Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

Only hatred like boiled down, only the intent to kill, in the unconscious darkness, recruits.

- Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

How many times you whine, how many times you spit out, how many times you squeeze out, the never-ending spiral of hate.

I've never hated anyone, someone else, a human being so much.

Since I've come to this world, I've had many experiences hating shapeless fate and doings. A ruthless world that knocks Subaru down to the bottom, pokes merciless realities no matter how many times he crawls up, and makes him pay the price with his life every time he chooses to make a mistake - countless hates that.

But I've never hated an individual before in my life.

"Petergius... Romaneconti... no"

The name is spoken of, the figure is remembered behind the lid, the eardrums rebel its golden cuts, and whenever the brain is aware of its existence, a furious rage erupts through the body.

That man, what the hell was that madman?

I don't know anything about my last name. What Subaru understands is the fact that his person is a madman who has strayed from the ordinary course, a flawed person who has no way of communicating with this one with his will, a despicable man who thinks nothing of abusing others according to his values, an evil ghost who mercilessly hurts Rem, who tried to save Subaru, and who has humiliated his life, his soul, and exhausted it. All of that screams that it's unacceptable to keep that man alive.

So I kill, I have to kill. With this hand, I can't entrust it to anyone else. With Subaru's hand, Petergius must be killed.

Otherwise, how can we reward Rem for his death?

"Kill, kill, be sure... I will, kill...!

Out in his mouth he affirms his intention to kill, and Subaru twirls himself and rings his shackles.

I have tried many times to leave my arms at my disposal, swing my legs, and escape from the shackles. Originally, the shackles were so tight that the meat could be tightened. Subaru's flesh cannot withstand repeated abusive movements, the skin of his arms is torn, and the flesh beneath him is choked and bleeding.

Burning pain runs from the wound and boils the brain. But whenever the pain offended my nerves, I ate my teeth thinking of the pain Lem had tasted.

If you can hold hands, I don't mind. If only we could escape the shackles, we would stop Petergius' breath root that it would be one finger, one tooth, that moves.

Desperately turning himself around, each time drooling pain and blood from the edge of his mouth, Subaru continues to ramble in search of a spearhead of intent to kill, in search of a place to explode hatred.

- Already, more than four hours had passed since Petergius left the cave to leave Subaru.

A light source installed in every part of the cave wall - the ragmite ore lost its brilliance and now only drifts a faint light to such an extent that blurring and its location are revealed.

It emits light by being impacted. It loses its role, and the faint blue darkness just spreads through the cave.

Even Subaru himself, desperate to remove his shackles and shackles, is in the darkness that he cannot even see clearly at hand. In a certain sense, it is in the darkness that I can't clearly see the circumstances of the damage to my arm, which is why I was said to be in the act of not hurting myself.

"Petel, Gius...... ugh!

Spit out the name of the hated man with his teeth, and Subaru keeps his will high.

A world where you can't see anything, where there's not even a sign of anything but your own existence. Rough breaths, heart beats, the sound of chains rubbing shackles, the sound of dripping blood - where there is no change in those outside worlds, being lonely rapidly weakens the human heart.

Secondly, I'll imagine I should try to take all the sounds away from one thought.

"- Oh! I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!

But soon he couldn't stand the imagination, and Subaru bubbled at the edge of his mouth and raised a grudging anger.

Being alone in that world, isolated from all outside worlds, easily destroys, corrupts and ends the human spirit.

If he doesn't move himself, in a world where nothing begins, Subaru screams to turn away from that fact so as to shake off the fear that is left behind.

As long as I'm shouting hate, I can stay sane.

You can stay mad by continuing to kill like crazy.

To be without madness, Subaru needed hate.

- Then, furthermore, Subaru doesn't know how many hours have passed.

"Hiu, hiu... Ko, hiu... su"

Consciousness drifts vainly through awakenings and unconscious narrows.

Fatigue, weakness, wear squeezed Subaru's spirit and flesh.

The throat that continued to utter an abomination of alas was exhausted before the time, and the never-ending resentment only exhales a plundered breath without any longer exchanging the body of a man's words.

Neither does the body, which continues to challenge the shackles, accept instructions from the brain if it is tortured beyond its limits. Flesh torn, wrists scraped to the bones. The ankle was exposed to red and black meat all the way around the candle, and every time I rubbed the ground, the cramping pain was coming upon me.

- Corn, corn, corn, corn, corn.

