Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- The awakening began with the pain of darkness being mutilated and eyelids burned by sunlight.

"- Yi?

The feeling of the body that should have disappeared, the feeling of warm blood passing through the fingertips of the hands and feet, and the lower body that should have been smashed and scattered firmly stepping on the ground.

The phenomenon of all the lost features returning shortly after blinking was enough to relentlessly tap every piece of information into the freshly activated brain to literally turn a blind eye.

If you notice, there is a disturbance in the murmur emitted by people in a world where only tinnitus reigned.

It echoed strangely to my standing heart that people went to and from the dusty traffic and turned an annoying gaze at me, trying to rub this body on the bar.

"Hey, come on! Are you listening to me?

And I heard a rough voice around my tongue up close, and I loosened my eyes to you. There is a strong face facing the front and vertically with a scratched face.

for one head. Taller than this one, he gently slipped that white scar with his fingers,

"Give me a break, brother. Don't be ridiculous."

"Huh?

"What's that missing reply? Well, I don't care. What are you gonna do about it?

The man exhales at the fact that there was only a plundered reply and presses for a conclusion on it.

What he had at his disposal was a red fruit that was put a little on his big palm - a combination that didn't suit the man's appearance badly, something that undermined his sense of reality.

Blurry and looking at it, he stays silent. There are serious deficiencies in the perception of the situation. but there are no cuts that would take that into account for a strong person,

"Don't be ridiculous, okay? I'm asking you, Ringa, whether you want to buy it or not, that's all. Answer me with your heart."

He rides himself out, and the man's extended arm, which was relative over the counter, grabs the chest barn. He was drawn to the rampage as it was, and his frowning body crashed onto the shelf. The man panicked at the way the shelves, which were lining the goods with power, were shaken and the items were about to fall,

"Hey, what are you doing! Stand up properly. I can't feel my legs..."

"Me... feet?

"It's about two fine bottles from the waist down. Did you even see that hallucination with your missing leg?

He turns as he puts his finger on his head, and the man then points that finger at this lower abdomen. If you follow your fingers and lower your gaze, what's there is your own feet trembling in small pieces. It rocks badly and unreliably. It couldn't support my body, and now it was the beginning and end of something I managed to stand by keeping my upper body at the counter.

"Please, leave the joke alone by then. Even this one's crazy because it's an impossible story."

The man with the shaky face shakes his head as he leans against the counter without a trace of force. Even with these interactions on a regular basis, it also has a negative impact on the people watching it far-flung. He cares about the area and responds to his remarks, but his body doesn't even react to fine dust.

I haven't been able to recognize reality as reality. Some blurry sensation has an incredible alienation like a thin membrane strained, and all the information is spilling barely through the brain.

I wonder what you're doing.

I wonder what happened.

I feel like something happened, but what was it?

What, what, what...

Extraordinary thought loses its exit, and stretches through a narrow labyrinth called the skull in grandeur, which strengthens even the wear on the spirit. Maybe it would have been easier if it had been cut as-is or worn as-is and disappeared.

But such a sense of loneliness vanishes,

"- Subaru?

She was pushed away in an instant by the voice of the girl who shook her tympanic membrane at the fence.

――――

There was no voice, loose as it was bounced, but I looked up at him with a gaze. Beyond the counter, behind the giant of a man standing, stands a person rearranging items that have slipped off in a collision on a shelf.

Black based apron dress with white apron and white prime. Busy moving his small, luxurious body, he notices his gaze and looks back without putting an expression on his adorable face. The blue hair to her shoulder swayed with the motion, making a cool impression of her.

I wept.

"- Hey?"

"Subaru?

Whimpering leaks, blurring vision.

I fear that the girl who should have certainly been reflected there will be obscured, and I rub both of those eyes hard and abusively. Yet the girl stays away, and the blurring grows.

If I noticed, my body had lost support for the counter and had fallen into the street. No power and will is transmitted to the toe, tears as it is overthrown to and from the past, repeated tight breaths.

No, that's not breathing.

"Hehe... hihi, ha. Hehi, Hihaha..."

