Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- Disgusting.

"Oh, Ram Chi! Did you see that? My knife judgment has become quite sophisticated in just one day!? Talent blossomed!?

- Disgusting, disgusting.

"Remrin, look, look! The skill that makes this delicate craftsmanship possible - right now I have a miracle at my fingertips! Applique!"

- Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.

"Emilia, if you once did, don't scratch my heart every time I see you! Seriously, I'm being too sinful and gilty!

- Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.

I smiled, stood back on my hiccups, full speed through my tongue turning lightly as if oiled. Commit yourself to the task entrusted to you, don't be afraid of failures and be resolute, walk quietly in search of an event immediately if your hands are free.

I will summon my memories and dig them back to burning the four days that have been repeated four times so far to engrave myself into whatever trivial things can happen.

It has to be. You have to.

Even a second can't be wasted. Indulge in all the possibilities that can happen and simulate every success or failure of the required event.

You can think of it as a game. Thorough flag management. You should have been good at it. The more we meet, the more likely it is.

Should be better laughed at. It should make you laugh better.

Act like you've emptied your head, and never stop thinking.

Meaningless, futile and exaggerated action. Make him think he's a fool who doesn't deserve vigilance. Avoid being judged so stupid that you can't use it.

Conflicting thoughts and conclusions. If you have time to worry about contradictions, act before you think. But ask yourself the significance of your actions before you move.

Always be careful if it becomes unnatural. Instead of a second, you shouldn't even be alarmed for a moment. You can't fail, because you can't.

- I can't fail. I can't fail. I can't fail.

I repeat, the alarm keeps ringing in my head.

It's an alert that rewards danger. I am proud to have come to the other world and have not progressed in shards, but only this feeling has become sharper.

There is imminent danger. The error is about to be corrected. I don't know where it comes from. Be vigilant and step around.

"Whoa, Ram-chi, I didn't skip anything, did I? I thought I'd do my job right and well. Seniors can have a siesta while they hang out in their room, right?

Avoid the situation with a frivolous, light-hearted smile.

Did you do well? Is Natsuki Subaru properly made? Didn't I make you distrustful? Even if it was made in front of the ram, everything would be grandpa if the gold were exposed in front of the key lem.

Naturally and naturally dress up as Natsuki Subaru.

It's easy, it's my story. You just have to go back to when you were just a lazy pig who didn't even notice the fine dust inside the minds of the people living in the mansion, just innocently and carelessly, enjoying what you were given.

What you don't know, what you don't know, what you don't realize, what you don't do. You should have been good at it. That's all I should have been able to do. It's supposed to be easy. I should have laughed and done that.

Whispering, he walks with his smile mask strapped.

Inside the mansion. I don't know where or who I'll run into. Know that there is no freedom in your free time. Spend all your blank time remembering the past and making plans for future action.

"Oh, uh..."

The vomiting sensation that I've been putting up in my pretense. Only the groan leaks from the edge of his mouth, Subaru never breaks the smile though.

Keep your feet engraved and sneak into the nearby rooms as you slip dancing. Then head to the washroom equipped with the room,

"... Ohhhhh. Whoa, whoa..."

Sprinkle the contents of an already empty stomach into a flush.

I spit everything out from the edge I put in my body, such as food and drink. The only thing that comes out is yellowish gastric juice, squeezing it up to even hurt your gut, plus even running out of gastric juice.

Still to satisfy the vomiting that doesn't fit, I drink the flushing water to fill my stomach and punch it right after. Repeat, it was done to wash away the contents of the stomach.

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

Brutally wiping his mouth with his sleeves, Subaru breathes roughly with a blue-white face.

That's about to kill me under pressure. If I don't have time to rest like this, I feel like I could just die of debilitation.

I mock myself for my state of being down to earth, but I don't get one thirsty grin.

The only thing that floats is even the anxiety and despair that comes up from the chest.

- Is it done properly?

Looking back, I think it was around the first time I was ignorant that I had the best relationship with the people in the mansion.

Then how about trampling the first time and looking at the same situation?

No, it's nothing more than a second trace to do that. The second case looks at the contents of the first time, on which the hammer of the lem is added to the magic of debilitation. It's nothing more than going the wrong way already.

If the third or fourth time is out of the question, it will still be the first time Subaru should apprentice. I changed the way I did it from the second time, in the direction of doing it better than the first time instead of looking at the first time.

For the first time I was less capable of every job, but I think I was going head-on with the job I was given instead. The second time it was found to have tried to be close to the first achievement and was judged to be clueless.

Then do your best this time, just like the first time, and try to achieve a better result than the first time on top of that.

Lamb and lem, that way we can't see Subaru. As long as the route to be solemnly cleared by them is off, Subaru's concerns are addressed one thing.

