Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

The time we faced each other was only a few seconds, but silent it felt Subaru, as it spanned hours.

Rem's eyes as if he had lost his reason, which regained his emotions after the blink of a sieve,

"- With your sister, Subaru?

Subaru leaked a soothing exhale into his surprised voice, and when the humped ram in his arms opened his eyes properly,

"Oh, Rem, I was worried. Go ahead on your own, you can't."

"I'm sorry, sister. Rem is desperate to do something..."

"Even if Lem didn't have to do so much, I found a way to do something about it. If you crush the balus you're here, you'll be all hail."

"Oh! I see! You had that hand! Rem, it's a tear!

Running over, twins holding hands together. We communicate our intentions at an unprecedented synchronous rate, and Subaru also slaps his chest with a gaze filled with anticipation.

"Well, leave it to me. I'll charm you with the best of the century!

"" Yikes, nice! Master Emilia deserves a man!!

Yaya Yaya and the two of us drink it, and Subaru responds to it with a high nose.

The long loop of misery also ends with this, brilliantly grasping the light seen, and Natsuki Subaru walks out on the path of glory -.

"Well, it was ideal to be"

Spilling so in a pitiful voice, Subaru shrugs off such a delusional development with a twist.

Front, I don't see the color of the emotions like the one that came back in paranoia in Rem's eyes with his gaze on this one, and there's even a pitch-black killing intent. That's all.

Not very much, but it doesn't look like he's in a mental state where the conversation is established.

Heavy as if every grain of sweat had even turned into lead. The weight of sweat on his eyelids nearly blocks his vision, and Subaru manages to indulge in it with one blink at a time.

Blinking both eyes at the same time, creating gaps and seeing painful eyes is a stirrup in a battle with the Warcraft.

- At the point of such an idea, Subaru laughs bitterly when he realizes he's treating the lem in front of him as an enemy. What the hell did I jump in here to do?

"Raimullin. Your friend, Subaru."

Subaru dares to behave cheerfully and speak that way in order to switch himself, who does not know and is becoming more alert, and then to renew the situation of silence.

In response to such Subaru's friendly call, Rem's reaction was:

"Don't turn that heat gaze on me, I'll burn you"

Sharp enough to sound, turn your neck and lock this one on.

Until then, it was found that the object was completely fixed here, turning his gaze around as if it were also stunning around him. I may have failed.

To the point that makes you think so, the temper that releases you from what Rem looks like right now is just awkward.

The blackening red and vibrant red two-tone colors make the misery even more remarkable because of the return of the entire body of the familiar service clothing and the blood, which, once also, has received even less thirsty blood from the top of thirsty blood. Whether there has been a degeneration due to ghosting, the white skin peeking from the torn sleeves has a blue-green blood vessel tucked in, and the nails of both hands are stretched so sharply that there is no warcraft and no faint color.

The 'protective' iron sphere lowered to her right arm was alive and well, and she would have been blessed with the opportunity to be wielded equally with her activity. It was even seemingly incremental in its viciousness with stubborn blood paste and various objects.

I can assure you.

To some extent, I keep things like normal minds because I was prepared for how Rem looked, but if I accidentally encounter Rem now on a night lane or something, I incontinence a hundred percent.

White horns stretching out of her forehead as she exposes herself to all that madness - keeping her pure white beauty, as if that's all she doesn't know about misery.

It is the most iconic part that makes Lem a vicious' ghost ', but only that horn gives Subaru the impression of being somewhere badly chipped.

However, the situation does not take such Subaru's mood into account.

If you look at it, the warcraft that fell to the bottom of the valley and scattered it also keep their distance from behind the rock shade and the trees in the woods.

of the Subaru's, and I'm guessing they're pinpointing Rem's trends. If they judge it easy to give, they can easily imagine joining the battlefield again.

For Subaru, who is also at the bottom of the power balance, those battles are tantamount to literal absolute fatalities. So it's not an exaggeration that Rem's next move is the lifeline.

Breathtaking, meditating only once, staring back at Rem's gaze head-on again.

What emotional swings her eyes get when they stare at this one. Spirit in your gaze so that you don't overlook even a piece of it.

And

"Sister......"

It was a blurred, tired voice.

But it was becoming a definite sound, shaking Subaru's tympanic membrane.