Laughing, was.

I can see the stirring expanding and the number of consciousnesses directed is accelerating.

Someone is looking at themselves. I recognize it. I'm not lonely. I'm not isolated. I just see that, and this is how I am affirmed to roll like a borough.

"What's wrong, Subaru? Are you all right, sir? Hold on..."

It's as bad as going around, and the girl over the counter goes down beside her. That's how you fall. I see you're going to hold this body,

"Huh?"

That body, approaching defenseless, was on the contrary thoughtfully embraced back.

Flashly, the girl who takes that hug. Her instant breath takes her close and with heat it feels terribly comfortable and scratches it even harder to bury her nose on her shoulder.

"Duh... eh, Subaru? Um..."

Saying something. I can see that every word of it, every word, every letter, the fact that it is indeed spinning from its lips, brings the gospel every second.

Hold on tight, don't let go of your hugging arms. Neither did the faintly-distorted girl take that embrace quietly and shake it nowhere.

its warm body, the heartbeat of life, feeling so familiar with the presence of others no more,

"Hi-ha... u-ha, hi-ha"

Natsuki Subaru said - The madman just kept laughing quietly.

"I'll be honest with you already, I just have to say good luck..."

That's what Ferris affirmed as he lowered his back to the leather chair and put his finger on his cheek.

Shivering the cat tingly, the chestnut hair shaking bearer looked at Subaru lying on the sleeping table and then turned her pathetic gaze towards the girl standing beside that bed,

"Ferri can do something for you, because it's just a body wound, sir. I don't know if my body is outside or inside... but my mind can't help it."

"... No, thank you for your efforts"

Ferris, who apologizes for his weakness, is thanked by Lem, who folds his hips. but my emotions are disappearing in that voice that lacked some discouragement. Unlike what I've been doing consciously from time to time, it was something that was happening because her inner agitation was too great.

Ferris looks away from Rem like he sees something painful. Rem, with his head down, did not notice his attitude like that and turned his consciousness to the person who would put him to sleep in bed when he tilted his neck gently.

It's the brunette boy - Subaru - lying on the bunk and being cared for by the two of them.

While in gaze, that body does not respond to the person who turns his consciousness to him.

I'm not asleep. His eyes are firmly opened and he stares seriously at the ceiling directly above him. Occasionally, I have a grin as tight as I recall, and when it's done, I suddenly cry out. Unstable conditions persisted.

Lem doesn't know what caused it.

Until this morning, no, it was him who remained the same after noon while he was strolling through the lower districts of Wangdu. Though there was some imposition on that attitude, the daily routine should have been built by treating Lem as usual again, as he tried to behave as usual.

Yet it was all too sudden that his heart was shattered.

Something, it didn't seem like there was a hang-up.

The moment Subaru's condition changed, unfortunately Rem wasn't right next to him. Still helping the store, the conversation between him and the store owner should have been in my ear.

He brought the shopkeeper a consultation to buy Ringa back to the Krusch mansion, and the shopkeeper was about to easily respond to the business talks, even though he didn't think it would be brought into the grand aristocratic mansion. Subaru's heart was suddenly smashed during the trade.

Subaru falls into a round trip on a commercial street, tears in sadness with joy as he looks at himself, and keeps leaking a distorted laugh like his lungs are cramped.

I resigned from the scene, knowing the inconvenience, took charge of him in the Krush mansion, and asked Ferris to examine him by saying that he might have been subjected to some kind of magical interference.

The results are not fragrant. If it becomes a dimensional problem beyond Ferris' reach, it means that any great wizard gathered throughout the King's capital cannot be healed.

Magic has nothing to do with his current state. However, my mind was suddenly losing its equilibrium.

"I hate to say this, but what do you do?

"Deal with what you don't know what's causing this… inconvenience to Master Felix"

"Hmm, that's fine, sir. In fact, for the weirdly noisy no more, tell me it's a convenient condition for Ferri to treat?

Almost unresponsive, Ferris went on to say, "But," looking down at Subaru like he was asleep,

"Treatment, I was wondering if I could go on."