But the thing is,

"Still, I don't know where the magician is."

It is believed that the poorer person is an external person than Rem is being killed.

If you're a king's contender for the mansion, you're stuck in Subaru that's not bright enough for those relationships.

The cooperation of the officials of the Mansion is absolutely essential in uncovering the identity of the Spellman.

At least, it won't be in vain to call for vigilance. or how much the current Subaru has a say in this mansion.

"Without even gaining credibility, who hears the prophecy and all that...?

Besides, Subaru is constrained in not being able to reveal its sources.

Therefore, he spends his time tolerating distractions and even hollow cramps in his stomach.

We don't have enough time. I don't have much time. I'm not sure I can stand this painful time any more. I want it to be over soon. It can't end. I can't get the word. I have time to get it to you. I don't have that time. We have to do something about it. It's disgusting and painful.

I get lost in the trail where my thoughts have reached me many times.

Last night, too, I couldn't sleep swallowed up by this unanswered spiral. The powerlessness to shake off the unequivocal anxiety of the reason by hand without finding a solution.

First of all, I just wish I had the option to just scream 'dangerous'. Even if they think Subaru is crazy, it's not a bad bet if that saves everyone's life in the mansion.

Measures will be taken in advance and everyone in the mansion will be safely on the fifth day. A spellman chooses to retreat to make the situation worse, and then it's a big circle.

- But I can't stand the fact that I can't be in that place.

As long as they help us safely, and so much so that Subaru is not objectified, he is not even a saint.

Subaru's hope lies in the survival of all of the mansion and in overcoming the fifth day in a full circle on it.

There is no companionship in the first place, such as the spirit of self-sacrifice.

It's greedy, luxurious, ruthless, and wild.

So,

"Oh, shit...... cool evil no"

Oh, and I can't stop myself from butting in with all the opportunities in front of me while I'm ready and choosing to self-determination.

Once you pick it up, your life is wasted. If I had what I thought I'd thrown away back on hand, it wouldn't seem easy to let go of that again, etc.

So is Subaru again.

Life I was supposed to throw away, life I was supposed to end up with.

It was the horror of losing it again that struck Subaru, who noticed it was in his hands again, while winning the bet and staying back.

I can't fail, I don't have much more.

This is the fifth time. And I haven't subaru a personality that seems optimistic that I can 'go back to death' afterwards, etc.

They came back this time. Maybe not next time. Always this time when I may be the last, the wear and tear of the spirit that makes me aware that I'm on a cliff - the more decent it is, the more it hunts down humans.

If you're not insane enough to run away from yourself, you're not even brave enough to make a decision to wager and resist all of you.

Everywhere mediocre, everywhere.

The more I dislike myself, the more I am reminded that I am a dwarf.

"What's with the weak noise, you have time to throw up, you idiot..."

If you have time to spill even one of the weak sounds, it's more important to tap even one of the light mouths to make an impression.

When he realizes it, he only shakes off his faded vomiting, and Subaru scolds himself by tapping his tense cheeks. Then we head outside the guest room.

As it stands, the assigned work is free time done, but even such time is a waste now. Anyway, look for Ram or Rem -,

"I finally found it"

I just rode myself out the door, and that's how I was called out.

Turning around, there's Emilia looking like a bouncing breath.

The moment I put her silver hair in the wind's sight, Subaru's consciousness makes a sound and switches.

Deal with the situation, forget all the stomach aches, chest pussy and obstruction. Now look back at Emilia and lift your cheeks to a favorable color.

"Oh, hey, Emilia, happy and shy about nominating me from Tan. It's rare! Say anything, order anything! If it's for you, even in the fire, in the water, in the darkness of the collection of stolen goods!

Wave your fingers toward heaven, posing in rhythm.

I feel like turning my tongue around the speed of my body. but Emilia's reaction opposite it is not what she expected.

Exactly, a frightened face. Or I thought there was a sigh reaction, so I set myself up.

"Subaru......"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, Emilia Tan. I can't believe I'm through all the crap I've been thinking about not sleeping overnight. The stories I used once will never be used again due to freshness. Emilia, do you know what it's like to be killed by twisting your head and having a baby!?

Action to bite your sleeves and cry and regret. but Emilia's reaction to this was also scarce.

Emilia betrayed Subaru's predicted reaction all the time, only to see Subaru with her eyes that made her feel pitiful and sore.

- Bad, and the instinctive part calls for vigilance.

"Emilia, if you'd just shut up, you'd have gone away. If you're so pretty and shut up, I'll mistake you for a piece of art, take it home, decorate it in a corner of the room, and kiss you good morning and night every morning, okay?

Funny, my own voice was screaming in my brain over and over again.

