Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

"I don't know how anxious I am when I go to a ton of clapping like this."

Scratching his head, Subaru sighs as he looks around.

The stone's robust passage is approximately less than two metres across. It is narrow enough for four adults to get stuck side by side, but it can be considered large enough considering that it is a place where servants can go to and from. Each hallway of the Roswar mansion is unnecessarily big and just hard to clean.

Whatever.

"I was expecting more obstacles - I didn't mean one shot cleared"

An unpopular passageway - hissing into the corner of the underground passageway of "Royal Castle," Subaru was the first of his guards to spill an unknown exhale.

- "Operation Dodgy Sneak Climb by Cadmon Presents" was transferred to execution only an hour or so after the mischief of the three.

"Look, never give me my name. Noble Town...... I can get this up to the upper district, but look for another hand to enter the castle. Ask him if he's in the upper West Side. Put me back downstairs in peace."

Don't forget to bring information on escape routes when you have to, besides pushing yourself not to get tired. He's a strong shopkeeper who can't afford to take care of himself no matter where he goes. I can even say that the person's goodness is so bad that they are attached to each other in such reckless ways.

Subaru's sneaking into the upper floors by Cadmon's suggestion (though he would deny it) was determined to be a smuggling operation distracted by the load of a Lo Long car going from Commercial Street to the upper floors.

Lower level - commercial districts such as commercial streets and civilian neighborhoods where ordinary people live. And they call it that by putting together a series of people from the outer periphery of Wangdu, including the Glades and the like. It seems that there is regular transportation of this kind from that lower area to the upper area, and the management of the stuffing is relatively slow.

"You mean that's all merchants are trusted?

"Instead of the merchants being trusted, they think they're dumb enough to ruin this good deal by damaging the mood above..."

That's what Subaru's question was answered by a muscular giant with arms in his arms. Grandpa Rom's outfit, which strokes his bald head, has changed from an old worn out to a relatively clean one. Grandpa Rom noticed Subaru's gaze asking why,

"Though the more you go in, the less suspicious you are, the better you can still grab it in the eyes if you keep it clean. If you're a kid, you don't have to worry about it."

"Ma, if it's my position, I'm pretty much the youngest in the house right now. My first entry into the King's Capital meant that I was spending a lot of money dressed up."

With his hands up at the gaze he lays down, Subaru looks down and laughs at his current outfit.

It is a courtesy for men that Rem has prepared for me during my servant's life at the Roswar Mansion. Said it could be dirty, but to the luxury of appearance and touch, the Subaru of basic small civic temperament is an almost wholesale dish that has been handled with more care than necessary.

In the lower districts its formality also seemed to be a bad noticeable factor on the contrary, but in the upper districts it was decided that its heterogeneity would feel neutral and mild.

With such convincing satisfaction, Subaru looked up to Grandpa Rom, who had made himself "better than that,"

"Even so, it's you. You're pretty worried about Grandpa Rom following you seriously, too, me."

Touching it, which is now my biggest concern, Subaru spills so terribly.

It was Grandpa Rom himself who offered to accompany Subaru when smuggling people into the upper districts. Honestly, it was a suggestion I wanted to say no to as Subaru who wanted to slightly reduce the likelihood of finding it.

"What, you have to step on a lot of occasions when it comes to getting into the upper echelons. I wonder where he accommodated the goods he gathered in the stolen goods store."

"The way I said it, I used to be bad, too. I'm so embarrassed to talk about my father. You're more dangerous than you can count on, you jizzy bastard."

Seeking consent Subaru sees Cadmon, but the strong side concentrates on discussions with the one who leads the dragon car away from the conversation between the two. Seeing as Grandpa Rom didn't have a single comment about getting on board, it seems he hasn't used this modus operandi once or twice either.

The fact that Cadmon didn't react so much when Cadmon said he was going to smuggle him into the upper echelons also held him back.

"In this case should we mourn the looseness of the guards at the stuffing station, or should we even use that to thumb up the mess of the merchants who use it to make small money..."

"If things go wrong, Cadmon and the others will be tired. I can't be this impotent without that kind of trust. It's not like I can get a kid to ride with me because I'm here. Thanks."

"It's typical of a bad adult to draw a future young man like me into the bad road with great joy. I swear I won't be such a jerk, but I just want to thank the upper side. That's right, Grandpa Rom! Yo, your head's shining today!

"Waha, you mouthless piece of shit. Shall we kick it off the carrier in front of the jar?"