"… what does that mean?"

With his face up and his gaze off Subaru's faceless expression, Rem finally looks at Ferris. accepting that gaze, Ferris prefaced, "I hope you're angry,"

"Treating Subaru's gate is a trick to keep this child out of the way of everyday life in the future, isn't it?

"Yes."

"I can't live my daily life properly anymore, so I can't help but heal my body."

"-! Subaru!

"It's over. Are you going to say that? Look at this state? Seriously? It's a fact that there was a bit of a lot going on, but I don't think anyone who breaks their heart so much about that will ever get back on their feet again, sir."

To the fierce lem, Ferris does not break his doubtful attitude. His gaze down at Subaru had feelings of disdain that could clearly be seen.

It was given a letter of 'blue' and seemed too ruthless for a figure known as the leading water wizard of Lugnica.

To Rem, who pushes silently at Ferris's attitude like that, Ferris shook his head with a bitter smile, "Don't get me wrong..."

"Nothing, Ferri's not saying this because Subaru hates you, or even more so, sir."

"But..."

"What can an individual say about Subaru, yo? Ferri hates people who are purely lacking in the will to live."

pointing his lips, blocking Rem from trying to argue, Ferris pointed to Subaru,

"Ferri can do it magically because it's enough to heal the wound or something. I'm such a Ferri, but I'm so busy using this hand for all sorts of people. We're all desperate to live, and it's okay to help out with that, isn't it? I don't like being thanked, and I can lend it to a great man to help Master Kursch?

――――

"But I don't like using my powers to heal a human body that doesn't try to live. Sonya, even if your body heals, you're going to waste your life after that, right? Then it shouldn't be over. Um, it's over."

Piss off, tell him so. Ferris turns away.

Behind that stubborn attitude, Rem does feel sincerity for the number of lives Ferris would have seen. It was the way he pretended to be thin, but it was a view of death established in him, which he had learned from the life and death he had stared at by then.

And it didn't make sense for me, being a gatekeeper, to argue with someone who had such firmness alone with emotion theory.

Rem just regrets, seeing Subaru as beaten by Ferris' words.

Subaru didn't even realize he was at the center of the story, and now he was faintly leaking an uninterrupted laugh that would leave a scratch on the hearts of those who listened.

With his heart shattered, Rem feels an indelible emotion in his chest wooden spirits. but somehow suppressed it without putting it on the table.

It wounded Subaru's honor, or Roswar's authority, and more importantly, it is only like betraying the thoughts that Rem himself has had.

"- A little bit, Ferris' opinion is somewhere too harsh."

The voice sounded abruptly, good indoors with awkward silence flowing.

Rem, whose consciousness sinks into his thoughts, unaware of the person's coming, looks up as if he had been bounced. In contrast, Ferris, who had noticed his arrival in the room since he knocked, has a cool face. No, although the eyes he directed at the visitor belonged to a quietly feverish heartsticker.

"Master Krush"

"I won't say until weakness is sin. Although I agree that it is a sin to remain weak and to spoil the status quo without right."

Kursch, who entered the room, turned his hands on Lem, who stood up in a hurry, rocking his long green hair to the side of the sleeping table. And I still look down at Subaru's face distorted by a ferocious laugh,

"I see. This is certainly a derivative thing. Do you know what caused this?

To Kursch's inquiry, Ferris shrugged his shoulder and raised his hand, "No,"

"Lem's story tells me he suddenly collapsed, and I've checked every inch of his body, but he's also not looking like he's had some weird mana interference, sir."

"Is it possible that the Northern...... was affected by things like spells? It's a difficult story to think about, but there could have been interference from Gusteco's side with the King-Election officials. Or a demonstration by another faction."

"I don't know if it's hard to think of either. It's too bad of a time to set me up, and who gains from targeting Subaru in the first place? The ugliness of Subaru is a well-known fact if you're involved, and you don't see any magical interference, including spells, in the first place."

"Sort of..." he tilted his little neck as he separated the sounds, and Ferris leaned softly next to the arm-wrapped Krush,

"Does Master Kursch question Ferri's abilities?