A different reaction from any of the expectations. Reactions that are neither frightening nor angry are unexpected. I could still consider the response for being angry. But this is how you're going to turn your painful eyes...

Doesn't that mean the awkward mask of the dogma she's wearing is off to her?

The moment such anxiety plugged in, Subaru constantly remembers the presence of a grey cat present beside her.

If you look back at the properties of that cat that names the Spirit, you can see how pointless Subaru has been.

The foolishness of dealing with mind-readable beings, only at the top.

The moment you become aware of it, Subaru's vanity disintegrates.

The stuck smile disappears without form, instead floating is a weak look like a toddler waiting to be scolded.

One evil thing about continuing to dance in front of someone who's been spotted on everything and still hasn't been noticed. And more importantly, it scratched my tiny self-esteem that only she didn't want me to know about it.

Silent time falls between each other.

Subaru no longer has room for light mouths and other openings, and Emilia is shaking her eyes to look for words on such Subaru's expression in Emilia.

- Disillusioned by Emilia. That's all I didn't like.

But I don't even know what to say to make excuses. It is the same here that there is no way to open the situation.

Subaru can't step out without finding the key words, although he tries many times to open his mouth. Seeing Subaru embracing such nonsense, Emilia groaned a little "OK" to her pretend,

Subaru, come on.

"... to?

"Fine."

I grabbed Subaru's arm and she was headed out in the guest room where Subaru had just come out.

Pulled back into the room where half her body was just out, Subaru puts a question mark in her head without knowing her intentions.

but Emilia didn't address such a Subaru question and looked around the room with her hands on her hips.

"Well, sit down, Subaru"

I've pointed to the floor and said that with the same silver bell voice.

Follow your fingers to see the ground. The floor is carpeted and well cleaned, albeit in a room where no one uses it. Of course, the ground seems to have fallen asleep.

"If you want to sit down, you can have a bed or a chair, okay? On the floor on purpose......"

"Just sit down."

"Yes, just say it!

They say it in a strong tone sometime, and accidentally follow it in the front seat on the spot. Seeing Subaru sit down, Emilia nodded satisfactorily and went right to the side.

Naturally, I would look up to her from a low position, but I can't even float with such evil feelings right now.

I'm just desperate to read Emilia's sincerity.

"... yeah"

Small, it was Emilia who squealed like that.

Breathtaking to be sure, or to tell yourself, Emilia is equally seated next to Subaru.

Subaru glimpses emotions from their white sides as he dodges even though there is beauty in the distance that seems to touch him right away. Huh, that white side of her was red tide, and her ears were seen slightly red.

"Special, so"

"Huh?"

A question mark comes to mind on words like saying, but the back of Subaru's head is pushed to something before he speaks of it.

Naturally, the body that was sitting in the front did not resist the force, but remained front-loaded as it was flowing into momentum - welcomed into the soft feeling.

"It's a little out of position. And it stings."

Something moved under his thighs and head, and Emilia's lit, stinking voice was heard right beside him.

I raise my gaze to surprise, and my eyes open with even more surprises overlapping the sight in front of me.

Immediately above, that's Emilia's face near where her face and face are likely to touch each other. That looks the other way up and down, and some blurry, distant emotion comes to mind: "Oh, am I upside down?"

At this distance, upside down, a soft feeling under your head.

- Those keywords came together and took one form in Subaru to make sense. I mean, this is...

"Knee, curly?

"I'm not sure because I'm embarrassed. Also, it's forbidden to look at this one. Eyes, follow me."

He is gently slapped on the forehead, his eyelids are covered with palms and his vision is blocked. but Subaru excepted her resistance like that by hand,

"Shame on you Emilia. It's great too... but in the first place, what's the situation with this? When did I get a reward?

"That kind of weird strengths, it's not good."

I get slapped in the forehead again. But now with her hands on her forehead as it were, Emilia fingers the forehead of the upside down Subaru,

"You said it, Subaru. If you get tired, give me a knee pillow. So I'll do it for you. It can't always be, but it's special today"

"Nothing special, it's only the second day, right? If this makes you look exhausted and glocky, then I have a weak body like no other in ancient times..."

"I'm being beaten, something I can tell by looking at. I'm sure you won't tell me the details, will you? This is gonna make things easier. I don't think so... because this is the only thing I can do."

Blocking Subaru's words, Emilia speaks that way with a merciful eye. The fingers combing her forehead had at some point sprinkled her hair and she had begun to stroke her head loosely to soften her toddler.

Laugh small and try to jump that Emilia's behavior.

That's a misunderstanding, and if I didn't do such an ill-dressed imitation, I was going to keep up the void I decided to keep tensioning in front of her.