Still, even more, only the intention to kill continues to gush from the deep source of my heart.

Now that my body and my head stopped listening, only my heart supported Subaru now.

Approximately a whole day after being left behind and driven to a lonely world. The body and spirit had reached their limits, but Subaru had not done anything to close his consciousness.

If this consciousness is interrupted right now, I can't wake up anymore. And if we forget this hatred, we can't even continue to recognize reality.

Only hate, only intent to kill, is proving Subaru's sanity.

If you forget this, Subaru will still have to stay stuck in his broken world again and fall back into the laziness of crying and laughing like crazy.

Lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy.

Repeat in your head, repeat, those three letters keep ringing.

The deafening laughter of Petergius, the insane tricks, the deeds of the madman himself, are linked to those three letters.

If you lose your weakness and sink lazily, it will expose you to the ugliness of what the man said. That was the only thing I could ever accept.

'Lazy' Petergius. Witchcraft. Bishop of the Great Crimes. Finger. Right hand. Left hand. Invisible hand. index finger. Drug finger. Little finger. Diligent. Lazy. Lazy. Lazy.

What is reciprocated is a characteristic word in the paranoia that Petergius shouted out loudly.

Subaru digs up memories about Petergius to connect the disappearing consciousness, even slightly, as he thinks of what they mean in dead heads.

I have to remember that man's face in such a way that it illuminates more clearly, more clearly and more clearly. You must continue to burn your voice, your figure, your shadow, your way of walking, your way of speaking, your way of thinking, your way of touching, out of your memory as specifically as you think of your beloved loved one, and burn your soul with hatred, as a fuel for awakening.

The strength to remove the shackles is exhausted, the throat to call for help is torn, and all energy is injected only to postpone the disappearance of the unstoppable consciousness.

From the side, that spirit of Subaru had already reached the dimension of madness.

Only he/she realizes that there is no point in keeping consciousness, making him/her hate. And in a world where only the person exists, it's the same question that is forever incomprehensible for the person not to realize.

Is it first that the spirit wears off and the mind disappears?

Or is it first that the body can no longer catch up with the awakening of consciousness and the flesh is debilitated?

However, which is the end point of the defined end?

To connect consciousness, that was the only meaning that should have been left.

It wasn't the evil of Subaru's giving up that made sense to that futile and unwanted bad footscratch.

――

To the lid, in the pitch-black darkness, Subaru stuffed his breath feeling signs of someone other than himself.

Moving slightly also results in a hundred million hijacked necks, and Subaru sees the signs he feels. but the depth of darkness filled with caves is not something that can be managed to the point of staring. I don't see any ragmite ore anywhere near me, and Subaru, who has no means to pay for the darkness, has no choice but to kill his breath and make himself smaller at the signs that suddenly arise.

I can't tell if the signs of friendship that have arisen, or hostility.

Assuming a bona fide third party appeared to help Subaru, they should speak up, and if it was someone appeared without it, that would be too suspicious.

Hold your breath, even your heart beats consciously and Subaru kills the signs.

Yet the signs that arose were slowly, really slowly, little by little, at a crawling rate, but surely sneaking towards Subaru.

In total darkness, the signs come closer to Subaru, who is supposed to be killing the signs, as if he knew.

I feel a sense of crisis, a sense of impatience, a sense of war in its existence.

but soon another sensation, the opposite of those senses, passed behind Subaru's brain.

- Where did this sign come from in the first place?

Subaru doesn't have the experience of being trained to detect someone's signs. That is why Subaru is now feeling the signs of someone in the darkness because of the biological sounds caused by beings other than himself that had not arisen until then.

And those sounds are fairly close in distance, at least not from a distance like near the entrance. More importantly, it wasn't you.

This sound suddenly emerged from the middle of the cave.

Think that far, Subaru trembles his lips with incredible feelings,

"Gee, Lem...?

of sound, called the name of the girl who would be the most expensive, as a possible sign.

If that's not possible, reason is about to appeal to Subaru.

When Subaru was the last time a light source was still left in the cave, the visible figure of Rem was invisible and invisible.

They cut off his hands and feet, dropped his ears, and pierced him with a blade many times throughout his body.

He could not be treated for that condition, and was even left alone for dozens of hours on the cold ground, which relentlessly deprived him of his temperature.

You can't be alive. It is natural that he is dead.

But what other possibilities are there? From where Rem was falling, the identity of this sign approaching Subaru at a crawling rate.