Trembling his lips and bewildered, Rem's eyes stare indifferently at the side of the ram. There are emotions there in the right, positive direction, and Subaru admires that.

Though she was in the midst of losing her sanity enough to entrust herself to her fighting instincts, her consciousness firmly perceived the appearance of her sister, who did not love her.

"Exactly you are Ciscon's appraisal. More than anything else. Coming..."

"Hanasseh."

It was at the same time that the word butt was blocked and the iron ball flew in the auspicious wind.

It is close to a miracle that my body was tilted to the right.

It was fortunate that the laceration of the right calf had slightly disintegrated Subaru's posture as he tried to step out.

A passing iron sphere thorn plunders his left shoulder, and his brain boils over the severe pain of his flesh being shredded.

With my throat trembling in pain, but I don't have time to be aware of it.

step forward diagonally,

"It hurts!!

Turning himself from the side of his shoulder, which is choosen and bleeding, Subaru sidesteps to twist under the chains of an overgone iron sphere. Shortly afterwards, the chains of the strikeouts slap hard at the point where the Subaru was located, carving the pattern of the iron serpent firmly into the earth.

It is not hard to imagine that if dodging had been delayed, the meat on Subaru's back would have exploded into the same shape.

Zogged by the imagination of pain tearing his skin apart, Subaru looks at the lem as if it were a blur.

but there is no change in her posture that points her gaze at this one. Your hostilely wet eyes are still hazy, and you can decide you're losing your sanity as you watch.

"I'm glad it's haunted, but it's an uncontrollable setting..."

Because of her current behavior, Subaru hits it that way.

If so, the problem is the verification of the difference from last night. Rem, who should have done the ghosting as well last night, but at that point it seemed like he was regaining his instant sanity.

Is the problem caused by elapsed time, or a shocking sight to wake up too?

If Subaru sheltered herself and suffered a serious injury in front of her so much affected her heart -

"Want to try one shot, Iron Ball? Immediate mince..."

If you want the same terms as last night, I'm sure you'll give it back to me.

Although Subaru is ground beef instead.

"The next best thing... both dogs can be super gabbed"

If you throw yourself out on the ground, the guys hiding in the rock skin will also say, "What the hell is wild without a meal! 'And you'll be very welcome and greedy. I feel like I should, but with no coverage for Rem to miss the Subaru I threw myself out, it is expected to be a curse override sale and a big fall at the end of the year.

Worst case scenario, Lem abandoned it to the end and preyed on the end - enough to see the two letters' Dog Death '.

When I follow pessimistic thinking, I finally have no hitter.

I'm still far from realizing what's going on, and I'm trying to shake it off earlier and see if you can manage to come back, but it's going to take some time before it works.

And neither the lem in front of me nor the juggernaut around me is going to wait for that.

Subaru licks the sweat coming through his cheeks, dampens his lips and slips his mouth.

If you can't think of a hand that can hit you, try to cover patterns that are common in contact with people who have lost their sanity. In the first place, there's only one way to break through.

Then it's Subaru who does it -.

"Hey, Rem. I don't know who I am, Lisson Me to you so thin. Happy and shy treasure time to see who I am. Yes, that was three days ago if I recall. I came to the laundry with weird tension and I accidentally got expensive in front of the instructed laundry cage...... wow!!

I tried to rewind from a bonding talk that appealed to love and memory, but that was instantly interrupted by the sidelines of a short-minded lem.

Avoid swirling and blowing iron balls snapping through the trees on the way, smashing them, and even teasing them with a flying forward as they slam through pieces of wood. Subsequent chases of chains evade magnificently with hop step jumps, distressed not to drop the ram. Turn around,

"You're not getting a slaughter turn or anything in the middle of people's stories!? I want to see your family's face...... Ah, here it is!

"Sister, go back...!

Rem squeals his body forward into Subaru, looking down at the ram in his arm and screaming. And I thought, she pulled back the iron ball she threw with just an arm swing on her lid, and turned herself sharply with that arm swing recoil.

――

The rear turning kick of the lem hit the torso of the warcraft that was about to fly from behind - the exploding noise burst, and even from a distance I knew very well that the inside of the flying juggernaut was squeaking.

If you try to profit the fisherman, that's it.

