Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

"I thought it was a little late because we were talking about Ram and Rem and we were going straight this way."

After laughing, at the edge of the garden, Emilia stared at Subaru and told him so.

Still, the remnants of the laughter became drops of tears that lingered in my eyes, and I exchanged them with my fingers.

The burst Subaru squirmed the puck in his hand tightly.

"That's arr. Yes, I was trying to create an impactful reunion, and I was doing it without a lot of sweat, Moffmoff."

"Yeah, but it might be too much to jump out of the terrace and stab me in the flowerbed"

"Excuse me, it's force majeure. I'm not such an arm white kid, sss."

If they think you're a sore kid jumping out the window when you hack it, I'm in trouble. Each time I stab him in the flower bed and wish he could wash him with cannon water in the pack.

"No, what you thought was too late, you waited for me?

"... you're not, are you? I sure thought I had to thank you, so if I didn't move better and see you, I wouldn't like it, and I didn't mean I didn't even think about letting you walk around looking for someone sick, but I mean, it just so happens that I stayed here."

"Well, it just so happens, Subaru. For a variety of reasons, prolong my hairy streaks, shake the same topic over and over to my slight spiritual opponents to make those kids feel better... I've been doing that, but I'm not waiting for you. Right?"

Emilia's suicide bomber just told me the pack was here.

to a pack that doesn't break teasing attitude, Emilia turned her gaze smiling,

"Pack ~?"

"I wish I could be honest. That's where my daughter is cute...... Subaru would agree, wouldn't you?

"I think super! Emilia, you're the best! I'm already mellow cum!

"To Subaru. Puck's prank...... and what's that? How did you show up from where?

Question of the nomenclature, which is becoming an exchange every time.

Until last time, it was something that had been misleading, but this time it goes into the push away in conjunction with the pack. eye to eye contact with each other,

"You don't know? This is the finest tribute to show your affection for them. I can tell when I tell you to bite it off slowly. Yes, Emilia."

"Oh, really...? But I've heard that..."

"Well, now it's a forgotten old age word. What Leah can't help but know. It took me a while to remember."

Puck coming up against Subaru's lying conversation with lying memories, with distant eyes. Subaru snorted harshly at his words like that,

"It's like an old, moldy, fairy tale that's already disappeared from history. But only that heart is still breathing. Gently."

"But there's much less to know about it now... no way, Subaru. You're from that lost kingdom...?

"Officials...... no, shall I even say a party? Haven't you heard of him? The royal family of that lost kingdom said it was a clan with black eyes in its dark hair......!

"We both have too many laughs on our faces!

"" Ginny!

Where it's getting exciting and conversation fun, ice cubes fly from Emilia and force her to shut it down.

It's a kind of harassing penetration where ice chunks the size of squared sugar, but it flies in and sticks all over your face enough to cover your sight.

The sticky ice hurts my skin when I try to force it off and I just have to leave it until it melts at my temperature. And my face is so sore with hypothermia.

"It works plain! It's plain tough! It hit the steeple! It works great!

Subaru rolls around in dirt to increase the basal body temperature and speed up dissolution. Emilia exhaled like she was in trouble, looking down at her rolling around on the lawn,

"Totally no more, just kidding... I won't even let you thank me for one thing, so I won't have to deviate."

"The pain now sounds like it's serious. Oh, if you peel it off poorly, you bleed."

Emilia lacks a good grasp of the seriousness of the situation and a pack looking forward to seeing Subaru's ugliness. In the first place, how is it that there is no damage done to the pack that is supposed to be an accomplice?

"No, look, I don't want Leah's magic to happen with one hand."

"Ugh."

"I just had someone take my place next door with all the other attacks."

"So this is excessive damage! You, you really look terrible against it!

I rubbed my face, melted off the ice, and laughed lightly as the pack touched my head "hey" in front of the yelling Subaru.

Subaru split that he was just tired when he dealt with him, and turned toward the mansion,

"Oh, Ram and Rem..."

"True. I don't know, it's breakfast time."