"Rem, Rem......?

――――

But only silence returns to such a call.

Still, the signs seem to have changed the speed at which Svalbard's voice crawls just a little bit, having gained the certainty of purpose. Though that's only a slight change, too.

Slowly, slowly, something drags through the cold ground.

You can't stand and walk. Assuming it was her, she was supposed to be headed this way, crawling like a potato worm, moving the two remaining limbs diligently.

Get up, pull the shackles and shackles, make the sound of the chain and Subaru tries to move himself too. But the restraints on the walls are robust, and I've tried for more than a dozen hours, and that doesn't abruptly loosen them. Instead, pity, Subaru kept waiting as he was about to cry for signs of crawling over to arrive as the back of his chest filled with hot stuff.

And -,

"Fuck..."

Finally, signs that he was crawling over reached Subaru's body.

Subaru's throat, which took it and tried to scream with joy, froze.

Because the feeling was so light, cold, and I didn't think it belonged to the living.

"Fuck, Rem......?

Lem's body is rolling down at the feet of Subaru, who sits on his knees. Trembling in small pieces, her body had already lost the warmth of blood and had cut off as cold as ice.

Dragging the body that should be over like that, Rem still takes it to Subaru's body. I don't feel my left hand. Only his right hand covers Subaru's legs, hips, chest up, and hugs him from the front.

Silently, Subaru, who accepts the embrace of its dead, doesn't know what's going on.

Right in front of me, I'm pretty sure it's Lem holding himself. But her flesh, which she touched thus, was obviously dead, and only unrealistic as if it were moving only with the smoke of the fire of a dying out life.

But would the embrace have continued as it was?

And it came to pass by the lid, that the cold part of the temple was brought to an end by Lem.

With only one arm, the force falls out of her body holding Subaru and falls to her knees to collapse. Subaru reached out in haste to support it, but the hand never supported Rem's body. Because

"- Ugh!?

The hand offered is grabbed by Lem's body and pressed to the ground.

Svalbard, in the form of being pulled down at the forefront, is stunned by its sudden lem behavior and the power beyond imagination, and is even more stunned by its next action.

On both arms of Subaru, placed on the ground, a large amount of liquid poured down from directly above.

Cold water that is viscous and smells of iron rust - Subaru noticed that its identity was the blood the lem spit out, only after it jumped into his mouth and felt the taste.

The aversion to being exposed to a large amount of other people's blood popped Subaru's spine, but the changes that took place to keep him standing away instantly erased that negative emotion.

"-Ma."

The whisper shook the atmosphere only slightly and interfered with the mana to produce an effect.

"- Huh."

The pain struck Subaru like a sharp blade on his wrist.

Pain enough to unwittingly turn your neck around spreads its power to your arms and shoulders, starting with your wrist.

I don't know what happened. He was spit out of blood, the pain ran abruptly, and his arms became useless as they were - shortly after such a battle ran.

- I made a noise and broke it so that I could play shackles that were overwhelmed by compression from the inside.

A light sound of metal crushing and fragments falling echoed across the cave floor.

Subaru exhales roughly into the rapidly soothing pain, recognizing the sense of liberation that has spread throughout his arms and the burned pain that covers his skin.

And I understood.

"Rem, you..."

It was by magic that Lem froze the spit of blood and destroyed the shackles under that pressure.

Naturally, both Svalbard's arms under magic are not safe either. but still the wrist turns and the fingers move according to Subaru's will. It would be possible to move as usual with the force of will, as long as the pain is externalized.

I mean, Rem's prospect was a success.

In an attempt to praise it, Subaru received a light body bump into the body that woke him up. Light, too light. Blood has been lost from the body, and now even the last consciousness is about to disappear.

"Rem...... wait, Rem. Wait... Me."

You wanted to tell me not to leave you.

You wanted to ask me if I hated you.

Whichever was sincere, Subaru despairs of his true self.

Still throughout this period, to the shallowness of trying to protect a weak creature called myself.

Even though Rem literally said he saved Subaru by covering his death.

And finally, the light of her life is going to really go out this time.

"-"

"Rem?"

Lem's lips, the cold lips of the dead, were about to spin something for the first time.

I even spared one word to utter, crawling on the ground with my immobile body, practicing my magic with a hazy consciousness, and the girl who fulfilled her purpose was about to leave something at the end.

It's

"Yes, come."

