Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

I keep running selflessly obsessed and I don't know how much time has passed.

I ran out of breath, my knees laughed, the sweat flowing through my jaw, messed up in my heart, but still couldn't stop running.

If I don't run, I'll be caught up in emotions I don't know how to follow from behind. And if I got caught by it, only such certainty was now driving Subaru away that this time everything might be over.

The scream of Ram, the fury of resentment, regarded Subaru as the object of hatred, that scream still remains out of my ear.

Rum that is disrespectful, dignified, and doesn't break the attitude that made people look like little fools.

She revealed all her emotions and shouted her hatred out loud.

Just thinking back brings up the heart, and the unspoken sorrow leaves.

He escaped. He ran away.

Running through, jumping out of the mansion, rounding up all the noise I could hear from behind, and running away to leave everything behind.

No longer can Subaru go back to that place.

Lamb and Roswar will not tolerate Subaru, who escaped, nor will Emilia or Pack be able to believe Subaru, who stubbornly shut his mouth.

And Beatrice, who was bound by the contract, must also not be an active ally without reading the sincerity of Subaru's actions.

I wish I could have punched everything out.

But to do it, a black beard stands in the way.

In the stopped world of time, in a world where sounds are isolated, the pain and fear of being crushed by the heart - before that, Subaru's determination to escape and so on is lightly scattered.

As a result, he couldn't stand the pain or pity and Subaru had no choice but to flee.

"How, huh...! What do you want from me... even me!

I don't know anything.

How did this happen and what do we have to do?

What will the world allow about Subaru?

"That's... fun..."

A place where you should have been abruptly invited into another world and welcomed Subaru in a world where you have nothing but to live in a world where all that anxiety is rooted.

Those days are so far out of Subaru's hands that those days are only a week or so away.

Start over, come back, repeat, each time the world strips Subaru of its fangs.

The world that was so gentle changed color, and the bright glow faded and everything seemed dull.

- No more, no more.

To the lid, such a grunt blurred the back of my brain.

- You don't have to work any harder.

To his own voice urging him to give up, to its sweet temptation, Subaru is about to stop thinking.

If you do as those words say, I'm sure it'll make things easier.

Originally, Subaru is an easy-going nature.

Subaru is not the only one. Everyone would be.

Two options are lined up in front of you, and if you can't throw both away, you'll be forced to have bitter hours.

What if a third option were offered to the lid in such pain?

As if that choice were heavenly, as if it were a heavenly grace, blamed on whom it seemed attractive and the urge to reach out.

If you can't choose to fight it or escape, why don't you just throw it out?

"Throw it out..."

Blood rapidly draws away from my head, and I even feel the beating of my heart, which was so loud, somewhere far away.

The hands and feet become heavier and the feet that were moving as they were driven away loosen their footsteps and gradually turned into dragging strides.

Two, until then, the invisible sight widens, and Subaru realizes that his figure is in the woods surrounded by trees.

He was jumping out of the mansion, off the streets, and strayed into the mountain path as he continued to run grumpy.

Surrounded by depression and overgrown greenery, in the dim darkness that blocked even the sky, Subaru thought this place was similar to the last place of death.

The moment I think about it, a clear vision of the third option emerges.

"If you die..."

Will it be saved, out of this situation?

"Oh, you're right. If you die, it will change."

Out with his mouth, the bullshit of weakness seemed too sweet, and a grin touched Subaru's mouth.

Already three times, Subaru has lost his life.

The fourth death is inexperienced for Subaru. Therefore, I have been frustrated by the unfounded anxiety that if I die for the fourth time, everything may end.

But...

"If that's going to end, what's wrong...?

Every time I repeat, the situation where Subaru is placed gets worse.

debilitating death, slaughter after debilitating. He was murdered by someone he was supposed to have believed in, and now he lost that other person's death and all other trust from those involved.

I only picked up my life this time. Only life has been brought on this time.

So we lose everything and continue to scratch under circumstances that are worse than when we were invited to another world. What's the point of that?

No, if it made any sense, why would Subaru have to walk through it?

"If you want to, you can do it on your own. What does it have to do with me?"

Bite your lips and expose your hatred to the existence that has brought you into this situation.

Dark emotions boil down the guts, filling every curse I can think of in my head, and pouring black fuel into Subaru's heart, which had already shriveled off.

- The choice of 'death', that seemed like a name no more in Subaru today.

That's it if you're going to die.

But suppose you die and go back to the Second Day.