Exchange smiles with each other and exhale simultaneously to its barren nature.

Then Subaru shrugged his shoulders and pulled the topic back to the beginning,

"Hmm, just now. How are you following me? Thanks to Grandpa Rom, a free pass for the Lone Dragon car is good, but there's no real reason for you to cross the dangerous bridge?

Simply because of Cadmon's familiarity with his face, it didn't happen.

I can't make a clear sense of why he affirms Subaru's impotence that way, just because I'm convinced it would have been with Grandpa Rom's cooperation.

To such a Subaru inquiry, Grandpa Rom wrinkled between his brows with a difficult face,

"Talk about the kid. Felt's guy was taken to Kensei. Then I thought it might be better to hear it upstairs."

"Kensei" and Grandpa Rom with a bitter face in his mouth. With that word in his ear, Subaru recalls what a red-haired young man looks like and remembers that his residence is also in the upper echelons.

I'm pretty sure it's quite a family thing, and it's a natural accomplishment as a being even called 'Kensei'. Nevertheless, I find it quite difficult to find his mansion in this world where I don't even think a daunting plaque is placed in front of the gate.

"I don't know which one Reinhardt's house is, but it's not in the flow to ring the bell where I found out, is it? If you're that good-looking guy, you'd be welcome in a no-appointment assault like that, but how about that?"

"Only a kid can imitate such a fool. It's only a matter of looking down and getting ready for later."

"Later, for?

to the neck tilting Subaru, Grandpa Rom pulled his jaw "Oh" or something faintly,

"The fabric stone to bring the felt back, bye. As long as we know where the mansion is, then we can find out more about the mansion with some money and connections."

"Something's about to be done in a different vector from me again, right? Me, too, but Grandpa Rom's kindling a lot of fire lines he shouldn't have stuck to."

Subaru, who speaks of radical opinions, but objectively speaking, there is no great difference between the two for the first time in the purpose of terrorism. We are looking to sneak into one or the royal castle, and we are planning to break into one or the noble mansion - a sin that can be an immediate truncation as well as a current offender.

"Just for the felt, I don't think they need to worry if they're Reinhardt. Blah, blah, blah, blah. You're more likely to live a better life than here, aren't you? That's probably why I'm enjoying my life being picked up like a servant or something."

I couldn't tell by the filthy outfit in the Glades, but I think Felt looked pretty good if he was clean. Could it be that around Reinhardt you noticed the aesthetics around it and took her out of pity for gasping for poverty?

You didn't even look like someone who shook his neck sideways and moved with sympathy from above his gaze, and Subaru denied that opinion himself to match his inner Reinhardt statue.

Either way, it's true that it's hard to believe she's being treated badly. but to Subaru's such ingenious thought, Grandpa Rom elusively drew his lips,

"No, no. It's not a question of who they are. That kid's pattern is in the upper echelons. - Sooner or later, it can't cause a mess."

Subaru feels distrustful about the stubborn, more diligent, attitude of Grandpa Rom.

That also included the part about being guided by her, but because stronger emotions seemed to be conceived as private hearts than that.

But before Subaru opened his mouth to question its sincerity,

"Hey, I'm ready. If you're serious, get in early. Ask the third and second carriers. Your grandfather always has to tell that kid."

Cadmon, who has finished discussing with you, returns and rewards Subaru and his men that they are ready. Grandpa Rom responded with his hands up, looking at the mundane Subaru with his quiet eyes, and then

"Whatever it is, we won't talk about not breaking through the blockage first. I'll pay special attention from you, but don't do anything extra. Even if it's loose, it's not the king's guard. It's gonna hurt my nostrils a lot if they find me."

"I don't feel like getting slaughtered there or anything, but I feel like I'm going to have to pay for it. I feel like a hot spot of corruption around here... but I'll be careful."

Subaru nodded even though he was subtly unconvinced, following Grandpa Rom's back as he walked out.

There are four dragon cars headed for the upper floors, which are quite enormous and occupy nearly half the wide road width of the commercial street. Unlike the grounddragons who pull loads, all of which Subaru has seen so far, and those who have the impression of being skinny and lizard-like, with thick, short feet, it made Subaru think of a dull turtle-like atmosphere.

A total of four ground dragons with four luggage cars. Subaru and Grandpa Rom get in is the third caravan of its kind, and the main commodity on the carrier is -,

"If you think it smells awesome, is this some kind of fish-based load?

"The guard's eyes are also difficult to get into because his nose is about to bend. It's not convenient because the smell of the noodles is also confusing. Look, don't forget the smelly fragrance."