――――

"So, Su... Ki no..."

Dead.

Now Lem is dead.

In Subaru's arms, his light body gets heavier. Even though it was heavy, a light body had completely lost its soul, and its weight hung over Subaru's entire body.

Finally, in a break, she said, 'Live' to Subaru.

- Crying echoed, pulling his tail in the dark cave.

It was only a few more hours after that that that Subaru was able to escape the shackles restraint

The shackled Subaru continued to reach within the confinement range of the shackles and succeeded in grasping one of the crosses away from the black-coated hands that died in the battle against Lem.

The edge of the blade broke. That didn't help as a blade, but I'm glad it did. Assuming that blade was alive, because Subaru might have been in the outrage of amputating his own ankle.

"... light, huh"

The majority of the meat is shredded and the ankle visible to the bone is turned to confirm motion with pain. If we ignored that every time we stepped on the ground there would be so much pain running that our consciousness would turn white, there seemed to be no obstacle to walking.

On both arms of the risen Subaru is held the remains of Rem.

In her free arms, losing two limbs, her body is too small and light. I felt terribly sorry for myself for saving my life by such a small figure for its small size that I could scratch it on my chest and completely wrap it away, and at the same time I was terribly sorry.

The cross where the blade was incomplete. I continued to tap that broken blade source carefully, cautiously, into the connections of the shackled fittings. Collapse of the cross and destruction of the shackles. Root rivalries such as which would raise the roots first barely rose in armaments to the cross.

Throw the detached shackles onto the wall thoughtfully, and the ragmite ore shocks to illuminate the cave with a pale, blue glow.

Cold lights raised a slightly darker cave. Even with such a weak light, the first light I've seen in decades soars into the lid of a dazzling Subaru.

I felt tears gushing from the back of my eyes in the pain, and Subaru was strangely impressed with whether there were still tears in his body.

I thought I cried so much that I could run out of tears and throats already.

"Let's go, Rem"

Subaru walked out toward the outside while the impacted ragmite ore shined.

One step, another step and the pain rushes up from my foot. Running up pain transmits to the shoulder, and another great deal of damage is contagious to the arm holding up the lem.

There's nowhere in my body that doesn't hurt. There is no place where there is no blood.

But the part of me that felt the most pain was already feeling nothing.

Slowly, Subaru and Rem move on through the cold ground of the cave in tortoise strides. The cold of the ground is transmitted directly on the soles of the feet where the shoes have been lost, but the body of the lem in the arms is much colder. It was nothing compared to that, such as cold.

Through the long, thin passage of the cave, it leads to an entrance blocked by rocks.

Secondly, we reach before that and Subaru falls on the way. In front of you, the size of the rock blocking the hole is equal to Subaru vertically, and Subaru serves three people on the side. Compared by weight, it would be very inadequate compared to the Subaru Ten.

It can't be moved or anything. Besides, I wonder how I got in when I got in here, but my memories were vague and blurry when I was pulling from reality, and I didn't find any instructions on how to get the rocks anywhere in my brain.

"Main road, it was..."

I don't remember any traces of what they did on the way here, even though I thought there might be another exit. Or like this rock, there may be a cleverly disguised hidden passage, but if there was, how much time does it take to find it and luck?

Neither flashing nor luck is too marginal for Subaru.

"Come this far, you're lying... please, you're lying..."

Weakened, Subaru complains of his dissatisfaction with his powerless voice at the merciless in front of him. Touch the rock in front of you so that its body leans over - it's a moment.

A rock with the right mass to support Subaru's body caused its presence to disappear into the sieve.

Subaru, who was supposed to lean against a rock at the front, stepped on a tread and managed to step forward with his body about to fall, scorching the world by the plumes of a pouring sunset.

"- Huh!"

The orange sun was giving Subaru a vibrant glow, so much so that the bitterness leaked unexpectedly.

Sunset across the woods, across the hills filled the horizon, dying the world in the same colour as the flames for the last greeting to finish the day.

For a long time, Subaru, who was in the dark, often squatted and waited for his eyes to accept the light. Standing up after a long time, Subaru looked around after several blinks to make sure there was no light influence.

As far as I can see, I naturally don't recognize the sight of the flock of trees just continuing.

Looking at all directions as far away as I could see, there was not even any indication that a single scale of people's profits, such as forest roads and streets, would float. It would be natural if we omitted the nature of the people who were stuck in the cave, but they were completely isolated from the public.