The Warcraft, who were about to launch a corrugated attack to match the proximity of the vanguard, unwittingly stop at the sight of its tragic death.

That is, an act of stupidity equal to lying on your back in front of a hunter and exposing your belly.

A blow unleashed on the sidelines smashes the belly and head together in a row. Without even looking at the splashing pieces of meat, Rem takes a step forward with the momentum of that blow. He stomped and crushed the forefoot of the Warcraft, who shrugged himself as he stepped in, and his opposite foot kicked up its nose, which stopped moving - a mild sound rang, and he threaded bent and crushed in a direction where the Warcraft's neck was unlikely.

Rem jumps right in front of the last of the corrugated attacks, grabs the roots of the scared guy, and does nothing, just lets it go up in the air.

Drawing parabola, the fine howl of a warcraft turned into a fast ball echoes with a tail drawn. It was farther and farther, then closer and nearer, and at the end of the day abruptly interrupted the sound of beating even fruit to the hard ground.

Massacre after genocide. A tragic slaughter for a tragic killing. Killing in the slaughter.

I can't think of any other thoughts on the acts carried out in front of me.

Difference in power to the point of being overwhelming, as if it were equal to a child's toy.

They have different degrees as organisms. In "Ghost" and "Warcraft," none of the contenders can ever compete in absolute sexuality because of their disastrousness.

Still, it should be noted that Subaru cannot comprehend the appearance of the Warcraft challenging the unbeatable 'ghosts'. They shake their limbs in fear, raise a sad howl before death, and even make you feel sad about the carcasses of fellow beings to be struck down - you never try to escape the feud.

Or maybe that is the backbone that makes them even called 'Warcraft' - foreign enemies created at the hands of witches and who do harm to humanity.

That reckless shout - in a sense witnessing the sight of aggressive suicide, Subaru frowned on the suspicion that floated.

An outrage until overwhelming, the appearance of a lem crushing a herd of warcraft flat.

It is doubtful that her squeamish fighting power from the side has not been fully exerted in the attacks on this side twice already.

Not proud, Subaru is quite confident in his athletic abilities.

In organic gymnastics and the like, there are few moves that can't be done, such as turning back to Baku, and he is the owner of a record that was well above the national average in terms of agility.

but I don't really think that Subaru's physical abilities are superior to those of the warcraft who live in the wild, winning his agility, instantaneous and physical strength. At best, it's about whether you can beat it by comparison to power, but this can't be snorted at all if you recall the experience of being temporarily pulled down by force.

For Subaru, who in that sense makes a disappointing self-assessment, the ravages of the lem in front of him are not in a very, but avoidable, realm.

The kind of blow that the Warcraft gets ground beef regardless of, Subaru should also eat naturally. Nonetheless, the contradiction that has already succeeded in two survivals - poking around and thinking, Subaru finds a yarn that is too thin to cover even once there.

"Even if you lose your sanity, it means you're aware of Ram's existence."

I look down at the girl who leaks a bitter sleep in both arms and gently fingers the forehead on my forehead.

All of the flying iron balls are a one-shot instant death course aimed upwards from Subaru's neck. but that's a sign of willingness to end anything but Subaru if you change your mind.

With Subaru holding a ram, Rem's blow has his palms added.

Therefore, the lack of mercy towards the Warcraft and the attacks directed against Subaru are not commensurate with their harshness.

With that reasoning in place, Subaru is breathtaking by accident.

If that's the right guess, maybe we can get through it.

- This, seemingly rather desperate situation could be crossed, though in such a dangerous way as to cross a dilapidated bridge on the verge of falling.

"And for that matter..."

Look around.

The current valley bottom position relationship is Subaru in the center. Lem stands on the north side with a cliff on his back, and the Juggernauts make a siege net in the form of large dots to the east and west.

From the Warcraft, both Subaru and Rem should be equally prey, but the status quo appears to give priority to Rem in matters of danger. Although Rem also pays a certain amount of attention to Subaru, he does not appear on offense after being chased to deal with the attacking Warcraft side.

But if the number of warcraft interrupting that action decreases, it's not hard to imagine Lem coming to Subaru for prey to reclaim his sister.

Based on them, there is only one action Subaru will take.

Get ready, spread your legs, and look to Rem as you breathe.

- Step out, me. Men are brave, women are adorable.