Pass the green sachet Grandpa Rom had in his hand to Subaru, who faces the raw odor that is poured into his nostrils. The bag received is a small size that fits in the palm, smelling its smell from the outside and Subaru is stuffy.

My nose aches over the irritating odor that exceeds the raw odor I can stand in, and the pain hits me in the face so much that my nose is about to bleed. to Subaru, who accidentally removes the bag, the bent grandfather Rom picks up the bag,

"Don't treat them unhindered. Punish them."

"I feel exactly like I borrowed heavenly punishment now, but what is this!? I didn't think my nose would bend or anything, I thought I could get my nose off without metaphorical expression!

"Carnago powder has a strong irritant odor at first, but it also eliminates that intense odor and body odor in minutes if applied to the body. If you walk in the upper layers with the smell of fish, even if you dress beautifully, you will soon become an evil and conspicuous feather. Taste the pain you need."

Grandpa Rom's mean smile pressing the sachet against this chest. Subaru receives it flashly and puts it in the pocket of his trousers trying to get it out of his nose as far as possible.

Cadmon hand waves at the two people who interact like that in a hurry. If you are not allowed to waste any more time, you will never get on the carrier.

As expected - no, the raw odor hits Subaru more than expected, and it's going to break my heart as soon as I get closer to departure.

It seems that some kind of cooling means is working for the purpose of cooling raw fish and the like, and there is more cooling than skin chills in the luggage car. With the whiteness of his exhaling breath in his eyes, Subaru makes his gaze wander looking for a place to put himself.

"Don't be so flippant. The hiding place is a short walk from the entrance… yes, in the shade of the crate there. You can't hide, so keep your body down."

"What's sad and muscular? It's twenty four o'clock... you're not wet with the floor or fish juice, it's brand new, these clothes"

"That's better if you think about the possibility that clothes can be painted on blood because of their poverty. The contents of the crate aren't salted fish, and you still smell better."

Grandpa Rom pushing his back to go away. It was simultaneous with being pushed into its palm and the dragon car moving out to cut off the light shake. Before hiding in the back, Subaru lets only peek into his face from the entrance to the luggage truck and waves to Cadmon to drop this one off.

Responding to that hand gesture with a hand gesture, Cadmon turns his back to indicate that he doesn't want to see this one anymore and walks out to the opposite end of the commercial street.

Look at that. Now it's time Subaru also settled in the back of the carrier - in the corner of the indicated crate - to focus his consciousness on holding down the beat that would speed up his first smuggling.

- Carriage route with a face for heartbeat pain and a mild regret for the recklessness of his own actions. Such subaru worries proved not to be a major problem either, thanks to a man sitting on your podium sneaking in a message that he had safely slipped through the blockage.

It's only about twenty minutes since we left the commercial street.

So much so that the too light flow accidentally clapped out, that the fact Subaru turned to Grandpa Rom with a surprise face like he was even heard joking about.

"Is it this easy to get out of the jar? You didn't even check the contents, did you?

Worst of all, Svalbard was in a mood like he ate a shoulder watermark, as I read in the comics, when spears were stabbed one after the other on the carrier and he was preparing to lay on the floor, just assuming things like violent censorship would happen.

Grandpa Rom laughed with his nose at the concern of Subaru like that,

"Then I told you, it's implicit. Only the first three dragon cars are actually brought from the commercial street to the upper level as a food relationship. The fourth dragon car behind the gang will be loaded with a number of substitutes that the guards of the stuffing station will have to spill."

Grandpa Rom's attitude in telling that with people's bad faces was the answer to the contract that he knew the details of the loose surveillance network in this stuffing from the edge.

hearing it. Subaru pointed his lips, and exposed his dissatisfaction with its sexuality,

"I mean, you can race, I freaked out and lost it. I mean, does that graffiti mean it's a bribe that's loaded behind it?

"That's not what I'm talking about if I don't cover it up. There are a lot of inconvenient things up there when this loaded dragon car can be stopped on the way. I can't stop it with a few things."

arms and groaned so, but then Grandpa Rom turned his serious eyes to Subaru,

"However, it's only fair to break the mood of those people. It's not where they want to be found to the detriment either. Without being given an excuse, the truth is in darkness when it's all over again - poor Buddha, okay?

Uncle Rom can outrage Subaru. The subaru of its heavy atmosphere also does not pinch a light mouth, but snorts harshly and gives its consent.