I guess it's unusual for two people to step into the garden in the middle of a routine. Seeing Emilia's reaction twisting her neck, Subaru is heartily convinced that "oh".

At this hour of the first day, the time will come for Roswar's return. I guess the two of them came for that call too.

twins who walked over to the Subaru's, two heads carefully bowed at the same time,

"" My lord, Master Roswar is back. Please go to the mansion. ""

It's stereo audio I fall in love with no matter how many times I hear it.

When Emilia has no choice but to say that, she shrugs her shoulders, and Subaru also flexes as she rises again, making sure her body is in good shape before turning back to the twins.

and the twins looked at Subaru like that from top to bottom,

"Sister, sister. The customer is a muddy wet rat."

"Rem, Rem. While you're at it, the customer's a dirty, worn rag."

"I know you don't have to tell me. Where's my jersey?

Returning that to the spicy comment, Subaru looks up at the mansion's landscape.

Let's get dressed, get dressed and face Roswar again.

- This time, I'm going to try a different approach than before.

After welcoming the returning Roswar in the entrance hall of the mansion and passing his third first meeting, he is led to the dining room for breakfast in a similar fashion, for example, a second time.

For Subaru, which is already the third time, a development close to familiarity. Subaru thinks that Roswar's strong will is probably intervening about these streams being trampled.

It will be the first day of summons to another world, that is, the day I met Emilia, but even in that four-time day of repetition, things that could happen by strong will were necessarily repeated.

If that is the case with Emilia's badge theft by Felt, so is Tontinkan's prospect of stripping Subaru of his figure in the alley.

Whatever the fine changes between them (whimsical of each person or Subaru's behavior), it would be due to that willingness not to take off the rough flow.

It is therefore an inevitable development that this first topic at the breakfast table will be the subject of Emilia's badge, eventually shifting to her being a candidate for queen and her reward for Subaru's achievements.

Somewhat, I can't deny that I directed the story towards it.

"That's why I'm Emilia-like's patron. So if you want to cover up the information you got about the badge theft, I'll let you pay the corresponding price, huh?

"Consideration, right..."

Bringing the story there well, Subaru meditates in a way that explores the dropping place.

For the first time, the reward last time and here calmed down in the form of 'getting hired as a servant'. The purpose of the last time was to trample on it for the first time, but this time Subaru doesn't intend to take the previous time for granted.

So the reward Subaru seeks from Roswar here became something else.

It's

"Bye, Roz. You can stay in the mansion for a couple of days. After that, I'm going somewhere else, so it would be helpful if you could accommodate the road bank a little bit."

"Hmm, a little bit... about a couple of houses to build?

Read Subaru's offer in depth and Roswar narrows his eyes and says so. Subaru, in contrast, waved and smiled bitterly.

"That doesn't make any sense behind it. Purely enough not to have a hard time staying or eating at the inn for about ten days. And then I'll live on my own."

"Emilia's right, that's... that's a greedless story, huh?

"That's okay. I haven't done that much... Oh, Emilia, unless you're saying it's hard to break up with me!?

"I know it's an abnegation thing... but Subaru will have a reason, too. I'm sure it's important, so it's something I don't want to hold back on."

"I was thrust away with a favorable interpretation!

I don't know what idol Subaru is setting up inside Emilia, but if he does, he is treated like a good man. The negotiations are closed in reply.

Looking at Subaru holding his head, Rosewar corrected its kabuki costume collar,

"If that's all you have to say, let's hear it. I'll let Lamb and Rem have it. - I wonder if three days would have been a good time. If there's anything else I can ask you?

"Right. Then... lend me a paper, a feather pen, and a fairy tale."

Roswar raises his eyebrows lightly over Subaru's offer.

Subaru scratched his head against him like that, putting twins at the edge of his sight,

"Every night I practice reading and writing, I promise to keep going. I look like I'm a man of honor, don't I?

Wink and signal the twins. The twins looked at each other and made their eyes black and white on their unilateral promises.

- Substantially, a week at the Roswar Mansion for the third time.

For the third time in that repetition, Subaru placed more emphasis than anything on his cause of death and grasping the identity of the raiders who did it.