"The first... yes. Make friends with Emilia Tan, Pac-Mov, Beatrice tease, lightly slap Roswar, with Rams and Lems..."

Keep it up for the first time, maybe we'll have some fun.

To think of it, it can be said that the first time was an ideal itself for Subaru. On the night of the fourth day, even if the last debilitating future cannot be changed, that death did not entail pain or suffering, and more importantly, peace and tranquillity are promised.

If we can go back to those days again, if we can make contact with their smiles, it's never horrible to die, etc.

Because this untouchable situation today was so much scarier for Subaru, and more importantly, I can't bear the sadness.

Breathtaking, Subaru explores his trouser pockets.

Inside, the thin feel in your hand is a feather pen that you never let go of in the last four days.

The pointy pen tip pierced the back of Subaru's hand many times, and each time it was stained with blood, and now the red and black creeping blood could be wiped off even if it was wiped off.

Grasping the feather pen backwards, Svalbard turns to his throat.

The pointed tip is sharp enough to determine the human body, and that's enough that Subaru himself can already testify to his achievements with his own hands.

Build momentum and wield it thoughtfully, and the purpose will be served.

"Ha... ha... ha..."

My vision blinks slightly and my whole body is hot to boil around the blood too soon.

Yet only the head doesn't have blood on it, and the rotation of the brain freezes so that it doesn't know the limits more and more.

The gaze staring at the tip of the pen is fixed, its tip twitching and approaching.

Rough breaths that exceed even full force disease involve nausea, so much so that the more interrupted you focus on your consciousness, you're likely to punch your stomach fluids instantly.

Your knees shake, your hips crumble, and your arms don't move from your elbows to your nerves not getting through first. Still, only the right hand holding the pen is shivering like a funny joke.

"Damn......"

Tongue and shake your head to mislead the emotions in front of you.

Grab and secure your right wrist trembling with your left hand. But the moment I touch my right hand, my fear contagions my left hand as well. The hands that hold the pen tremble in small pieces and never do their will.

"Stop... stop!

Irritably absurd the voice, but even that voice can't hide the tremor.

Finally, I took off the feather pen I was gripping, and I lay my back to pick it up, and my knee, which I should have been laughing at, collapses to the spot with all my might.

Reaching earth with his hands, he stared stunnedly at the nearby ground, and Subaru spilled out of his eyes the hot things that came up into his sieve, biting off his lips in remorse.

Sharp pain, the iron smell of blood fills my mouth and whimpers as I taste it.

"I'm such a... easy thing to do..."

- Can't you be brave enough?

It will be easier if you roll over there.

Keeping it in mind that way, Subaru can't even decide to be ready to fall off.

I can't lose my impulse and leave it to momentum, nor can I transfer cheap, weak decisions to execution. Determination and readiness are even brittle, squatting and crying are the mountains of Sekiyama.

Where I've exposed myself to such ugliness, how many things don't get better. It doesn't even get worse. No change will happen. It's just that the situation that never changes is faintly telling us that the status quo in which Subaru is located is at the bottom.

The pain, the pain, the sorrow, everything that forces Subaru to make a decision, nothing does him any kindness.

Even that thirsty choice doesn't make me ready to just execute it.

I also thought that if I were to choose the end anyway, maybe I should have been killed by Ram.

Subaru has nothing to do with Lem's cause of death directly. Therefore, even if Ram could kill Subaru, it would only be a completely misguided revenge play.

It's a lamb that cried and cried out so much hatred for the severe pain of getting its half torn apart.

If you can soothe the urge to scorch yourself a little, don't you mind if I give you the life of Subaru, who chose only to decay like this?

It seems to caring for others, the essence of which is a real escape that just wants to distract one's indefinite readiness to go.

Subaru never realizes the thought of even insulting Ram to be made out with, but even shunning to face his own shame.

That selfish sentiment to even let go of the Spirit - or maybe it was the extraction of heaven that sent it there to see such ugliness.

"- Ah?"

Subaru, who was crawling to the feel of the air turning into a fudge, raised his face.

On squatting dirt, there is no change in the vision of a sneeze with tears. But something caught on Subaru's nerves in the darkness of the sun, blocked by leaves and branches.

That was a warning evoked from instinct.

Rising to a ringing alarm, Subaru looks around as he lays on one knee. Rub your eyes, secure your vision, finish your ears and kill your breath.

The sound of stepping on the grass rings, and the dry sound of the branches swinging continuously.

