"
Kirina couldn't help but post a comment on the video.
Every time she watched this kind of video, she teared up.
Beside her, Fou gave her a sideways glance.
"Fou… Fou (If it weren't for you, Nameless wouldn't need to work this hard)!"
Your concern and help mean nothing to him.
Your absence means everything!
Kirina looked at the little cat, gritting her teeth,
"Damn, why does it feel like you're insulting me again?!"
But the cat ignored her completely.
Strutting proudly with feline grace, it returned to its cozy bed.
Illya didn't notice their little spat—her eyes were fixed on the boy turning into light in the video.
He was the one who saved her, yet vanished completely from her memory. Now, thanks to Alaya's broadcast, she finally remembered the hero who saved her.
The video continued.
The boy who had vanished from everyone's sight suddenly reappeared in Fuyuki City.
However, this was clearly a very different version—perhaps a parallel world's Fuyuki.
The boy began living an ordinary life.
Then the scene changed suddenly.
A base appeared atop a snowy mountain—its name:
Chaldea!
Lines of narration appeared:
[The Organization for the Preservation of Human Order, Finis Chaldea , also known as Chaldea.]
[It is an institution established by all nations to prevent human extinction, free from interference by any single power.]
[It brings together researchers across all fields: magic, science, religion…]
[As long as Chaldeas continues to shine with the light of civilization, humanity will have a future for a hundred years.]
[But that light is suddenly fading. Humanity's future will be completely severed one day…]
...
"Eh? Is our Chaldea really that impressive?"
Dr. Romani blurted out in surprise.
In reality, Chaldea was just the world organization responsible for coordinating various Heroic Spirits.
It was the existence of those powerful Heroic Spirits that gave Chaldea its authority.
Not the other way around.
"No idea," Da Vinci also looked confused.
This version of Chaldea was very different from the one she knew.
However…
Somewhere deep inside, she instinctively felt something was off.
Chaldea shouldn't be like this.
What happened exactly?
Strangely, even when they saw themselves in the video, they couldn't recall any memories.
Maybe the side story couldn't awaken memories? Would the main video be different?
They continued watching.
On Chaldea, the lights of civilization were flickering out.
In this crisis, Chaldea began selecting Masters from among countless ordinary people, hoping to send them to repair distorted singularities.
They found 47 qualified Masters.
In Fuyuki City—
The white-haired boy looked at a Chaldea advertisement and scoffed,
"Tch, another scam? I'm not going!"
This boy was none other than Shirou, who had just signed a contract with Alaya and arrived in the pan-human timeline.
In other words, the future Nameless.
However—
Everything seemed to be guided by fate.
A Chaldea staff member disguised the compatibility test device as a blood donation van and arrived in Fuyuki.
The kind-hearted boy, clueless as ever, walked straight up to it.
Instant detection: 100% compatibility!
Countless viewers couldn't help but feel both amused and heartbroken—
4thWarPTSD-[Poor Nameless. Trying to run, but fate won't let him!]
EXRankDegenerate-[Boy, I see great potential in you. Come join Chaldea and save the world!]
FateBot-[It's the Choice of Steins;Gate!]
ConstipatedProcrastinator-[No! This is totally Alaya's conspiracy!]
GlazingAtItsFinest-[By the way, is Chaldea really that powerful?]
...
The scene was so ridiculous that people couldn't stop talking about it.
Sanjiro could hardly bear to look.
Back then, he had been tricked the exact same way into joining Chaldea and becoming humanity's last Master.
From then on, it was 24/7 overtime, endlessly saving the world.
"No wonder Alaya said this was the beginning. So this is how you became a savior?"
Gilgamesh watched the video with great interest.
Naturally, he was curious about Nameless's past.
"Don't bring it up. It's all one big tearjerking black history. Laugh if you want."
Sanjiro sighed.
More of his dark past, all exposed by that damn Alaya.
Are you trying to strip even my dignity away?