"Keywords are magic and chains... but we still don't know anything about this"

All I know is that there's some kind of raid late in the fourth night. One fact.

If you advance that to Roswar at this point, you may be able to take some measures, but Svalbard, who cannot explain the source of the information, has a large element of betting. At least it's very different how assassins look, what they prey, just to see them.

"So this time I'll break it off. This time, it's a little bit of a bet to gather information. If the terms of" Back to Death "are the same as last time..."

At least there should be a respite left to redo one more time.

That was the measure that Subaru thought at this stage to get to the best of it.

With regard to the last loop, three deaths, and a breakthrough in the fourth challenge, have been confirmed. Assuming that, you'll be sure to come back once.

And based on the information obtained in this loop, we will try to make a breakthrough in the fourth world.

"Honestly, it's an operation I don't want to choose because it sounds like I've given up from the start..."

There is always a need to make these sacrifices beyond the limited means available to Subaru. Besides, I don't have any shards that I'm going to caricaturally drop off the situation.

Even if I'm ready to start over, I've never been in a situation where I don't have to start over. Therefore, if it can be crossed, there is naturally an abdominal build-up that will break through the loop this time.

"I told the pack to protect Emilia."

After the exchange in the garden, stealing Emilia's eyes, Subaru is calling for a warning to the pack.

I couldn't get into the specifics, but I asked her to be careful around her at night. Puck tilted his neck at the lack of specificity, but the cat who could read this emotion probably decided that Subaru's seriousness was not false.

"I'm not convinced, but it sounds like it's true that you're leading Leah."

And he took the forceful Subaru story haul in an eagle manner.

Now you can assume that Emilia's safety has been ensured to some extent. Being a cat who doesn't make promises is a short relationship, but I know it. That's a promise I made until I gave up my right to moff. He won't let that get in the way.

I was relieved that I wasn't pursued deeply, but I was able to unload my shoulders with it. I couldn't even think about why Svalbard was so relieved that he wasn't pursued.

"And then there's that Lori, and then there's Roswar... and then there's how it goes. That's not what people with low interpersonal skills want."

scratches his head abusively with his shin, pinching his feather pen under his nose and stretching his spine.

I have a headache at the number of challenges I can wait for.

No, not this time originally, but there's no way I'm going to be painless with the option of throwing them out of stone with that. If I can, I want Ram and Rem to safely cross day four. Roswar and Beatrice, too, deserve to be put in there.

Even if the summit doesn't look high, it's not a reason not to challenge it.

"Well, what's going on..."

Excuse me, sir.

A voice from the outside where he kept his weight on the back of his chair and was making him giddy. It was the sister of the vibrant maid of peach hair - the rum - who opened the door and showed herself before this reply.

She had a basin with tea on her hand and frowned when she saw Subaru heading to her desk,

"Oh, you're really studying, customer"

"You're super rude. Even now, I'm a guest of the Mansion."

"A residence in the name of a diner. That's what I recognize, sir."

He breaks into the room in a way that doesn't even spoil, and when Ram puts the basin on his desk, he offers a cup of tea with a "go ahead" and a hot air.

Tea in this world is close to the 'tea' of the original world, both in appearance and taste. To be clear, I was a Subaru who didn't like tea-based drinks, but I half-way give up asking for refreshing drinks for coke in this world.

Plus, life at the Roswar Mansion totals about ten days.

It is the injured, the guests, the servants and the overturning Subaru that stand, but there is no change in the taste of the tea served in the meantime. It was proof that the ram of unscrupulous attitude was not out of hand, which only Subaru had repeatedly felt.

So Subaru, even today, brings the tea served to his mouth to taste slowly,

"Yeah...... I knew it, it was bad"

"The finest tea leaves served at the Mansion are likely to be punished."

"Bitter is bitter. No, it just seems like a leaf after all. I don't even feel like you're the one drinking with me. It tastes like plants."

"Much more familiar, sir."

Saying, the ram takes for granted the cup that somehow had one on the basin, and when he does not hesitate to sit on the bed behind his desk, he transports it to his mouth.