A swinging dragon truck was on the slope, and the fact that it went through the upper entrance - the aristocratic district - was telling us that the sound of biting the ground of the moving wheel turned into a paved one.

"I get off the dragon car a lot longer. And then we gather information in the aristocratic neighborhood over what's known about Nong.... Kid, you should do the same."

"... that doesn't serve my purpose."

"Not really. You pushed me, so I helped you break into the upper management. but it would be impossible at present to sneak in above it. I'm just throwing my life in the dob. I know things are pressing, but I'm not ready."

Subaru gets slapped on the verdict and pushed to shut up. He brutally stroked Subaru's head like that with his stiff palms, and Grandpa Rom prefaced, "And no,"

"There is also the view that 'preparing for failure' is a challenge to get ready for things. Hurry up and you won't get the results you wanted. Then at least... you know what I mean?

"That's how I can argue that they're going to preach with an adult eye."

Back off with the claps on his head, Subaru turns his back on the old man while sitting in a gym on the carrier. Grandpa Rom grinned bitterly at that obstinate attitude, but wandered outside from the gap in the front of the carrier, deciding it was time for a scheduled descent point.

"Look, we're going down. Pull over on purpose makes it unnatural. I don't think you have to worry about getting hurt because of the slow speed, but get off while running at the speed of the dragon car."

Put your arms in the front gap and create space for Grandpa Rom to send your body outside. Subaru looks out at the pain of sunlight plunging into a carrier that was blocked from light and burning his eyes.

As I imagined from the paved feel of the road surface, the upper aristocratic neighborhood draws a line from the very roots of the creation of the lower towns.

Unlike commercial streets and slums, where simple-made buildings stood narrowly side by side, buildings in aristocratic neighborhoods are much larger in size and lot size. From the Subaru point of view, let us play a large space that only seems to be a waste, with the building sitting in the centre.

The atmosphere of the mansion you see in the story is close. I just don't see a building the size of the Roswar Mansion, but that is one of Roswar's playful dishes that I was able to do because of the senseless use of a large space. One of the amusements that would end without even being able to maintain the mansion if the sisters of Ram and Rem were not outstanding.

Well, with those in mind, Subaru realizes the difference between the upper and lower layers in a genuine sense. That would be the proof left that the narrative inequality between aristocracy and common people is spreading even in this king's capital, Lugnica.

Not a good impression, including about the bribery of the dragon car in the back, but it's also true that you're doing this on that vicious ass horse. Nor is it originally a clean and clean personality. Lightly breaking its grid, Subaru focuses his consciousness on descending from the dragon car.

"What do you say?

"I have a priori when it comes to attempted drops from dragon cars.... I'm a little scared, so if you show me an example or something, I'd like to send you a gold envelope or something."

"That's a nice place to hang out weirdly. All right, look."

Nodding to Subaru, who honestly confesses to himself, Grandpa Rom descends first.

Riding himself out with one hand on the edge of the carrier, the old body sends his whole body out in a familiar movement. Then he grabs onto the carrier with both arms, anticipating the timing and putting his foot on the ground. If it stayed that way, the dragon car dragged me, and I was expected to get more caught up in the wheel and become a ground beef catastrophe - though.

"The pull around the city doesn't materialize... is this a little?

"Coverage will work. As long as you keep your hands off me, they won't throw you like that. And"

Like the dragon cars we rode on the road to Wangdu, they also have wind protection working on this loaded dragon car. Without making you feel the influence you're putting yourself out there, Grandpa Rom runs out in an easygoing motion to match the loaded dragon car.

Will the speed of the Hakuryu car be roughly equivalent to the speed at which you are slowly scrubbing your bike? Faster than a small run, but much slower than a short-term all-powerful walk. Even for Grandpa Rom, where one step is considerably larger than a regular person, it was not a difficult story to match the speed.

Get your hands off me, Grandpa Rom's body completely out of the loaded dragon car protection. As soon as possible, the law of inertia works in the natural stream on the giant, but its power is insignificant for Grandpa Rom, who expected its influence. My posture doesn't shake, and I follow the dragon car on my feet as it is.

Watching its bright hand, Subaru unexpectedly exhales with admiration. That's how he looks up Subaru expressing his admiration for Grandpa Rom, and Grandpa Rom slapping his hand as he walks in parallel to the dragon car,

"Look, come down with an apprenticeship of Non. I'll give you a gentle hug."

Words that even try to stimulate and excite Subaru's defeat. Subaru, who can throw it at him, looks down at Grandpa Rom with a smile from the front gap though.