Fast. And sharp. Something is sharp and fleshy quickly.

Unknowingly dampened his dry lips with his tongue, Subaru picked up a feather pen that had fallen under his feet. Stand upside down and front with unexplained anxiety.

- Moment after moment, it revealed itself in front of Subaru by tearing up the grass.

"Oh, before..."

Pursuit from the Mansion - not.

Or if so, the weakness I had hoped for somewhere was betrayed.

I lay my eyes slightly down on unsolicited expectations, but it stands still.

If you say it in Subaru's knowledge, it's probably closest to a wolf.

His whole body is covered in black body hair and his four legs are chewing the soil firmly to keep him low. From a large mouth lined with sharp fangs dripped the saliva, and in the middle of a face covered in pitch black, red eyes shimmering claiming to be just that.

He's about a meter long and weighs probably about three or forty kilos.

It's the size of a large dog class if it's the original world, but I don't feel that mighty from my overall sharp shape.

However,

"Dude..."

Can only a warm dog blended into human society be kept calm before his prey is blinded in front of him and his presence breathes rough?

A cold sweat rapidly wets Subaru's forehead before it rocks his fangs with obvious hostility.

In front of Subaru, who can't move one, it drools its head and squeals its nose.

Probably came this far smelling Subaru. The body of Subaru, which ran unobstructed, had many abrasions scratched by branches, and there were few spots still covered in blood. Besides, he even raised an unusual whimper. It would have been an essential ingredient in locating the place.

A black dog with his head down and intimidating this one.

Two, a yellowish horn was seen growing on the top of the dog's head, proving that the ecology would surely be different from what Subaru knew.

In a hungry, horned fierce fury, Subaru realizes he's even gaining relief from not knowing where he came from, on the other hand.

Or a beast in front of me, he doesn't hesitate to affirm Subaru's decision. Because it seemed like a hunted down Subaru, as it is.

"Let's get Ram to kill you... or this as soon as he thinks it is. I'm too light on the ass."

Keep being flushed into the situation in front of you because you are not firmly prepared.

As has been the case before, I still leave myself to the current cheap situation.

I don't think it's a mistake to make that choice. It's no use thinking about it, and it doesn't change anything from what I thought.

Spread your hands, Subaru declares irresistible to the horned presence.

For a moment, it was just a little funny that you didn't understand the meaning of the prey's behavior, shivering like you were scared of the horned you were lowering yourself.

"What are you freaking out about?"

A laugh that came out with my mouth on.

I can still wonder if I still had the temper to laugh like that.

- I was feeling kind of easier enough to laugh.

The black beast standing in front of me - obviously, this guy who considers Subaru a prey, is the use of heaven to fulfill Subaru's hopes.

It will lead Subaru, who cannot even cut off his own life, with those fingernails with those fangs, to a gentle and sweet impasse.

Dead and done, or back and sink into lazy happiness.

I don't know which one I can poke at, but this way I can get out of the untouched trail that is so desperate for Subaru.

That's fine now. That's all I need. I don't want any more luxury.

So, for one thing...

"Is that...?

I should have thought so in a sunny mood, Subaru was watered by the sound of stiff things ringing right up close.

Perimeter, pay attention to current threats while still exploring the cause of the sound, but that is nowhere to be found in sight.

That's how I immediately realize. I don't see it. Naturally.

The stiff sound that rings small is the trembling sound of the roots of Subaru's teeth that do not engage.

"Huh?"

His squeaky lips trembled, his blood flow concentrated so painfully on his fingers that Subaru's heart was ringing so fast that it could explode.

modulation that happens to my body, I realize it late and Subaru is stunned.

Why is my body so eager to escape this scene?

It's like this...

"This is like..."

- Doesn't it look like you don't want to die?

Even his body betrays his mind, and Subaru is no longer in trouble for a situation where he can't even trust himself. And it doesn't even address the scratchy mood of Subaru like that.

"Ohh...?

The beast disappears from sight on the lid, and a dumb voice falls into the woods.

Follow the dark shadows that have happened before. I can't find it.

Shortly afterwards, he was eating the base of his right leg into a mighty jaw.

"Gi...... eh"

The fangs pierce the flesh, reach the nerves, and the wound spreads to a blade-like sharpness.

Blood erupts, the movement of the world slows, the very roots of the pain that stares down firmly, red eyes that protrude their fangs there, and Subaru's eyes intersect.

- Subaru's screams echoed through the woods, as he vociferously claimed to be alive.