"Hahaha! So you've been this dumb the whole time!"
Gilgamesh finally burst into laughter.
Interesting. So interesting!
The so-called savior of humanity started out this naïve?
The video ended this flashback segment and was wrapping up.
But then, something unexpected—
[Next Episode Preview!]
[In another timeline, Shirou once again gets dragged into the Holy Grail War!]
["I think it's time I told the full story of me and Miyu!"]
[More excitement—stay tuned!]
...
The entire side story ended abruptly—only about five minutes long.
Countless viewers erupted in frustration—
Too cruel.
Everyone who had just watched Unlimited Blade Works and been moved by Nameless's heroism—
Now knew the next video would feature another Holy Grail War.
They were beyond excited.
But this was just a teaser.
Who knows when the next episode will come out?!
Gilgamesh turned to look at the boy beside him.
"So, this Holy Grail War… does this King also make an appearance?"
In Unlimited Blade Works, he had already been publicly executed.
Even with his reputation as a wise king, it would take time to recover from that in the public eye.
If another embarrassing video involving him came out…
It would be impossible to explain.
"I can guarantee—you won't appear!"
Sanjiro answered instantly.
...I guarantee you personally won't appear, but I can't promise that "you" won't show up!
"Oh? Then this king shall look forward to it. Don't let me down."
Gilgamesh nodded slightly.
Just then—
Kirina came running over from afar, curiosity written all over her face.
"What are you guys doing?"
Earlier, Sanjiro had said he was just going out to see someone off, but he hadn't come back. That made her worry he was eating something good all by himself.
But when she stepped out—
She saw the two of them standing together, chatting and laughing.
What the hell?
Just a moment ago, the two of them had seemed so unfamiliar and hostile.
Why did it suddenly feel like they were close friends?
A bold thought instantly popped into Kirina's mind—
Could it be that Mr. Gold likes men?!
Terrifying. No wonder he showed no interest in her!
Looks like she'd have to painfully distance herself from this golden thigh!
Sanjiro immediately understood what the brat was thinking just from the look in her eyes.
He walked over and lightly knocked her on the head.
"What are you thinking? We've known each other since we were kids. From now on, he's your big brother also!"
"Let's not call me 'brother.' Just keep calling me Mr. Gold."
Gilgamesh gave him a sideways glance.
This damned bastard—trying to take advantage of him again.
"Ehhh?"
Kirina looked stunned.
Mr. Gold's friend was Sanjiro?
Good lord—how come she never knew he had such a rich friend?
She asked curiously,
"Mr. Gold, are you also attending the welcome banquet for King Artoria and the Hero King tomorrow?"
"No, I won't attend. But a friend of mine will."
Gilgamesh suddenly smiled and asked,
"Would you like to go?"
"I can go???"
Kirina instantly jumped with excitement.
To witness and get up close to Heroic Spirits—this was the dream she had fantasized about for so long!
Unfortunately, she hadn't been selected.
The welcome banquet was to be held at the five-star Fuyuki Grand Hotel.
The entire hotel would be completely locked down during the event—no unauthorized entry.
"My friend can get you a ticket—probably around ten thousand yen."
Gilgamesh said with a bright smile.
Sanjiro couldn't help but secretly send a voice transmission,
'You know that brat has a special identity. Don't let her attend under your name!'
If the Heroic Spirits noticed something, it could cause worldwide chaos.
"Relax. Of course I won't." Gilgamesh replied.
Sanjiro became even more surprised.
"That hotel belongs to the Shinomiya family's private Fuyuki Bank. Are you planning to reach out to them? A hotel of that level shouldn't allow random guests."
"No, no. I already bought the hotel."
Gilgamesh's eyes were calm, as if he didn't care at all.
"What the hell—the Shinomiya family isn't short on money, and they sold the hotel??"
Sanjiro blurted it out.
Gilgamesh replied with a smile,
"That's because I bought the bank. Want me to escort you there personally?"