Apprentice Grandpa Rom running, hands on the edge and body out - that bare gesture doesn't come out.

Are you sincerely afraid that you have to show off your unexpected light work? Such concerns creep between Grandpa Rom's eyebrows, but an old man notices Subaru's thoughts around 300 meters of Grandpa Rom driving after a dragon car on a small run.

He floated blue muscles between his frowns as he wrinkled, blushing and spitting.

"Well, boy! You're going straight down to the royal castle!?

Running Grandpa Rom yells with a face of impatience as he breaks through Subaru's sincerity.

Listening to it, Subaru neither affirms nor denies his words. But that attitude of silent attempts to close the front was a true demonstration of the affirmation of the facts.

- A dragon car carries luggage into the royal castle.

After that, he had repeatedly said whether he understood it as a silence, but Svalbard's ears had not forgotten the fact that Cadmon had first spilled it that way.

The destination of this dragon car is the Royal Castle, and it is roughly certain that the luggage to be carried will be transported to the castle's food depot. If not, that's it - there should be a better chance than a proposal to go down in the aristocratic district with Grandpa Rom and find a way into the royal castle from there.

It was Grandpa Rom who was following Svalbard's thoughts, but we have to desist from pursuing just any further when the place goes further from the aristocratic district to the center.

There is also a reason why Grandpa Rom should be given priority so that Subaru has an inalienable purpose. It is not in the interest of both sides to cause noticeable stuffiness.

Because I understand that, I feel guilty for Subaru for coming off the road with a mouth-watering look and dropping off his back sliding a giant into the corner of the alley.

It's a form that will hinder Cadmon's generosity and Grandpa Rom's compassion.

It was an irresistible attitude to the maximum help of the two, even if it was judged that they had responded with betrayal. but still Subaru used courtesy, and I'm not going to make any more excuses now.

- Going to Emilia's side.

That was just one priority for Subaru right now.

All the problems lying between themselves for that matter are nothing more than a line of clauses to be ignored.

Wang Du is a distorted land where danger spreads. It was not Subaru's emotionally acceptable, such as exposing Emilia to defenselessness in the place.

If Subaru is at least at her side, there may be something she can do.

Or 'Even if it didn't work, there's a chance for me to do something about it,' Subaru thinks unconsciously.

- Without realizing that's too arrogant and inhuman thinking.

Dragon cars slowly continue along the paved smooth path towards the royal castle with the insignificant faces that have arisen on the loads.

Slowly, slowly, with gunpowder loaded enough to be adorable, such as the discovery of bribes.

Subaru, who survived such a sad farewell to his benefactors and had to go to trial alone.

Thousands of crises and miseries that stand before him, the friendships and love that arise in them. And crushing lives, ambitions, dreams - stepping over it, proceeding with blood,

"Targeted expansion was ideal, but this is actually a mess, isn't it?

Lightly out of the castle's food vault, the security situation Subaru can only express his shudderness in exhalation as he walks inside Zal's castle.

The journey by the Hadragon car lasted about thirty minutes after leaving Grandpa Rom, and the dragon car easily entered the royal castle grounds with Subaru's figure on it.

Along the way, only the fourth dragon car went off the road until it reached the castle, but that is the one that has decided that it must have gone another way to deliver the bribe it put on.

Although in that sense the first three destinations were not outside the castle, Subaru himself picked up his life.

"You said it was worth living with salted fish. It was a miscalculation that I noticed salt on my body, but I did something to eliminate the smell."

I feel like I still have white powder all over my body, and Subaru admires my driving as I snap them off my nerves.

You can't just go inside the royal castle and not open the carrier when unloading. Subaru escaped this difficulty by entering a wooden box of salted fish for possible use on the spot.

In fact, even the crate next to Subaru had been checked for contents, and it was a divine coincidence that even the crate with Subaru could not be checked.

Later, the movement of the load itself seemed to be an application of the magic of the wind, carried into the food vault by means of hauling such that no man's hand was directly involved. The unnaturally heavy crate discomfort was also unnoticed, and the hybrid barbarism that forced them together in an unscrupulous and reckless way had just achieved success.

It was a fortunate thing for Subaru, but the insecurity of this royal castle would be inside. It would lead instantly to Emilia's personal safety concerns, and it would not be pleasing to let go.

Subaru picked a less popular area to go underground, adding that information and exiting the food depot.