Are you a skipper pretending to be a servant? Staring at her with Subaru and her eyes,

"Dignificent skipping in front of a guest, no words for your fucking guts."

"You're welcome, sir. The ram is nothing, because there is nothing for the customer. Just use tea as a pretext if time runs out."

"Even though my sister is desperate to work in the meantime, your sister is a good person."

"Not as good as the customers who increased her work."

Ho ho, and the restraint of putting their hands on each other's mouths and laughing at each other with no expression.

With such a beating of hatred with her, Subaru couldn't help but feel something that didn't fall.

This third loop has begun and things are already in the second night.

In the meantime, Subaru, apart from spending time chasing Emilia's ass, was mostly confined to a given room and focused on mastering letters. Very rarely, though, I had taken the time to make fun of Beatrice.

In other words, in this loop, I don't deal with rams and lems more than I do with the position of a customer and a servant. The first time, of course, is supposed to be a rarer relationship than the second time.

In spite of this, Ram is getting to Subaru's room for a reason. The same goes for the salary, but sometimes I visit to see how it goes, I speak out as if to ascertain the results of Subaru's studies, and when I argue, I leave the room. That repeat.

Together, an intimate ram attitude more than the first or second time.

That was thankful, as well as a relationship for Subaru that would generate the blame of conscience.

Already in the middle, for Subaru, who has designated this time as a crossing point, enough to make you think it's a shame to overlook this world.

"I don't know...... after all, is that it? It feels like my maiden heart has cummed behind my so-called literary youth"

"Literary youth..."

Ram reacts to Subaru's whining. She looks at this one as she sits in bed, making sure she licks Subaru from top to bottom before

"Ha."

"You, I do that once in a while, but seriously, it doesn't feel right."

He laughs at me with his nose with a totally little fool's face, and Subaru's cheeks are unwittingly tight.

Ram shrugged his shoulders unchanged in front of Subaru like that,

"A muscular body stretched to see it, and a purely bad eye, rather than sharp, and a literary youth with delicacy and far spirituality. I wonder if that literary youth only exists in your head."

"You say that much?!? Sure enough, Mr. Vegetable Moon's house was famous in your neighborhood for being a great sportsman even though he only looked amazing!

Every time I was told, my mother laughed and came to report it to the front of the room. The shame is remembered then, and I want to roll around the scene unexpectedly.

Subaru battles that urge by blushing. Ram stood up from his bed and looked at the notebook on his desk as he passed next to him like that,

"And this dirty word. - Literary youth can hear you, sir."

"I've never seen a maid who just says she's a customer as much as you... Even a made-to-measure coffee made-to-measure."

It's just familiar knowledge because I've never been there, but the welcome there seems to be already amazing. Though I have no idea because I've never been there.

Subaru's grudgingly suggestive is refreshingly ignored, and Ram turns the page filled with letters with a peppery, uninteresting look.

Staring at the immobile side of that expression, Hufu Subaru lifted a fairy tale book that had been abandoned.

"No, this book, which is mostly written in" Letter A, "it fits when it's time to read it."

On the back cover of red tea is this letter, just briefly denoted by the title 'Fairy Tales Collection'. The making of the book itself is an approximation to the original world, in the form of a table of contents and a number of pages first followed by a chapter-by-chapter story.

As far as the pah table of contents goes, there are only about ten fairy tales in this book. The thickness of the book is no big deal, and an hour less would be enough if you tried to read it.

"I mean, time is full. It's time to experience the fruits of your studies."

"It's just such common sense stories that would disgrace me if I didn't know. As a literary young man, keep it down and talk about it for granted. Hey, customers."

"Okay, so don't pull like that. What, are you so annoyed that I'm such a literary young man? You have an unparalleled fetish for literary youth?

Not responding to Subaru's sexual harassment inquiry, Ram tilts the cup he had left on his desk and puts it through his throat. That was about Subaru's drink.

"Hey, I never heard of you drinking all the tea the waiter brought you."

"You won't need it because you drink it anyway because you look disgusting. Tea would be better for someone who has a decent tongue anyway."