"But walk..."

I don't know where I'm going, and I can't decide where I'm going.

Still, Subaru walked out of the woods to be pushed back by the light weight in his arms. As he stepped on the leaves, crossed the roots and crossed the soil, Subaru proceeded on a night that gradually darkened.

Mazers territory - it is certain that it has reached the vicinity of Roswar's mansion.

When consciousness was in the abyss of obscurity, Rem should have taken Subaru to the mansion. Shaken by a dragon car, she digs back into her memory that she was doing so, gaining peace on her knees.

There is trouble with dragon cars rolling over, it was the work of those people like 'witches', Svalbard's figure was taken away at their hands, Rem burned his life to save Svalbard, and now Svalbard is doing this.

The intention of organizing the situation is to gather from the shards of remembered memory to hatred, and the inner heart of Subaru is burned by a bottomless flame.

I think of Rem and it hurts so my heart can tighten with gratitude and sorry.

Reminds me of Petergius, with hatred and resentment my body is about to rip off.

Anger, sadness, hatred, my dear, supported Subaru and moved him.

The road to go is uncertain, and there is nothing to guide.

Still, Subaru's legs don't stop, his consciousness keeps fighting without being lost.

- And maybe it was a miracle that happened to him.

There was nothing to sign, nothing to rely on, just a refusal to stop and keep walking, before there was a place where what he wanted to reach.

A miracle means that a strange phenomenon occurs that transcends the power of a person.

Then it would have been an unmistakable miracle not to take anyone's hand, but to tread the shortest distance and visit Subaru, which reached its destination.

For the first time since coming to this world, the world has done miracles against Subaru.

If there was a God in charge of destiny, it was the first time he'd smiled at Subaru.

And that smile, the miracle,

"- Yes."

- Only once, it didn't pour.

The exact same hell that I saw one day was ravaging that village once again.

To burnt down houses, bloodstained villagers. Resistant and life-taking carcasses were gathered in the middle of the village, building piles of corpses.

It can't be cleaved, worn, magically burned, crushed, and expect survivors.

If there is something different than before, it is that the degree of destruction of the villagers' bodies is worse;

"Petra. Mild. Luca. Maina. Cain, Dyne......"

Even the crippled corpses of the children were incorporated into that vicious object.

With Rem in his arms, the force falls out of Subaru's knee.

He collapsed on the spot, hugging the cold body in his arms hard and hard, leaking a whimper.

What, were you doing?

How did you know this was going to happen and you overlooked it?

Through the forest road and until he found black smoke rising from the direction of the village, Subaru had completely forgotten this sight from his brain the landscape of a heart-breaking hell.

No, he was looking away. Pretend to break your heart at Rem's death and use your endless hatred of Petergius as an excuse.

In an attempt to escape from what had happened, Subaru once again chose his cuteness.

The result is the sight in front of us.

The children are dying here because the last time Lem, who should have protected them, could not reach the village. Instead of Subaru surviving, the children were brought to the end of their suffering with the consequences of taking their lives.

A reality to spit on erodes Subaru's mind.

Now, I get it. Everything, okay.

It's Petergius.

They killed the villagers, they killed the children, they killed Rem.

Not once, not twice, he did something that was unacceptable.

The policy has been decided. I found out what I had to do.

Petergius must be killed. You have to kill, kill, kill it all, burn it down to a piece of its cells, erase its existence.

If you don't, you can't reward death.

Thoughts stain with hate.

I found my vision turning bright red and most of the blood I lacked went up to my head and overflowed through my nose to convey it.

Brutally wipe the blood dripping from its nostrils, re-hold the lem so that it does not tarnish, and stand up. My knees trembled, my ankles rattled, no wonder I could stand or walk.

"I will kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

But if you can walk, if you can move on, I'll bite your throat off a thousand times.

Dragging the consciousness hardened by the intent to kill, Subaru turns to the mansion. The hell of the village looked out. Mansion next. What was waiting for you at the mansion? Just before I die, just before I'm going to start over, my memories are still standing and I'm not sure what happened.

I reached the mansion, saw something decisive, and thought my heart had been broken. I burn my cranial nerves trying desperately to remember what that is, and I remember.

I found Rem dead.

And with that experience, I've already finished the experience this time. Rem died, and the shock that his death and devotion brought to Subaru is immeasurable.

"Kuha"

Nature overflowed.