"Ha... Emilia, if you don't... me..."

Yet my voice rubs up, my throat clogs, and the next word doesn't come out.

I can't somehow detach my consciousness from the feel of a soft finger that can stroke my head.

"Tired?

"Not yet, I can do it. I'm fine at all..."

"Are you in trouble?

"When you're gentle, you see, you fall in love, right? That way, again... no... ha"

In response to a short inquiry, Subaru's words only echo in vain.

Such emotions that I can see for myself when it's a nasty word.

And Emilia looked softly at Subaru like that,

- Oh, my God.

――――

I was told to be merciful. I was told to be touched. I was told to love you.

That's all, just that one word decimates the worn embankment that was inside Subaru.

What was broken, torn, and accumulated erupts into the outside at once.

It was meant to be containment, but also with a bubble of passion that could not erase the shards.

"Oh dear... it was. Wow, that was hard. That was awesome. It was so sad. As much as I thought I was going to die, it hurt...!

"Yeah."

"I did my best. I've been trying. I was desperate. I tried desperately to make it all better...! Really. Really, I've never worked this hard before!

"Yeah, I know"

"I liked it. Come on, this place is... important, because I thought it was. Come on, this place is...! So I was desperate to get it back. I was scared. That was awesome. Also, with those eyes, if they saw me... I couldn't help but think that I didn't want to..."

I can't control my emotions.

It exploded once. It overflows like a weir cut, and majestically defiles the face of a coward in a smile mask with tears.

I can't stop crying. My nostrils are dripping. There is an influx of unknown liquid in your mouth, turning Subaru's cries around the whimpering into something even harder to hear.

Pity. Pity. A big man is on the girl's lap, crying hard as she is stroked in the head. So pitiful that I want to die. My heart is filled with warm things as much as I think I'm going to die.

Emilia's gavel is gentle to hear Subaru cry. I don't care what you say "I know," but that's the only story I've figured out that one shard of Subaru's experience hasn't reached her either.

Yet Emilia's voice bore a weight that she could not laugh off with her nose.

I don't know why. Maybe that's just what I want to think.

But it was true that Subaru felt like he had now been saved by an unknown warmth.

With tears and tears, Subaru continues to cry on Emilia's lap.

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry.

- Rem visited the guest room when Emilia was gently stroking Subaru's sleeping brunette.

Lem, who opened the door of the room without sound, opened its mouth when he found Emilia in the room,

"Shih."

and closed its mouth to Emilia's trick of putting a finger on her lips.

Shaking his shortcut blue hair, Rem loosely looks around the room. Then I sat right on the floor of the guest room and walked over to Emilia, where I put Subaru's head on its lap,

"Subaru, are you just asleep?

"Yes. Hehe, look, you're like a child. My head, when I stroke it, I look like I'm horny."

stroking Subaru as funny, Emilia asks Rem to agree. Rem responded to her request like that with a quiet head shake,

"Today, Subaru is unlikely to be able to do any more work."

"Right, rest of the day. How awfully bad of a kid to start working and rest in two days. When you feel better, you can punish him."

Laughing small, Emilia goes straight back to the task of scolding Subaru's face.

Get rid of the sleeping Subaru, he's not going to let go of his leg. Rem interprets Emilia's attitude that way and quietly looks down at Subaru.

Innocent, tension and lightness have disappeared from the sleeping expression.

For some reason, when he deals with his sister and Rem, he makes the slightest tension appear first before he smiles.

I felt something shallow about that attitude, and Lem and others wanted to strengthen their surveillance posture.

"If you look at me sleeping like this, you can lose that, too"

Lem shrugs as Emilia gently fingers her forehead.

Looks defenseless like a baby. That figure, as if ignorant of the world, was pathetic, and Rem slightly loosened his lips.

"I will tell my sister that Subaru is useless today. 'Cause we have to redo our division of work."

Bowing down, Rem politely leaves that behind and turns his back.

Heading there is my sister's place. If you close your eyes, the place will tell you quickly. I'm going to head straight and interact as I say right now.

From behind,

"Rem."

Stopping at the call, Rem slowly looks back all over his body.

Emilia sitting on the ground and her gaze is very different. but nevertheless it should be noted that Rem gained an incredible sense of oppression as if he were being overlooked by Emilia.

I didn't realize the whispering surprise of such a lem, Emilia was small,

- Subaru's a good boy, isn't he?

Rem responds to the words spoken with deep gratitude.

Then we headed to the door without a glance, leaving the two of us out of the guest room.

Walk down the hallway and bite into what Emilia says now.

I don't even realize in person that a slight tremor ran on the side of a faceless lem.

- Only the faintly scented stench of evil left a slight lump in Rem's heart.