"That's why you said you thought it tasted like leaves... oh, forget it. I'm going to immerse myself in the book, so if you want to run out of time to go home, do as you please."

Waving his hand away from the ram in his pants, Subaru opened the first page of the fairy tale at last when he weighed in on the chair.

There was a preface to the author who put together this collection of fairy tales, but all of a sudden there are many letters that are not 'letter a' and I already stumble.

"I can only decipher it as a targeted sentence that Marmar buzzes and dedicates to Chomechome... damn, I know you can fly it, but it's disgusting"

What if I come across an illegible letter in a good part of the story?

That worry arose and Subaru turned the book gently with a peep as he glanced at one eye and glanced at the rattlesnake.

And I felt pampered, making sure that the body had no characters other than 'letter a', and challenging the book again.

"Uh, what... Mukashimaki"

After all, in every world, gaga begins with that kind of coming out, and I go on to read the story.

Fairy tales, just to say, the carry-over of the story is very clear and concise. Not unlike the many fairy tales of the original world, such as where so much room is left for imagination.

"We also have a subtle lessons-learned development for children and such. There's a red ghost story I cried about, and there's a nasty one."

If asked what his favorite thing about the Ogai system is, Subaru raises' The Crying Red Ghost 'to the top. If they ask what the most hated gaga is, Subaru will still raise' The Crying Red Ghost 'to the top.

A story I like and hate, The Crying Red Ghost. In kindergarten, I miss all the "Crying Red Ghost" picture books that were in the park, plus the last original development.

"Blue ghosts should be rewarded, Buckaroo. You miss me, huh?

"All of a sudden, I don't know what to do with those tears. I don't know if you can stop crying in front of Ram because he has a bad ear."

"How cold against the boy's tears!

Pissed off, Subaru rubs his lid and evaporates his tears. Then in front of the ram still in the room, gently tap the cover of the fairy tale after reading,

"I finished reading. That was surprisingly funny. This is how you can enjoy the subtle differences in common sense...... yes, just how intercultural interactive it feels? Me, I should study painting over here and spread the word about the other side or something. Copyright, you think they'll come after us even beyond the world?

"I didn't know about half of what you said.... So, what do you think of it after reading it? There was nothing impressive about it."

I don't want to steal it, and a question for Subaru that distracts me from my belief as a creator. face to it, Subaru turns to a collection of peppers and fairy tales,

"What bothered me, after all, was the story of the dragon that was in the middle of this and the witch at the end of the volume. I don't care what you think, just treat these two separately."

The two stories in the fairy tale collection were the strongest impressions of Subaru. one is treated exactly as distinct, and the other as if the

"I don't know what the witch story is - I can't keep it on, so I don't feel half as thrown as I put it on. Just ignore the carry-over or the ALL. Just the synopsis."

"... there's no other way to talk about witches. It's only natural that the dragon's story should be treated differently than it is in Lugnica."

"Oh," Lugnica, the pro-Dragon King, "right? The origin of the name, finally figured it out"

Svalbard nods as he puts his fairy tale collection on his desk and hands on its cover.

It's called "Lugnica, the pro-Dragon King," a big country where Subaru seems to be staying right now. In the world diagram, there were quite a few reasons why this country, the easternmost part of the world, could be called the 'pro-Dragon King's Kingdom' and so on.

It's a simple story. Because this country has long been helped to thrive by covenants made with dragons.

"Famine, plague. And the war against other countries - the dragons, in all its predicaments, helped protect Lugnica."

"The name given to him is" The Pro-Dragon Kingdoms, "he said. The fairy tale says it's a royal and dragon covenant, and it's more of an old story than a gay one..."

"Right, because it's true. Even now your precious dragon is watching over the peace of this country far away - beyond the Great Falls. The promise I made with the royal family, until the time of its achievement."

Subaru was listening with his throat rattling when strictly Ram told him so.

Promise I was exchanged with a dragon long ago. - The fairy tale does not depict its content, but it is such a promise that it has saved the crisis in the kingdom so many times.

With what it deserves, it must have been bound between man and dragon.

Think that far and Subaru realizes.