"Okay, but I wish I had dived in... that's totally no-plan"

Blah, although it's good to be here, it's completely blank on what to do.

If it's possible to keep an eye on Emilia from the shadows, it's best, but I don't think I can get to the center of the Imperial Castle without finding her.

At worst, even if Subaru's appearance was revealed along the way, if he could rendezvous with Emilia on the collapse, he would not be handled unhindered, and there was such a deliberate intention in Subaru.

If you dive into this place, your servant Emilia will be furious, but you won't want to push Subaru back. All you have to do is apologize sincerely and admire her warmth.

Subaru runs to optimistic thinking here. There is no glimpse of the colour of reflection, and no one knows how happy or unhappy other humans would be to see him now.

And

"Yabe, people are coming... eh"

Feeling people's signs from the front, Subaru panics and turns his gaze around.

The place is an underground passage, perhaps as simple as the servants use it. Subaru slipped himself into a nearby room as a crude building door lined up.

Fortunately, there are no shadows in one of the rooms you entered.

Is a small room like a dressing room used by a servant? A number of closets line up, and a sense of disloyalty comes to mind that it is a room for women because of its sweet aroma.

but now I can't even afford to taste that sweet feeling. Subaru hastily opens the back closet and gently hides himself there when he confirms that there is nothing inside.

All you have to do is whisk your breath and wait for the signs that show up in the aisle to go too far.

I'll figure it out if they find me, and I'll be optimistic, and I'll put myself in a situation where I won't be free if I find you. There is no solid situation available, but the rash of the late core has appeared, but it was the end of the story for him now.

In the meantime, if you get through this situation and come up with a name, you can take a lot of action from it.

But the only way to think about Subaru like that is to

- This room stinks.

I am lightly frustrated by the ramblingly open door and the woman's voice.

Tension makes your heart feel like it's about to pop out of your mouth. Subaru bites his teeth off as he feels the blood make a noise and pull away.

Unlike lockers in dressing rooms, closets don't have convenient holes to peek inside and out. In other words, Subaru doesn't have the means to imagine what's going on outside besides his opponent's actions in the dark.

Subaru once again regrets what he did, as his throat is about to get stuck in tension.

I was licking, I was fooling around, I was on track. I was on the diagram.

If I try to get stuck in a predicament like this, I will be able to add and subtract the stupidity of my misdemeanor behavior. I don't know how I could have done such a bland thing, but I don't know what all my judgments mean until the last minute.

But while confused by reason and judging it that way, Subaru can't choose the option of naming himself against someone outside.

I can't let go of my desire to hope even thinner than the spider's yarn that it may not exist yet.

Against Subaru, who was frustrated by the unstoppable nature of his body, and whispered his breath,

"- I'll only wait five seconds. My princess is more impatient than I am."

Over the doorboard of a closed closet, I can hear a creaking voice proclaiming so.

It sounds somewhere out of your mind, but the absence of lies in the will put in there proves the sound of a sheath run that echoes in silence.

This is how I reopen the proclamation as haphazard, waiting for things to settle in my absence for a glimmer of hope - I don't have the guts to choose such a choice.

"Five, four, fly it all..."

"Tamma, stop, talk and you'll see! - I'll be out in a minute. It's weights."

In a hurry for his voice to run the blade behind him, Subaru pushes the door open with fear. Slowly the closet made a squeaky noise, letting a cool breeze pour into the smelly place where it rested, gently stroking its desperate feelings only during the moment.

Most importantly, what follows is excuseless ballistic time. Considering Subaru's predicament, it's not a very, but it's not a misdemeanor situation.

It's not that I didn't assume it, but it's also true that I was optimistic that something might be done about it to some extent. Before you can get slapped down without question, you should cut the cards you can hang up - in front of Subaru leading up to that idea.

"Look, Al. Was that what the concubine said?

There was a majestic voice that sounded familiar, and the front of Subaru, the orange-haired girl, who accidentally raised her face, laughed grossly, poking her fan-like props in her hand at this one,

"I'll see you soon enough with this cloud. Though I was surprised to think so quickly."

"Uh, well, yeah. That's right, princess, your eyes are high. And you're not following me."

Middle-aged to refrain beside her - unlike the light outfit on her pitch-black helmet today, Al agrees with the girl in the first half and spills like that in the second half at a tone of voice sympathetic to Subaru.

Weren't things avoided just like getting slapped off without question?

Such relief struck Subaru's entire body, and when he realized it, Subaru had to go into the spot and exhale for a long time, leaking a thirsty laugh.