"So you don't look scared. So, laugh, Rem. - I said," Die... "

A second halt to the world today, a screaming feast by a black swing that rolls from it.

Even if you are prepared for the severe pain that can happen, it is not intolerable. Not to mention if that involves not just one hand, but the emergence of the left hand.

Did you occupy the taste in the completion of your right arm, or before Subaru opened his immobile eyelid, the feeling of sliding through this sternum and stroking your inner core had degenerated into two parts of your palm.

One gently touches the heart, and the other hand gently touches Subaru's cheek as if it were lovely. - I got scared and immediately afterwards the pain offended my nerves.

Severe pain, intense pain, intense pain -!

Spectacular discomfort with the world turning upside down and at the same time everything in your belly twisting around. I cease to be myself. From head to toe, all parts are uncomfortable like total or something. A consciousness in which the insensitivity of the nerves that do not consider the nerves to be nerves boils the brain and gradually becomes cloudy. Yet only the feeling of soft palms touching the cheeks was warm, and there was a sense of relief around it that seemed to melt the mind and body, but Subaru knew the feeling of going beyond it without having to rely on it -.

"Go back... I'm coming"

Vision flashes. My soul softens. Neither pain nor suffering has brought anything back into reality.

There is no passage of time. In front of us, the Warcraft and Rem remain a training ground that continues to stare at each other one after the other - but as soon as Subaru got back here, there was a huge change in that confrontation.

As if something huge had emerged that could not be overlooked, the attention of a herd of lems and juggernauts turned this way.

It would have been caused by increased signs of witches pushing and wrapping Subaru, as they aimed.

- Rem growls.

Trying to take back my beloved sister from an enemy presence that unleashes the leftover incense of a serene witch.

- Juggernaut starts howling at the same time.

Gather all the flocks in the woods, while your instincts invite you to nostalgic scents.

- Subaru barks again, too.

Avoid the flying claws of the warcraft with a single piece of paper timing of the iron sphere to be punched in, and seek to set your life, your soul on fire.

Brawl begins.

With ghosts and warcraft, with ordinary people, Subaru continues to dance with great care in the middle of a turmoil, taking on an out of place corner without having to calm down and think.

Subaru's behavior is consistently simple.

Maintain a constant distance from the heightened position of the battle and do everything possible to avoid it only with regard to the firepowder that descends on you - more than that.

Also in front of me, one warcraft was beaten with an iron ball and turned quickly into a rock wall stain. but without the death of his compatriots, the Warcraft creates a set of collaborations between the three of them, and they attack Lem without placing a deep burden on him. Its shallow wisdom is also murky, and the leap is intercepted with shaky hand movements, feeding on the murder weapon that is swinging down sequentially from the stopped movement.

With that sidelined, Subaru re-held the ram that seemed to slip off and jumped back. He also escapes teasing from the warcraft that jumps in and leaps himself into Rem's range of attack.

and the interception of Rem, who noticed this approach visibly. Suddenly stopping the iron pattern from sticking out, he crouched in a chain that flew in late, blooming bright red flowers on the head of the warcraft, where an iron ball passing overhead was approaching from behind.

If that's all you're sure of, then throw away the shame and the outside and leave at once in a cockroach style that crawls on the ground. Warcraft holds off Rem trying to chase him, and he succeeds in leaving.

While maintaining a certain distance and praising your judgment for picking up your life with a soothing exhale,

"- Ha! Guidance, isn't it, me?"

He jumped desperately not to be bitten by a dog, pushed the dog he had been chasing against the maid girl, and crawled and ran like a cockroach through the angry girl's eclampsia.

Simply writing makes me want to die lightly because it's all about it, but breaking it off that I'm doing it to not die and ugliness is rather beautifying in my head.

As things stand, Subaru's conceived operation is working. Whether it means buying time or reducing the total number of juggernauts, it's not a bad development.

From multiple directions leading up to the bottom of the valley, I feel signs of a herd of warcraft gathering here.

Subaru's body odor, which has spread over a considerable area of the forest, does not work on the instincts of the Juggernauts. It is a sinful story.

So he said he had eyes to live with.

That's how I got the joy of getting ahead of me, even though the situation hasn't changed.

"- Hmm?"

It came to the lid.