If it is the royalty of the kingdom of Lugnica that the dragon exchanged covenants -

"That clan that I promised the dragon after a while... the other day, I'm doomed, right?

"Well, that's a shame."

"Isn't that bad? No, I have no idea what sucks..."

Promise me you'll do all this. It's a dragon. The consideration would also be considerable. If yet the royalty to pay for it has been eradicated, it's no surprise that the butch runs out of "my previous wages won't go away".

"No, no, negative syncing isn't good, me. Instead here, on the contrary, I want to push the theory of prepayment, where the royalty has already finished paying the dragon his wages. That way, the country will be safe, the dragons will be fine, and we'll all be long live."

Subaru wants you to deny your anxiety while rhyming. But Ram dismissed his plea with one lateral swing of his neck like that,

"I don't know what the dragon wants, that's a fairy tale. How the dragon moves in this situation is God's..."

That's it, "No," said Lamb, putting one breath away,

"Only dragons know, sir."

Breathtaking, Subaru felt sweat conveying his forehead, even though it was not even hot.

I chewed, swallowed, scratched in my stomach the words of the ram now before finally,

"Well, Emilia, the pressure on you is unusual."

"Yeah. Negotiate with a dragon who carries a country, puts its fate on both shoulders, and keeps his mind on defending and destroying the country - just thinking about it, it's already a fairy tale story."

Was it the second last night that Emilia looked complicated when she saw this collection of fairy tales? Subaru understands why her hand stops turning the page after she dies.

The size and weight of what she was holding greatly exceeds Subaru's imagination. Subaru's heart shouted with no anger or pity just thinking about how much weight he would take on those luxurious shoulders and the strain on his heart.

"I don't have a choice."

"- Ah?"

"Everyone has the qualities they were born with, and the responsibilities that come with it. Master Emilia was born under such a star. So for this reason, no matter how steep the road was, Emilia must endure the pain."

"Let one of the girls carry you"

"I don't care if someone brings my stuff with me. But at the top of the line, you must always have her."

The unknown anger of the source shivers Subaru's voice. And the corresponding rum voice is cold and rational.

Feeling the will to consciously say it cold there, Subaru's fierce consciousness restores a piece of calm to the pretense.

Besides, it's a futile story no matter how angry I am with her. Lamb has no responsibility whatsoever, because he just uttered a mindset to accept it even.

"That's right, Ram. Here's another story..."

I feel different about apologizing, and Subaru fingers a fairy tale in an attempt to change the subject.

In the middle of the book, there was that story painted in just a few pages at the end of the volume, so as to pair it with the story of a dragon that was clearly being treated differently.

The title is supposedly "Shizuku Serious". But...

"Talking about this witch..."

"I don't want to talk about it"

Pissy, that's what I was told to cut it off more than a dragon story.

In front of Subaru, who unwittingly opens his eyes, the ram clears the cup and basin quickly,

"I stayed too long. I can't be too bothered with Rem, and it's time to go back. Sir, I'll be back for dinner."

"Oh, oh..."

"Bye."

Turn your back in an unspoken manner and that little body leaves the room. After being silently dropped off of it and seeing the door shut off, Subaru fell into bed pulling force from his entire body as he exhaled.

"What the hell, that attitude..."

With that spilling, Subaru turns the page by lifting the fairy tale collection up in front of his face.

The last article, "Shizuku Series", is a short story of just four pages.

"I'm frightened, I'm frightened. I don't even know what to do with it. Everyone is like this." Shiatsu "and…"

There is no carry-over or anything, just content that tries to convey only the horror of a witch. It highlights the creeps that are more pale and straightforward just because they are drawn out in letters that even children can read.

"It's a book that I can study and read because of - but..."

I feel ruined together, from accomplishment, satisfaction, to refreshing reading aftertaste.

Subaru hits a turnaround on the bed and, once, detaches the content of the fairy tale from his thoughts. And what I think is a trial and error in this loop that leaves only two more days.

No, no, no, no. Squeezing his head, Svalbard's consciousness had always disappeared melted in drools on a soft bed and sheet.