Hasn't it really, really changed anything?

The order is just crazy. What happened doesn't change anything. Have you ever spent so much time redoing for no reason?

Whatever the development, Subaru must have gotten something after death.

But what's it worth to me now that I've been destroyed in spirit, and I can't even rescue one thing, and I'm on tour with Hell again?

When is the intention to kill, you start not knowing who it is directed at?

Petergius, only that name supported Subaru. That should do it. It should be him you want to kill. Kill him, kill him, let's kill him.

After I killed him, - I wish I was dead, too.

Noise begins to mix in the thought, Subaru's consciousness flashes repeatedly.

Subaru looks forward with his bloody eyes as he stands again between sanity and madness.

Whatever it is, choose the choice to put things ahead of you, as usual, when it is now a prerequisite to head to the Mansion.

And -,

――――――――――

The moment he cut up the hill, Subaru saw the Roswar mansion collapse.

The roof collapses and the terrace disintegrates.

The windowsills were simultaneously broken and smashed to scatter brilliant fragments, destroying the cracked white walls so that they could be torn apart.

Subaru, who had arrived in front of the gate, looks up at its overwhelming destruction.

The mansion lost its contour in an instant, as if it were a demolition using a bomb or something.

The familiar building loses its shape, sprinkling its wreckage in a carefully organized garden, and uprooting the traces that were the mansion.

Explore memories and look for experiences that come across the sight. but I don't remember it being applicable. Or is this shock too great for me to remember the moment I died?

"Hey, what..."

Behind my brain with confusion on my lips, what floated was the mockery of a skinny man.

If the killing of the village was his man's business, he would have directed the spearhead of the crime towards the mansion as well.

The means may have led to the collapse of this mansion. Even so,

"What the hell is this..."

With his head in the sight of beyond understanding, Subaru puzzles his eyes with a white breath.

If we wanted the feeling in our arms to be stronger in our mindfulness, how cold would be to convey our hands and breathe sorrow into our hearts.

And lose it late and Subaru realizes.

- That my, rough breath is looking white and cloudy.

When I noticed it, the pain that stabbed my skin surrounded my whole body.

The exhaled breath is white, changing its appearance from a moment scattered in the atmosphere to a drop of ice. And the oxygen you inhale is out of the cold, freezing the lungs you put it in and tormenting Subaru from the inside out.

What is it, wake up, I don't know.

Your whole body temperature is taken away, making it even difficult to stand and collapse.

He crouched on the spot, knocked his body to the ground at the front, and fell over with Rem's body in his arms, unable to move as it was.

It is not such a dimension that there is not enough blood, or that your health is exhausted.

Subaru knows this feeling where the will is not communicated at hand and consciousness diverges from the flesh. It's a feeling of loneliness and powerlessness that I've experienced many times already and never get used to.

In an impending end, and in an attempt to fight it at all, Subaru transmits instructions from his cranial nerves throughout his body in search of a place to follow his will, in his immobile body. but the only thing i heard you say was the eyes in the orbit that barely moved, and that just stays looking up at the broken mansion.

"- Ah."

And it was that time that Subaru saw in the fixed vision that stopped moving.

- It was a single beast, standing at the end of a crumbling mansion.

A beast with grey body hair all over her body and golden shining eyes.

Getting to limbs and rocking long long tails was laid back and mysteriously past.

And more importantly, the beast had such a mighty body that it was so confused with the mansion.

Seeing that figure go far, Subaru understands the cause of the collapse of the mansion.

The beast suddenly appeared from inside the mansion. If all those giants emerged from the inside, the mansion would naturally be unbearable to that pressure.

It is the cat family with gray body hair and the giant beast who shakes herself and stares around her.

It exhales sharp fangs from the mouth and white snowstormy exhalations, replacing the world with pure white, a hell that freezes everything that lives.

Subaru realized what that was, his eyes finally shaded white and his throat was blocked at some point.

The cold that I was feeling disappeared, and on the contrary, I even feel the warmth.

The temptation to entrust everything to its warmth hits, and Subaru forgets that he may be so hateful as to scorch himself, so sad as to be torn apart from his soul.

Forget it, forget it, consciousness goes beyond oblivion, beyond the warmth of freezing.

Sleep with my daughter.

On the verge of falling asleep, I felt like I heard someone.

Natsuki Subaru melts to sink into the pleasure of what may or may not be better.

It melted, it melted, it melted, - it disappeared.