A new bunch of juggernauts enter the valley bottom and throw themselves into a dead fight with Lem. With that sight in sight, the moment I gently waved myself and tried to prepare myself for evasive behavior, a feeling similar to my eyesight greatly disintegrated Subaru's posture.

My knee drops and I'm about to fall on my front. Like, flipping to shelter the ram I was holding, I fell from my scratched left shoulder to the ground. groaning like a throat blocked by severe pain, but more than that dominated Subaru's consciousness by

"This chill..."

I remember, unusual chills that freeze from the core of my body.

This is how you move your body around shielding your life, burning your soul and keeping it challenged by an iron fire, while laying cold water in its passion.

With that in mind, Subaru regrets his loss.

The more numbers we collect in this way, the greater the danger. If the presence in front of you were so powerful that you decided you wanted to gain some power, restarting the curse you had on hold seemed like the best way to come up as a means to take.

Turn your sight.

One of the juggernauts who participated in the event has activated a curse on Subaru to receive Mana. But if you look around, there's no such thing as a warcraft. Before that, I can't even imagine what a curse-activated Warcraft would look like.

And in a body that has already become a hundred million robbers of even moving one finger, where the great yuan of the curse could have been identified, it is unlikely that the curse could be stopped, even if stabbed wrong.

"… do you want to rest?"

Will it come this far and everything disappear on foot?

Subaru's consciousness begins to turn away from the growing cold. Reaching out to connect and stop it somehow, but stretching or stretching, it scratches the universe empty -,

Suddenly, the chill disappeared and blood passed through my palms.

- Boom, the state of Subaru was returning and it was ringing at the same time.

Pushing open his gaze, Subaru wanders his gaze to find out what was causing the sound. And behind the woods, I saw Rem treading heavily on the ground and slamming the iron ball against the rock floor. It is also the underneath of that iron sphere that exposes a single warcraft to a ruptured carcass.

Seeing a significant recovery in physical condition and the causal relationship of the situation, Subaru rises.

The Warcraft that Rem crushed was the one who was running the curse on Subaru. The execution of the curse must have been interrupted because its roots were stopped.

What a terrible coincidence, the thought of falling in love with the height of my bad luck -.

"Hey, you can't be."

From the position where Rem stood until earlier, the current position is greatly distanced.

There's only one reason to ignore the warcraft dotted by the time you get there and shoot only one of them.

While shaking off everything and suffering a tear from his nails as he rushed through, Rem considered it by identifying the one who activated the curse.

I don't know what that means, not Subaru.

Whether you were losing your sanity or in a mental state where you don't know who Subaru is.

Rem can't go wrong with his beloved sister, and he hasn't forgotten what he jumped into the woods for, or what his first purpose was.

Then I guess.

Subaru rubs his lid consciously of what he must do.

Instead of using her in such a deceptive way, I thought we should follow our original purpose. In other words,

"The first ideal image. Lamb and Rem's maid sisters and a thrilling joint curse elimination effort"

It is only by doing so that Subaru treads that he has eyes that can survive this cursed situation.

Therefore, we must restore Rem's sanity. Subaru doesn't need 'ghosts', she's rude, early, annoying with instant tendencies, because it's her.

"- The horn."

To the lid, the voice shook Subaru's tympanic membrane from right beside him.

Looking down, the ram held in his arms but left his thin eyes open, moving his lips while in between its hazy consciousness.

"Did you wake up?"

"I thought this was the best time..."

"Oh, that's a good one, sister. - The corner, did you say?

Subaru also asks back with a half-vain half-opening grin on the ram that makes him laugh small. She pulled her jaw at it like a hundred million bucks,

"If I haunt Rem, it's that horn... if I slap one shot into it, it's intense... so I'll be back..."

"Sure?

"Should. I'm sure. I hope so."

"Are you ambiguous there? But did you believe that?"

Exactly, Subaru sees Rem.

The white horn extending from her forehead is approximately ten centimeters long. If you think the pack is standing on your forehead, it's roughly that size.

- There, one shot.

"Isn't that impossible?

"Shake wisdom and courage and do something about it"

"The way it's going to arrive if you squeeze wisdom and courage, actually, comes to mind."

Ram raises his eyebrows unexpectedly at Subaru's response.

Subaru laughed bitterly at her like that, distorting her lips as hard to say,

But I'm sure you'll be angry.