"No way, it is. There's no way I can doubt your ability, your personality, your loyalty. Assuming you stab me with a dagger from the front, I'll never change my mind."

"Shit, Master Krush is an incredible killer... I'm already smashing my back"

Now put down the twitchy and stuffy Ferris, and Krusch looks at Rem again. Rem, who watched silently the Lord's exchange, confronts that sharp eye with a correct posture.

"Ferris says: And if Ferris can't help, there's nothing we can do to treat Natsuki Subaru at home. I'm sorry it didn't work out."

"- No, this is the one. There's no word for generosity."

Rem bows politely to the apology of the master of the mansion and responds.

As a matter of fact, I received an irrevocable warmth, whether I did my best to speak or thank you.

I don't think Ferris got out of hand or anything, nor that Krush made arbitrary decisions on Emilia's officials who would be political adversaries.

Rem is also somewhat involved in the magic of water. We also know that it doesn't make sense to the level of Ferris' skill, and to the alienation that happened to Subaru.

There is no question about Kursch's personality, nor about the fact that he is an honest and honest personality, albeit only a few days of encounter. She has the ability and the sense of responsibility to make the Duke's family young and just take it over on the woman's own, as well as her qualities as a great nobleman. It was obvious to me that I had a place set up to discuss it over and over and just the relationship I exchanged words with.

I mean, they don't have any dust on them.

this status quo as much as possible. It is an untenable situation,

"- Witch."

More importantly, only Lem knew firmly that it was caused by the increased odor surrounding Subaru's body.

Signs of witches surrounding Subaru's entire body - Qi was further increasing its concentration.

I don't know if that is the direct cause of Subaru's fall, but it is only true that the signs swelled up just before Subaru's fall.

No one else can notice that smell that only Lem can notice.

It was therefore not possible to blame them for their thoughts, which they decided could not be applied by hand, nor was it a conclusion that could come to mind in her character, such as placing herself at the mercy of others, which could not be radically resolved.

What struck me about witches was that they were better than the few sisters Lem could have.

I don't think Ram was quite as nosy and in shape as he was before he lost his horns. I was confident in smelling like an atmospheric mana, and tracking the smell of prey in the mountains was comparable to my sister's.

However, what allowed me to smell the signs of the witch was the ability to acquire anew at the border the night the clan royalists were all killed.

I don't know what caused it. I thought to myself that Lem's flesh, placed in an extreme state, might be the result of a mutation to remember that night.

And Rem hasn't told anyone else about this odd sense of smell. However, I began to exercise stronger vigilance against those who smelled from me.

Physiological aversion makes preconceptions work.

Most importantly, such prejudicial ideas were to be dispelled by the boy who was the strongest and most wicked witch ever.

Still.

Still.

that what this temper brings will never be good, she

- The ghost firmly, he recognized.

"- Thank you for your help. Thank you on behalf of the Lord for your generosity to this day"

Lem breaking his hips and thanking him deeply.

Standing before her were two Krush and Ferris, and the three of them meeting was the entrance hall to the Krush mansion - that is, a farewell greeting.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you. It would have been a good idea to get a price for it."

"No. It's convenient here to end the offer on the way. Master Kursch gave us the utmost consideration. The consideration is certainly paid and deserved."

To Kursch, who slightly drops his gaze, Rem responds with a resolute face up.

Taking that, Kursch only uttered an apology again saying, "I'm sorry," and didn't do anything more than that. I guess she also figured out that from now on it would only be a formal exchange.

"It's a nymph or an incomplete burn, but I don't know how. Rem is a master. Should I say that Subaru... take care?

Therefore, it was Ferris who opened his mouth next on behalf of the Lord.

With his fingers up and one eye, he leaves his back of the lem - there is Subaru standing in a sloppy and sloppy position, keeping his back in the door.

As usual, the reaction was dull, suspicious that you might be aware of this one, but if you pull your hand, you'll follow me, and I can do as much as I stand without falling apart. From time to time, I can't help but laugh and cry at the pretense.

"As for the rudeness of our stuff, it's not enough to exhaust any words of apology here either. Thank you very much for your generosity."

"I have a contract, and I'm the one who exchanged a few words. It can't be handled unhindered. I think it's going to be tough for Sir."

"It's... be prepared, because"

Fluffing his torso unchanged and sideways with a subaru with a thin laugh, Rem grabs his apron hem all the time to express his determination.

Once, Rem hasn't forgotten the words he told him. I repeated it over and over again in my head, dozens of times, hundreds of times, and remembered the scene.

So we have to give him back the same thing that was done.

"I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to respond to Sir's offer."

It was those words of the meditated Krush that sunk into the idea, Lem.

It was a wording without a subject, but I understand that to be the content of the secret conversation that was being exchanged between Lem and Kursch.

Rem pulls his jaw, then waves his head at Krush, who lays down his eyes,

"Everything is powerless here. - It has turned out unfortunately, but I wish Master Kursch all the best in his future endeavours"

"You too, tell Emilia. Each other, trying to fight their souls shamelessly."

That exchange alone made Rem aware that his role in this place was over. Subaru's treatment was cut off in the middle, as were the instructions given to Roswar.

Neither can Subaru continue in this state. You can't take defenseless Subaru with you forever in this potentially hostile place.

"It's good to go back to the mansion, but can you guess?

"At least, if I could see Emilia..."

With all due respect, Rem responds to Ferris' inquiry that way.

No matter how many times he spoke, how many times he touched it, no matter how worthwhile he treated it, Subaru did not return his usual his-like reaction to Rem.

Even Subaru in such a state sometimes uttered words that made sense.

That's what

"Name…"

"Hmm?

"Sometimes, but I say my name. Lem's name, sister. And..."

On the other hand, I am glad that my name is there, and there is also the sad fact that it does not respond in any way to its own work.

However, with the frequency of its whining name, the most common name is -,

"If I could meet Emilia, there might be some change"

"But you're breaking up terribly, aren't you? It's only been about three days, and you should put aside some time... so you can't do that."

"I know it's not a praised means. But I'm not in a state where I can manage at Lem's personal discretion anymore. I have to go back to ask for directions."

Fully, Rem falsifies his true heart by making a statement that cares about the Lord.

I understood what my heart really wanted with you in my big name.

And it was regrettable to her that her presence was not enough for that.

- Wilhelm's here.

And then Kursch, with his face up, narrows his eyes.

Behind her gaze, she was followed and looked back - the outer edge of the mansion, a dragon car arrived on the other side of the Iron Gate, and an old gentleman familiar with the palace was seen sitting.

"That's the last dragon car we have for long distances. I almost let you out on another errand."

"We were lucky, sir. Now if we break through Reefaus Avenue, we'll be able to reach your mansion by the time the date changes."

Looking at the arriving dragon car, Rem narrows his eyes to the brilliance of the rising sun.

Time is now at noon, and if we make every effort to run the dragon car from now on, I see we do get to the mansion in about half a day. It would also be possible to convey some willingness to the sister with empathetic abilities if only a few moments before arrival.

"In a Breath Disaster"

"I'm not trying."

Dropped off, Rem lowers his head only one last time deeply, then leaves Karsten Mansion behind when he pulls Subaru's hand.

Upon receiving the reins from Wilhelm at the gate, he exchanged a word or two of conversation before embarking on your platform,

"Subaru, come here"

"... oh, ah?

Pull your arms and sit Subaru next to your podium. I feel pretty narrow when the two of us sat down, but that's how I snuggled one arm around his hips and grabbed the reins firmly with the other hand.

We have to keep running in this state for a long time to come.

I was worried about the burden on Subaru, and I had to protect him even after I got to the mansion. I'm sure the Roswars won't welcome Subaru.

Only Svalbard, who may be gone, must be on his side.

He has to be, he has to be...

- When Rem, who deeply consolidates his determination, pulls the reins, the ground dragon kicks the ground and runs out.

Slowly, progressively faster wheel movement.

It was as if it were giving her that feeling over the reins, implying that it was like Rem's heart now.