"So if my sister's going back to sanity, Ram won't get mad."

"Really?"

"Really, really"

"Swear to me, Roz?

"... I didn't expect you to choose there. Yes, I swear to you, Master Roswell."

I think Subaru will respect that opinion, too, because Ram is the one to say it out of heartfelt manhood.

Front, Rem turns back to this one in a relaxed move.

The core of consciousness still faces here, and the widening alert network goes to the surrounding juggernaut.

In response to its omnidirectional alert Rem, Subaru goes into action to strike a corner.

It's

"Ooh, yeah!

"- What?"

He twisted his body, stood on his hips, and waved his arms as he turned his whole body in recoil - throwing the body of the ram he was holding in his arms wide toward Lem.

I guess I didn't think I could throw it.

The distracted face of the ram dancing through the universe is distracted and sucked into the Rem. That ghostly Rem seemed stunned by this too, but realizing it was his defenseless sister flying in. No, he immediately lets go of the iron ball and stretches his arm to secure that body.

Move your nail-stretched fingers cleverly, and Rem hugs his sister in that bloody arm. For a moment, a slightly calmer color floats on the look that was wet just for its killing intentions.

- Subaru's body had been ejected so as not to delay to be present at that moment.

At the same time as throwing Ram's body, Subaru's body advances to the same direction at once. Running through the blind spot and approaching as Rem's gaze looked at the ram going up.

Stepping in, his right hand pulls the sword out of his hips and goes for her overhead horn as it moves. The timing of cutting the wind and poking a complete void.

Neither does the servant Rem even achieve a reaction to this odd measure - but

"- Ahhh."

The tip portion with the shaken blade missing, the powerful step frightened, slightly failed to capture the corner under critical circumstances.

Subaru was stunned by the fact that the chance of a thousand encounters fell out of his hand.

"I freaked out! One more step, you were brave enough!!

Empty and momentum turns around.

On the verge of turning his back, I could see Lem's left hand standing on the edge of his sight piercing his hand. That just sticks straight out, and a beautiful wind hole opens up in Subaru's torso.

With Rem's hand again - I just don't like that, right after I bit my lip off,

The ground beneath his feet exploded, and the soil and sand streams that occurred were blowing Subaru's body wide open.

"Ohhhhh -!?"

Blowing Subaru saw the reason for the current tragedy under his eyes as he was struck by a stone shotgun and fulfilled the pain and bloodshed that ripped his skin.

The ground burst was caused by a puppy warcraft lying down there, south of Subaru's position. The guy I thought I hadn't seen since he fell to the bottom of the valley would have anticipated the moment when Subaru and Rem overlapped on the ray.

The moment I stepped on that I could end both, I developed my magic like an ambush, putting in a doflashy lay by dirt and sand streams.

But the prospect is that

"- Huh!!

Rem growls and takes one step against the exploding ground.

The dirt and sand currents that were about to occur are offset by their power, staying the effect of shaking her blue forehead just a little hard.

Hit violence against magic and offset it - in such an easy situation, but it's a magical crushing method close to it.

Rem seems to take care of his accepted sister and steps sideways to escape the aftermath of magic. - I'm losing sight of Subaru's existence, falling from the top of my head.

Twirling, the vertically spinning world is not very but it is not normally perceived.

But the right hand still holds the single-handed sword firmly, and the drop point is fortunately on the dirt that takes off the rock wall and is just stiff.

And Lem, who didn't notice this one and is exposing his head, is coming directly down.

There's no more, there's no more, I can't want it before this.

Shake it up, set up a one-handed sword with both hands, and prepare a full tame.

Occasional, Occasional, Occasional overlapping and whether that finally arrives.

Long live urbanism. Miracles are great. God's whims, too, do the work once in a while.

- Anyway, if you work for me when I flashed earlier, I'll have something dressed up.

Bitter. We don't have time. There's a world right around the corner, a world that slows down, a lem.

I can see the corners. Return the peak with the sword you have shaken and release the power you have accumulated.

"Laugh, Rem. - I have more ghosts today than ghosts."

Blades released, straight, sword flashes all the time around white horns -.

The sound of hitting the tall steel resonated sharply into the forest of the Warcraft.

Immediately afterwards, due to a landing failure, with the screaming of an unusual Subaru.